Dahlia’s P.O.VI freeze, my breath catching in my throat, as I feel the undeniable hardness pressing against my hand. My entire body locks up, my mind screaming at me to move, to pull away, to pretend this never happened. But I can't. My fingers stay where they are, almost as if they're bound by an invisible force, as if something in me refuses to let go.A deep, strangled sound rumbles from his chest, and I finally dare to lower my gaze. Oh, God. The Alpha King’s massive erection strains against the fabric of his trousers, thick and long, its shape pressing insistently into my palm. Heat spreads through my face like wildfire, burning up my skin, leaving me mortified, confused—ashamed, even. I shouldn’t be feeling this. I shouldn’t be reacting this way. And yet, my body betrays me. A sharp pulse of arousal rushes through me, pooling low in my belly, making my thighs press together involuntarily. What the hell is wrong with me? I bite down on my lower lip, hard enough that I taste
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