Thorn POV
My brain short circuts for a moment when Fawn turns to straddle me. She really means to complete our bond right now. "I swear to the goddess Thorn, if you f**k this up, and she stops, you will be so sorry. I'll take control of your form and parade around this pack in drag to punish your a**," Atticus says. "I have no intention of f**king this up." When she growls out the word mine, my c**k strains even more against the seam of my pants. Her lips against mine are soft but demanding.
My little mate isn't only strong, but she is fiery. She is more than perfect. If I don't get control, this is going to be over far too quickly. I stand with her in my arms but never break the kiss. Once we reach the bed, I set her on her feet. Before I can make a move, she reaches for the buttons on
