Chapter 58 No Turning Back

• "Yes!" Draven growled with excitement in his vessel’s mind. "This is what I've been waiting for. Let your body guide you to us, my beautiful princess," he hummed desperately in Bellinor’s mind.
• Alinta gasped as Bellinor grabbed her breast and started squeezing it. Alinta released a soundless whimper, and he speedily latched onto her lips before she tried to run away. The more he teased her breast, the more her body betrayed her.
• Bellinor's hand sensually slithered down her stomach to between her legs. His thumb carefully stroked the fabric of her denim. The sparks from the mate bond somehow feel more electrifying than before and Alinta's hips automatically moved with need against his touch.