HARDIN
I was expecting anything but this.
Elara's lips crashed into mine with desperate hunger, like I was the only thing she'd been craving all night. My body locked up in shock, the kind of shock that hit you so hard. For a split second I went completely numb, too stunned to even touch her back.
She sucked my upper lip into her mouth, her tongue twisting against mine with raw need. The heat between us exploded. Lyon surged forward, feeding the fire with low, approving growls. "Take her," he urged, his voice thick with need. "She's ours. The bond wants this." His fur brushing wildly along the inside of my stomach, sending hot flutters racing through my veins, igniting the heat immensely.
Goddess help me.
