The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman
He shoved my shirt up roughly, yanking it over my head and tossing it aside.
My full breasts spilled free into the cool air when he undid my bandages around my chest, nipples already tight and aching.
“Fuck, these tits,” he groaned. His large, rough palm cupped one breast, squeezing it firmly while his mouth descended on the other. He sucked my nipple hard, tongue swirling around the sensitive peak before his teeth grazed it sharply.
I cried out, arching into his mouth. He switched sides, sucking the other nipple with wet, obscene sounds, biting just hard enough to send sparks of pleasure-pain straight to my clit.
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