Chapter 87 A Drunken Kiss

• Marco’s POV
• My heart rate accelerates, every inch of my skin trembles at her touch, and my body buzzes with desire as she pulls me in. But I only get a quick taste. Her soft kiss only lasts for a couple of seconds, before she pulls away again.
• Not that I’m interested in ending it now. My thoughts are erratic, and the only thing I can focus on is her, my mate. My wolfish need for raw sex and my primal possessiveness override everything else. Fisting the collar of her top, I yank her towards me, causing a hitch in her breath before I begin sucking on her lips hungrily.