Nevara
I couldn’t stop touching him.
Not in some clingy, needy way—but in that holy s**t, this is real kind of way.
My fingers were still tangled in his hair, my body still humming like a live wire where we lay tangled together beneath the sheets. Every inch of me felt… awakened.
No—that wasn’t the right word.
Claimed.
Even without a mark, without him saying it outright, I felt it deep in my bones.
The mate bond was buzzing.
So this is what I’ve been missing out on, I thought, tracing lazy circles along his shoulder.
“Mm,” I murmured aloud, shifting against his chest. “So this is what I’ve been missing.”
His voice rumbled low beside me, warm against my ear. “You’re only feeling that way because it’s with me.”
I tilted my head to glance at him, brow lifting. “A little cocky, aren
