Alcina’s POV Still

His muscular fist engulfs my small hand.

But it feels so right, I feel an instant connection to the man in front of me. His deep eyes hold a mystery that draws me in, he keeps them fixed in mine.

I am sure that his chest is heavily hairy, the tight sweater betrays that there is definitely more going on underneath. And I'm so curious to see the rest of the tattoos there, one of which faintly peeks through the neckline. Goddess, I would do so much with him, he is perfection personified.

"Have you decided what you like yet?"

As I hear the question, my body...