Alpha's Secret Mate
I rolled my hips down, dragging against his c*ck.
Sebastian curled, cursing into the crook of my neck. "Stuffed tight in me, stretching me wide. I want you to c*m, to fill me so deeply, so richly, that it stains my hosiery white. I want that of you, Prince Sebastian of the Obsidian Moon pack."
"By the dark pits of Tartarus, you will be the death of me, sweet one! Come here, do not make me beg again."