Jayson's P.O.V
"Looking at my mate, can I not do that?" I ask with a similar tone as I stop in front of the door.
"You can." She says with a small giggle as she bites her finger, the action making my muscles tighten. "But I'm sure looking isn't enough for you."
I wet my lips as my canines drop, lust boiling up inside of me as need brewed behind her gaze. I bring myself closer to the door as she does, pressing my hands to it, I lean in and hold her with my gaze. The shiver it causes to run through her makes a low groan escape my lips as I hold her gaze.
"Felicia, can I come in?" I ask as my breathing becoming heavier.
"You don't have to ask." She breathes out with a loving smile as she looks at me.
"I want to hear you say it."
She looks at me with darkening eyes which hold me captive, the power she held over me she couldn't possibly know. I'd do anything she asked without fault or hesistation.
"I want you to come inside."