One minute, I was gasping for air, struggling to remain conscious while my body threatened to give way, and in the next minute, it felt as though I had been doused with lukewarm water, in a bubble bath, and that was the only way I could explain the relief flooding through my veins.
My heart raced with a thousand questions as Alpha Zarek crawled into bed with me. The mattress was soft; softer than anything I had ever felt in my life and when the warmth emanating from his large body enveloped mine, coupled with the fire sizzling through my veins, I knew I was done. Finished.
An absolute finished woman for this man.
I could lie however I wanted but I could never deny the scorching attraction I felt for this male or the crazy butterflies—or dragonflies— swarming in my stomach whenever our bodies innocently brushed against each other. He was like a drug… addictive. Nerve wracking, and made me feel things that I never in my twenty-four years of age thought I ever could.
