Tonya
Ezra carried me to the bedroom in his arms. We were both naked, and since it was still dark, there were no people to see us. The moment we came in his room, he locked the door from inside and took me to bed. Both of us were still in the throes of pleasure and need.
He put me on the bed, his c**k already raging hard. “I can't get enough of you, baby,” he said in a rough voice. He pressed me with his body weight, his face hovering over mine.
I brushed his jawline, his lips, his cheekbones with my fingers as if committing his curves to my memory once again. How did I get so lucky in life? Not only did I reject my mate, I got a second chance mate. Ezra’s love and bond for me was so pure as against what Zeke had for me. Zeke’s thoughts made me bitter. “Kiss me,” I demanded because I
