~ LARK ~
Lark’s entire being was consumed suddenly, deliciously by him. As he entered her, the entire world disappeared until all she knew, all she felt was contained in the sensation of their joining—a gorgeous, shimmering pleasure that followed the lines of her nerves all the way to the soles of her feet.
She dropped her head back, out of the kiss, with a desperate cry.
JP buried his face in her neck, then lifted his hips, drawing out of her until he’d almost left her and she was about to grasp for him. Then he plunged back and she called for him again.
Her head spun, drunk with pleasure.
It was happening. It was really happening. It was finally happening. And it was amazing.
She’d truly found her mate—her soul mate. She could feel it as they joined, her entire body shaking—but
