Alpha Sage
My eyes widen as I feel his hands slip into my skirt, compelled to look at him and ask, "What are you doing?"
"Giving you what you want," I answer.
I feel him rubbing on my wetness, making me move a little mistakenly, hitting the table, and drawing everyone's attention to us.
"Are you okay, Lyra?" Angela's voice was one of concern.
"Yeah, are you?" Sage states this with an amusing smile plastered on his lips.
I cursed under my breath, forcing a nod and gulping down a moan that threatened to slip.
"Yes," I awkwardly state, hoping they couldn't smell my arousal.
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