Chapter 8. My Mate

Adira’s POV

Their punishment was done for the day and Waytt and I went to his guest bedroom. “Want to shower?” he asked.

“No, I’m good,” I said. It was a little chilly. He took off his shirt and my gaze roamed over his god-like muscular chest. He was curved perfectly, sure the creators took special time to make him because no one could compare. My pussy was pulsating at this point yet not all his clothes were off. Wyatt smirked and his eyes were darker than ever now. He smelled my arousal. He gestured for me to stand up and I obliged. He caressed my face and bent down to kiss my lips, my heart was pounding and he bit my bottom lip gently, I parted them and he explored my mouth with his tongue. The kiss was soft but intense, his hands were on my side, caressing softly. He pulled away from me and I felt so much emotion and passion. My face was burning red under his searing gaze.

“You’re my mate, mine,” he said and put his forehead over mine. The king kissed me