“Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I eagerly responded.

“We’ll start with Twinning. It’s an ancient ritual to ensure that our essences are complementary.”

I tried to fight the rising anxiety in my chest. I had invested so much of myself into him, into us, I couldn’t begin to fathom what would happen if we weren’t compatible.

His calloused hands guided my body into his and my pulse stuttered when his arms caressed my back as he chuckled against my lips, “Try your best to have a steady breath as it aids in the Twinning.” His astonishing emerald eyes sparkled with michievous desire. “This may feel quite pleasurable,” he smirked as he engulfed my mouth with his.