"If you ever try to wash my scent off from you again, as you did earlier, I will chain you to the bed and fuck you until I am so deeply embedded into your womb that you won't be able to eradicate my fucking scent. I won't let you leave it until you're dripping me out of your sore, bruised cunt, Brat." Lifting my nose, I waited for the smell of her anger, but all I found was her scent that drove me crazy.

Braelyn's scent had always called to me, even before I'd known we were mates. She ...