“I’ve wanted you to touch me since your car…” Feyre was melting under his touch, making soft needy noises with each teasing nip as the truth spilled out of her mouth. She was going to be at the complete mercy of an Alpha she barely knew and that didn’t scare Feyre.

The need was building in her, pulsing with her racing heart, and everything else that wasn’t it didn’t matter. She needed him so badly that it hurt.

“Please touch me… I need you….” Feyre leaned in and kissed Rhysand.