Page 241 of Knot What I Expected

My vision goes red and gold around the edges. Heat rushes beneath my skin, and my other nature suddenly feels closer than it has in years. Not fighting to escape.

Responding.

To him.

To my mate.

I can feel Rowan’s heart beating beneath my palm. Solid. Strong. A little faster than it was a moment ago.

I spread my fingers over his chest.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

The matebond seems to pulse in time with it. His gaze drops to my mouth. Mine does the same.

Oh, I know that look. And this time? I’m the one giving him kissing eyes.

A nervous little laugh escapes me as I shift on his lap, turning until I’m straddling his hips.

Rowan goes utterly still beneath me.

Not relaxed. Definitely not unaffected.

He’s still in the way a predator gets when something has captured every ounce of its attention.

His hands settle on my hips.

“Honey Girl.”

The warning in his voice sends a delicious shiver down my spine.

Heat pulses through me, radiating from somewhere deep inside until I feel like my skin is glowing with it.

And I can feel him.

Hard.

Big.

Pressed intimately against me even through our clothes.

“Fuck, you feel what you do to me,” he growls and flexes his hips.

Yeah, I feel it.

Fuck, he is hard as steel.

His cock is pulsing inside his jeans, and I swear my pussy clenches on air in response.

My breath catches. Rowan’s fingers flex against my hips.

Once. Twice. Like he’s fighting the instinct to pull me harder against him.

That tiny bit of restraint nearly destroys me. After everything I just told him, he’s still giving me control.