Makai's Origins - (Storm's Point of View)

"But that wasn't the end, was it?" Makai asks, and I have to force myself to focus when his rumbling voice goes straight to my dick and I find myself getting aroused.

"Think pure thoughts, think pure thoughts," I chant inwardly while quickly masking my scent with magic to avoid the embarrassment of anyone smelling my arousal.

Makai frowns at me in confusion when I masked my scent, likely noticing that something is wrong but not figuring out what it was. My inappropriate arousal calmed now, I quickly release my scent again, swallowing a laugh when he inhales as if he could now breathe again.

I wonder when he will realize that despite all his protests about our mating, he is falling for me. I wish we were sitting on a sofa instead of office chairs so that I could nestle against him. For now, I settle for rubbing my fingers against his and turn back to Aris as she answers my mate's question.