Chapter 38

That was the other confusing thing. He expected fear in return. Or anxiety. What he got was an outpouring of need, wordless pleas for release. Heat billowed through every vein, not just from the hungry sucks of mouths against his open skin, but from within and the crushing force of Emma’s feelings. There was desire, yes, but even more prevalent was the deep-rooted love. It wrapped him up in its embrace and left him shaking.