Liam’s lips were firm, expert, moving against mine with a cadence that left me breathless.
I let out a huff of pure surrender when I felt his tongue clash against my teeth, seeking permission to enter and claim my mouth.
But just as my knees were about to give way, I recovered an ounce of sanity and pulled away barely a few centimeters, keeping my hands resting on his firm chest.
My chest rose and fell violently as I tried to focus my gaze on that face carved in stone that I had millimeters from mine.
"Mate..." I whispered, the word coming out with a reverence that my wolf, Cinder, demanded from the deepest part of my being.
Liam smiled with an expression that transformed his hardness into something dangerously tender and gave me a short kiss on the corner of my lips.
"Yes, little on
