The Wrong Alpha’s Heir
Confident, she pushed him back into the chair, her body straddling his lap, her dress hiking up, revealing smooth thighs.
“I won’t stop until you believe me, Ryan. Damon forced that healer, I swear it on my life. Avery is the real villain. She tried to kill me, but you saved me, remember?” Her hands worked fast, unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his chest. She leaned down, kissing his collarbone, trailing lower with her tongue, tasting the salt of his sweat.
Ryan’s resolve cracked. His hands gripped her hips, almost against his will.
“Damn you, Kira,” he whispered, but then he was kissing her back, fierce and hungry, their lips crashing together, tongues dancing in a battle of need and anger.
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