DOMINIC'S POV
The air left my lungs. The hard mat pressed against my back. Her weight, her heat, settled right over my hips. Jessica was on top of me, her hands flat on my chest, her surprised breath warm on my face. My own hands had flown to her waist, holding her without thinking.
She f*cking took me down.
Not with strength. I felt the shift of her weight, the clever twist, the way she used my own force against me. It was pure, beautiful skill. Surprise. My mate had just pinned me in front of thirty f*cking people watching.
Pride roared through me first, white-hot and fierce. Look at her. Look what she can do.
Then the other feeling hit me, hot and fast. Embarrassment. Sharp and stinging. My control, my power, challenged. Not in a private room where I could turn it into a game, b
