Alpha Brock
Astrid muses quietly, still staring out at the forest.
“I wish I could see what you see,” I murmur, nipping the tender flesh of her neck.
Slowly, she spins around to face me, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. She reaches out, running her hands up my chest and out over my shoulders. “Let me try something.”
I narrow my eyes in question, but she just trails her hands down to my own. She takes them, lifting them between us, squeezing them in hers and pressing her eyes closed. Her brow furrows in concentration and she sinks her teeth into her lower lip.
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