The Alpha Games
Her thighs squeezed tighter around her, trying to lock her in place as the Alpha teased her, but she was itching to touch her, the urge overwhelming as she slipped free of her mate’s hold and rolled them once more.
Autumn splayed beneath her, a pillow of orange beneath her cocky smile and half-lidded eyes. “I knew it.” She pouted, encircling her arms around Nala’s neck, drawing her close.
“Are you trying to diminish your accomplishment?” Nala asked, her voice deep, a chastise behind her words. Her eyes darkened, silencing her mate’s response. She edged her knees forward, her thighs pushing Autumn’s wider until their groins pressed together. A deep heat curled within her core, her pussy dampening as a low moan pulled from her mate’s chest. Nala was far bigger than her and curled so their lips aligned, resting her forearms either side of Autumn’s head, trapping her in place. “Are you disrespecting my Alpha?” At that she giggled, but Nala nipped her lip. “My Alpha is strong,” she pressed a kiss to her cheek, “smart,” then the other cheek. “She is powerful,”
her lips lingered at the edge of Autumn’s mouth, skirting over it to reach the other side, feeling her mate's sharp puffs of breath. “She is beautiful.” Finally, she hovered her lips entirely over hers, “and she is mine.”