Dirty December Dripping wet
The pack watched, murmurs rippling through the crowd, but I couldn't tear my eyes away.
Xavier's hand cupped my chin, tilting my face up, his thumb pressing against my lower lip. "You're ours, little omega. Tonight, we claim what's destined."
My breath hitched as he leaned in, his mouth crashing against mine in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue, devouring me. I melted into it, my hands fisting in his shirt, pulling him closer. His cock pressed against my thigh, hard and insistent, the outline thick enough to make my core throb with need. Kale's body molded to my back, his erection grinding against my ass, hands sliding down to grip my waist, fingers digging in just enough to bruise.
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