armth. "If I was meant to meet my mate, it woul

ess knows why you haven't met him yet." She glanced at m

hol would help me forget the loneliness creeping in.

her mate tonight!" sh

e taking a gulp. We sat together, drinking and

nst my temple. "Shit, Layla, you

d on my shoulder. "I'm sorry

d saw Mark walking towards us. Layla stood up, stumbling slightly as she tried to steady h

ered, his gaze shifting to me

eps unsteady. "I'm going to use the restro

'd anticipated. The music inside seemed louder now, a chaotic rhythm that matched the dizzying sway of the bodies around me.

n of the restroom. "Do you know where the restroom is?" I

k before answering curtly,

. But halfway there, a firm hand grabbed mine, yanking me toward the wall. A cold shive

his intense gaze making it impossible to look away. A cold chill ran down my spine mixed with some sort

g, like a melody designed to soothe. His hand pressed against the

warmth coursing through me. My breath hitched as his minty breath f

also ignited something else, a yearning I hadn't felt in a long time. His

ers gently against my lips. "Shh," he whi

me bridal-style further down the hallway. My head spun, the

efully, his movements tender but deliberate. Before I could protest, his lips brushed a

lightly, igniting a fire that spread through every inch of my being. My mind screamed questions. Who

ind my ear. "Where have you been all my life?" he muttered, his voic

silenced me with another kiss. His hands moved to the back of my dress, slowly unzipping it. I

his hand against my busty boobs, caressing them softly his lips found their way t

kin, until he got to my tits. He placed a kiss on it, my

ping wet. His hands roamed over my lower stomach and hips, his touch igniting sparks ac

thighs and spread my legs wider. His attention shifted back to my breasts, his lips capturing

ensation overwhelmed me, leaving me completely lost in the moment

econds. I could see nothing except what I wanted, him. Heat and need consumed me, my thoughts fille

moaned as the warmth of his hand br

ho I was sharing this moment with? The thought was fleeting, swallowed by the ov

whole fiery pleasure erupted from