My wolf welcomes the touch as Niall brands himself to my lips in a way that will stay with me forever. The kiss of a true mate is not like any other kiss, it is like a touching of souls. I find my fingers wandering up to the back of his head burying themselves into his short dark hair in an attempt to hold him to me. I don’t ever want this kiss to end.
“Niall?” a voice calls from somewhere in the house and I pull my mouth from his with a gasp.
Niall rests his forehead against mine as we both try to catch our breath.
“I should leave,” I whisper and Niall’s hands tighten on my hips.
“Niall?” Brianna’s voice calls again, closer now.
“Don’t leave, give me some time to deal with this,” Niall says in a barely audible whisper before looking towards the door, where we can hear footsteps drawi
