Chapter Eleven
The flight was coming into land, we had spent the week teasing each other mercilessly in the office, and the nights without much sleep, and the s*x was just getting better and better. It was not romantic in the slightest, and that was fine by me, I was never one to be interested in mush. The reassurance I had come direct from the mating bond, and the passion that flowed between us was animal, but what Richard failed to realise was just how much of an animal I was.
It was getting increasingly tougher not to mark him and give him the bite, that would be the final crescendo, but I was still determined not to do that to him. He was fully attentive to my needs, not just with our mating but in everything, he would ensure I had everything I desired, and was never far from me
