I don’t need to be told twice.
I catapult off the couch towards my mate and pull him down the hall and into my room.
Yes. It is actually happening.
All my waiting is finally over. I can finally say I have my other half. I have my mate.
As soon as I pull Owen into the bedroom, he shuts the door and pulls me back into his arms. He instantly takes control and captures my mouth in a passionate kiss. As soon as our lips touch, a heat pulses through my entire body and the desire to claim him consumes me.
I have asked many people what to expect when I finally find my mate, and each has a similar story. However, those stories are nothing like this. Could this be because I’m so much older than everyone else?
My thoughts evaporate as Owen’s large hands roam around my body. Soon, my clothes fly in every direction, and I’m standing naked in his arms. I, on the other hand, struggle to do the same to him. Ugh… I want to just rip his clothes off him right now.