Zenith's Pov I didn’t pull away, I couldn’t. Bare chest to bare chest, my hands came to his side, and I pressed down into him, just once, and the friction dragged a low sound out of my throat that I barely recognized as my own. Silas gasped. The heat of him through the thin barrier of our remaining clothes was devastating. My cock, already hard to the point of pain, slotted against the soft give of his body and the answering warmth there made my vision narrow. I rolled my hips again, slower this time, deliberately, and felt him shudder hard underneath me. “Oh!” He screamed out, nails digging into my shoulders. “Alpha…” The way his voice cracked, calling me, I wished he would call my name just once. That alone would finish me. I braced one forearm by his head and used the other to grip his waist, holding him where I wanted him as I ground down again. The drag of cloth over aching flesh sent sharp, electric pleasure up my spine. Every movement was just too much and not enough, it
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