Seraphina's POV
No. No, no, no.
I knew what was happening. I could feel the mate bond weaving through my thoughts like honey, thick and sweet and persuasive. It was whispering that this was right. That I wanted this.
And the worst part? Some traitorous piece of me did want it.
I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to belong to someone, to lose yourself to the mate bond, to love someone in that purest physical way. But I knew, Adrian didn't want this. He didn't want me.
But the bond didn't give a damn about Adrian's issues. It only knew that Blake's touch felt like falling and flying at the same time.
"Stop fighting it," Blake murmured against my neck, and I realized with horror that I was. I was fighting myself, fighting the bond, fighting the way my body responded to every brush of his fingers.
"Mate wants this." He said it like fact. "I can smell it. Mate's heart is racing. Mate's skin is hot. Mate's aroused."
