She looked at him then. Desire heated her gaze. She dropped to her knees, her gaze on the floor.
He stared at the crown of her head and tried to restart his lungs. He needed to get it together, but the knot in his throat stalled his ability to speak. Her submission was always so sweet.
Reese dragged her to her feet. He claimed her with his lips, rejoicing when she melted into his embrace, accepting the rough assault of his kiss.
His heart jackknifed and started a wild beat. Reese dragged down her jeans and panties, and she kicked them away.
He walked her backwards, then turned her around and pushed her against the small counter space between the sink and the stove.
He was her alpha, she his mate, and by God, tonight he would remind her of their sacred, unbreakable bond.
