At first Lacy had been stiff.
Her mind racing at a mile a minute as she tried to figure out the reason why the insufferable hunk was finally giving her the one thing she had long been itching for ever since meeting him.
Then she had been angry.
For after all that time, it was now that he wanted to kiss her? Now, when she was only finally figuring out how to control the mate bond pull? She had been livid, trying to pull away so she could give him a piece of her mind, but he had pulled her in, biting her bottom lip gently to keep her from moving away, and f**k if that hadn’t been the most erotically sensual thing that had ever happened to the human girl. Before long, she was relaxing into the kiss, opening her mouth to grant him even more access, her fingers looping into his dark curls
