Clarissa P.O.V.
Rubbing my fingers across my lips, I smiled, thinking about how Antonio had overpowered me with his kiss. The overwhelming feeling of wanting him beside me taking control. I had awoken with a new sensation in me. The desire to be with him. To touch him and kiss him. I couldn't deny that Antonio set my soul on fire.
I was addicted, addicted to Antonio Serrano, a gorgeous Hispanic man. No, a gorgeous Hispanic werewolf that sent warmth to my core and made me want to do all sorts of bad things. I knew he stopped what could have happened yesterday because he didn't think I was ready. He said it was the mate bond, but it wasn't. I wanted him more than anything.
"Hey, lazy b*tch you still in bed?" Alyssa's voice called from the other side of my bedroom door, and I couldn't hel
