CHAPTER 22 I Want This, Adam
Ann’s eyes stared fixedly ahead as she tried desperately to process what was happening to her at this moment.
Adam’s kiss was intense and try as she might, she couldn’t remember a time that Brad had ever kissed her with such a need. She could feel the passion and primal hunger that burned within him, just from the sensual yet fierce way his lips fought with her own.
His hands were tangled in her hair and Ann could feel herself begin to relax into the kiss. Maeve was right. Adam was a good candidate for a chosen mate.
As she let go of her doubts and hesitance, she brought her arms around his neck, pulling his head closer to her, suddenly filled with an aching desire to be as close to him as possible.
Adam growled lightly, almost possessively as he felt her reciprocate in the lust he felt at that moment and he allowed his hands to roam lower, sliding them along the lines of her body, sending pleasurable shivers along her skin.