Della’s POV
The sweet taste of love and freedom circled through my entire body as our lips collided. Thunder flew in my body, and butterflies ran wild in my guts. I had never felt as affected as before in a mere kiss. The bond of a fated mate was indeed surprising and surprisingly… much pleasurable.
My breathing became heavy and fast, especially when I felt his hand cursing through my body, feeling my curves with gentleness. I moaned in delight before I slowly pulled away to take a break.
I thought he’d pull away, but instead, he started sliding sweet, feathery kisses down to my jaw. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me close to his body. My chest collided with his, and my hands subconsciously slid up from his chest up around his nape, encouraging him for more kisses and playing with the ends of his hair.