TESSA POV
I didn’t know which s*x spirit possessed me, but I’d been bald, I’d been in charge, and I liked it. And now, I stand there, bare, drenched in warmth, heart hammering so loud I was sure it could be heard miles away. Waiting for my mate to touch me.
And when I opened my eyes, Gunter was nothing like the man I’d expected.
He was better.
The water still dripped from his hair, the steam framing him like a halo of heat and lust. His chest rose and fell, powerful and even, but there was a flicker in his green eyes—a fire that wasn’t just lust. It was ownership. Protection. A vow.
“You little tease,” he murmured, stepping closer until he filled every inch of the space around me. “Are going to be my little plaything, okay?”
My throat closed. I didn’t argue.
I just let the weight of
