Kiss Of An Alpha King
Letting her take my weight, I leaned over and covered her mouth with my hand as I pounded into her hard enough for the bed to shake, and when she bit down on the fleshy part of my palm, I hissed as the rapture broke through me like a million fucking fireworks that were sent from above in a glorious light show that proved just how much she was it for me.
As her pussy pulsed around me, I spread her legs, hooked them high around my waist, then collapsed on her. Within seconds, her arms came around me, and she held me close.
And before I slumped totally into her hold, I reached for the tag that signified way too much—and none of it good— and kissed it.
She sighed as my tongue traced the letters,