From the minute Kyle walked into the Debating Room, my receptors came alive. His mighty fresh forest fragrance assassinated any other smell that made any attempt to pass through my nostrils. The alpha sat like the confident King he knew he was. Grey eyes greeted everyone else except mine.
I swallowed the disappointment from his actions. Though he didn't look at me, I couldn't help myself from devouring him.
Those luscious lips of his moved in slow motions. My ears were malfunctioning again. I heard nothing of what anyone said. Except for the sounds that oozed from Kyle's body.
Kyle's heart drummed to a steady rhythm. Yet, his facial muscle stayed rigid even while he spoke. It could be an effect of being in the same room as me. He never showed any side effects of us being mated before, but today was different. It was probably much harder for him when I was devouring him with my eyes.
