Evolutions chosen mate
His hand landed softly on my chin as his eyes fixated on where my lip was trapped between my teeth.
He pressed his thumb just below it, tugging lightly until I released it. He leaned down, catching it with his own teeth and nipping lightly.
Lucille half growled, half purred in my mind, shoving forward to where I knew she had to be visible, hiding just behind my eyes.
A small smile played on Rowan’s lips, letting me know he saw her and he knew he was getting to me.
My mouth opened.
“Take me somewhere we can have more fun, witchy boy!” Lucille’s voice escaped me, and my hand tried to come up to cover my mouth, but Rowan caught it, threading our fingers together as his other hand held my weight