Elliot POV
I can’t f**king believe it.
‚Olivia is ours. Ours!!!MATE! ‘Gideon howls in my head as my lips move against hers.
He took charge of starting the kiss when we were standing so close to her. But don’t get me wrong: I wanted it just as much. It feels like ages… And then she finally kisses me back, and my insides feel like they are liquefying. Warm and gooey.
Goddess, I am turning into a mushy mess. Olivia nibbles on my lower lip, and I let out a groan. One of my hands moves down her neck and to the back of it. To deepen the kiss, get her even closer to me. Still, not close enough.
Her hands are fisting my shirt. After searching for my mate for years, I can’t believe that she is actually here in front of me. And I am sure as hell not going to let her go. I was more than surprise
