Mated to the Alpha Don
My hands moved up and down her arms, rubbing gently to encourage circulation.
Evelina’s body stiffened at my touch, her muscles coiled like a spring, betraying her discomfort and embarrassment. But as I continued to touch her, the tension in her limbs slowly gave way to relaxation, the warmth from my hands melting into her chilled skin. I could feel every goosebump on her soft flesh under my rough callused palms. My touch elicited a sharp intake of breath from her when my hand traced over her exposed stomach.