ELARA
I slowly pulled away from Aaron, but for some strange reason, he pulled me back in, his lips searching every corner of my mouth like a man who'd been deprived for years.
Aarom was never this wild. Never this desperate. Even the night we mated, he was so gentle and even afraid of touching me because he thought it might hurt me. But now? He was sucking my lips like crazy.
And God… it was so hard to push him away. My mind screamed at me to stop, but my body… my body froze, caught somewhere between shock and helplessness. His taste, his warmth, it all came rushing back too fast, and too strong.
Before I could even catch my breath, a rough hand gripped Aaron's shoulder and tore us apart.
Yeah, Hardin.
He didn't even look angry at first, just that cold Stare. Too calm for the kind of storm that was obviously brewing inside him. He leaned close behind Aaron's ear, his voice low but sharp enough to slice through the tension.
