The Alpha King's Hated Mate
My breath hitched, my body betraying me as a shiver of anticipation ran down my spine.
I clenched my jaw, fighting the pull he had on me, but it was useless. His scent was everywhere, filling my lungs, drowning me in a heat that refused to let up.
Xander leaned down, his face just inches from mine, his lips curving into that infuriating smirk. "You’re trembling," he murmured, his voice like velvet and sin. His fingers trailed along my thigh, barely touching, but it sent fire licking through my veins.
I gritted my teeth, willing my body to resist, but the heat was unbearable. Every inch of me ached, burned, needed.