REBECCA
One moment I was sitting on the kitchen counter - the next I was, again, wrapped in Reiner's arms, who was growling with desire into my mouth. His tongue was dancing in a desperate struggle against mine, fighting for an upper hand and domination that I was quite happy to grant him.
His hands went on my ass to hold me up, pressed against himself ... and the mere sensation of his body against mine was enough to make me moan.
Pleasure and desire began to blossom everywhere in my body - in my breasts, in my lower abdomen, in every spot of my body that was in contact with his.
More.
I needed more contact, more rage, more desire, more of everything.
After four endless and lonely years, I only wanted my mate - I needed my mate.
A little part of my brain registered a sort of bounce
