Chapter 19
When Mars twirled Annette around in a spin, she let loose a huge laugh. As he spun her back into his arms, he immediately bent her back, followed her, then captured her lips in a kiss.
For a second, the hoots and hollers of his brothers faded to nothing. Mars didn’t hear a damned thing; he was focused on his mate’s taste, the tenderness of her lips, the hunger in her kiss. A hunger that belonged to him and only him.
He speared his tongue into her mouth, f*****g it like he’d be f*****g her later, and shuddered, feeling his bear come awake when she dug her nails into his shoulders. The tiny claws dragged all of his nerve endings to life and he awoke from the stuporous kiss with a bang.
The hollers had faded but the hoots and wolf whistles hadn’t. When he lifted Annette back up
