Pauline's POV
My self-control had always been my greatest strength.
The day I discovered Logan was my fated mate marked the beginning of my torturous heat cycles.
The urges consumed me completely, filling me with a desperate need to be claimed. It felt like a sickness spreading through my veins. The worst part was knowing Logan belonged to someone else. The early days nearly destroyed me. But gradually, I mastered the art of restraint. Even when the craving threatened to tear me apart, I held firm.
But now, with Logan's hands on my skin, every ounce of control abandoned me.
Fire spread through my body wherever he touched. The moment our flesh connected, the heat didn't fade. Instead, it blazed hotter, threatening to consume us both.
His fingers parted my thighs with deliberate slowness. My entire body shook in response. The ache between my legs pulsed with desperate need, already craving his touch again.
