C30 The Healer

Tori POV

“Mate,” I crashed my lips on his. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him closer. I could feel his arms around my waist, pulling us together as close as he could. The idea of his eagerness exited me as my feelings for him were intensifying. His lips were firm, sensual, and soft like cotton; his hands were as gentle as if I were a priceless artifact