Mi Alfa (The Possessive Alphas Series 1)
It left him wanting, needy and out of breath.
"Amor meus, tu meus es" (My love, you're mine). The words slithered into Allistair's mind in a language he had never heard before, yet somehow, he understood them perfectly.
A wet warmth grazed his ear, followed by the scrape of fangs that sent a jolt of fear and desire racing through his body. The man's breath was hot against his skin as he inhaled deeply, savoring Allistair's scent. A hand, large and menacing with long, sharp claws, traced a slow, sensual path across his body. The touch was both tender and possessive, sending sparks of pleasure through him as the claws raked lightly over his flesh.
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