Zayne and Aubrianne had one singular goal: completing their marking process. As such, they moved in sync.

Their caresses and touches aimed at soliciting sweet sensations that would ripple through their bodies as their skin burned with heat. It was like licks of charring fire.

Add in their natural hunger for each other after being apart for a week and yearning for each other daily, which only heightened with the anticipation of solidifying their bond. So it was like dashing some gasoline into the already frenzied and flaming blaze.

Aubrianne was down to her baby blue thongs, and Zayne was naked. He had torn off Aubrianne's stringed piece while Aubrianne...