Chapter Twelve
The fates had been cruel with my first mate, giving me someone who didn’t want me besides in his bed for a night. I just hoped this time it was different.
Killian’s teeth grew sharp and my lungs burned from lack of oxygen. He nipped at my lower lip, his hand moving down my hip. Pulling my body tighter against his, I could feel the hard press of his arousal against my lower belly.
I wanted him to take me, to claim me more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. Hay broke the kiss, resting his forehead against mine and I sucked in a breath. Tasting his addictive scent on my tongue. His eyes met mine and he let out a low growl.
“You are mine, little wolf.”
The alarm on my phone blared to life, pulling me out of what I was sure was about to be one of the sexiest dr
