Hope POV
My mate's eyes are piercing as he suddenly grabs me by the waist, his eyes practically boring into me as he leans down, his mouth inches from mine, and then they are on me. Fierce, demanding, and harsh, a raw primal instinct flared to life inside of me. I give a gutteral moan, my arms wrapping around his neck as he picks me up without breaking the kiss and begins to lay me down softly onto the bed. He breaks the kiss off, and I wrestle with my shirt, Liam helping me to rip it off, exposing the creamy lace of my bra against my golden complexion. He sucks in a breath, his hands roaming over me, caressing me before he gently begins to slide my pants down, wriggling them down my thighs, my leg and then pulling them off and discarding them carelessly to the ground, his eyes continuing
