Chapter 11

Elara

He threw me against the door before grumbling in my ear, “no one can touch my mate. You’re fu-king mine.” His lips aggressively moved against mine, awakening the butterflies in my stomach whose existence I was unaware of until he savored my lips as if it was his favorite candy.

My veins shuddered under his sudden kiss and the way his hands cupped my cheeks along with my neck, the hair on my neck rose and my whole body was showering in sensations. Tears threatened to roll down my cheeks as something in me stirred and wanted nothing but to kiss him back with the same passion.

Though it was our first kiss, it felt nothing like that. The sweetness of his lips and his touch and the sparks that danced in my body were so familiar that I couldn’t decipher how our mating bond could be this strong to make me feel at home in just our first meeting, the very first kiss.

He deepened the kiss with every second passing by. Liv wanted me to eat him up which I found absurd and alluring at the sa