Dream Continuation:
"Give yourself to me, Storm," Kaden whispered softly, his voice so beautiful that it entwined itself around Storm's heart. "Tonight, come to me as my true mate. Be with me the way I hunger for it to be. Give me this gift I have lived years without."
His mouth was only inches from hers, and every cell in her body cried out for her to close that tiny gap. How could she deny him anything when his need was so great? She moved until her lips were against his.
"I want whatever you want, Kaden." Even as the consent entered her mind, formed the words, breathed them into his being, her heart jumped, wondering what she had committed herself to doing. Did she really trust him so much? Or was his need feeding her own, the urgent hunger beating at him in waves, swamping her as he touched his mind to hers?