#Chapter 111- Little Mate

Zev With a growl, I pull my mate close, reveling in her sweet, hot scent. I can’t keep my hands from roaming her luscious body, and when she moans, arching into me, I growl. She tastes divine, better than anything I’ve ever experienced before, and I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough of her. My human half was stupid to ever believe we would be able to let her go. The sweet scent of her arousal drifts into he air, piercing my senses and toying with the urges I’m trying to keep locked down. Then she arches again, rocking her hot core against my cock and sending my instincts into overdrive. My mouth slides to her neck, nibbling and sucking the tender skin there. “Not yet,” Ethan warns, and I growl. I want to mark her, claim her for everyone to see, but he’s right, she’s not ready. “Z-Zev,” Fiona whimpers, and in the blink of an eye, I have her flipped over on to her hands and knees. I love the way she pushes back, the way our bodies meld together as I let my hands ro