FIRA’S POV
My lips were slammed to him while my arms were wrapped on him. I was expecting him to push me away, but he did not do it. He kissed me back instead. His lips went to my upper lips, stayed there, feeling how it tasted and went to my lower lips, sipping it as if that was the most delicious thing that he could taste. I could see that his eyes were closed. Perhaps he did not know me, but his heart could recognize me.
My eyes widened, when he held my waist and slowly laid me on the bed. He went to my top and did not stop kissing me. His hands touched my curves, up and down. Then suddenly, he stopped and looked at my face.
"Did I know you?"
I held his cheeks and kissed the peak of his nose. "I'm Fira, from the family of Hayes. The Omega—your omega. I'm your mate. I'm your dearest." I held his wrist, showed him both wrists which had a watch wrapped on it and then removed it.