“Myrna!” Her name from his mouth pierced us both, cracks instantly forming in my heart and by the sound of the pained tone from his lips, those undoubtedly reached somewhere deep within his soul. What should have been a precious moment shared between me and my mate was suddenly marred with pain.
I’d been lost in the wave of ecstacy even before he’d laid me down on his bed. Right when he took my mouth, I had slipped from the shores of safety and ridden the wave of want and need with every stroke of his glorious tongue. I’d held on when he scooped me up, heart beating in delicious anticipation of what was to come. But instead of his bed, he had me straddle him, a position that left me blushi
