SEX AND SINS: The Alpha's Forbidden Claim
It’s much, *much* wetter than before, a lewd, visceral symphony that reverberates through every fiber of my being, making it all the more overwhelming, all the more intensely forbidden.
This symphony of sensation, this rising tide of raw, carnal noise, is increasing the pleasure to an almost unbearable degree. It’s increasing the sensation, sharpening every nerve ending, heightening the forbidden intensity of everything that is going on right now. God, I know this is wrong. My conscience, a faint whisper in the back of my mind, screams that this is so fucking wrong, a transgression against everything I know. But I can’t help it, I really can’t. The fact, God, the sheer, undeniable forbidden