Tyron’s Point of View
I can hear nothing but the pounding sound of my heart. I am in the bedroom right now, lying on the bed with Lantis on top of me, looking at me intently. I want to push him away. I want to tell him to stop and give me more time to get used to it, but there’s no much time left. We need to hurry and undo the seal or else everything they worked hard for will be in vain.
“I will try to be as gentle as possible,” he said, leaning closer to me. He was about to kiss me but I looked the other way to avoid his lips. “Sorry,” he whispered before his kisses trailed down to my neck. I can feel his hands wandering all over my body. Every touch he does intensifies the spark in me, the heat that slowly scatters all over my body. It’s slowly getting into me—the bond.
But unlike be
