CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING
The egg pulsed faintly with my heartbeat, driving me insane.
He leaned in, lips near my ear. “You’re doing so well, baby.”
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my face calm. “It’s… a lot.”
His hand slid lower on my waist, fingers pressing just enough to make me feel him. Then I saw it—his free hand slipping casually into his pocket.
My eyes widened. “Damien… no—”
He pressed the button.
The egg burst to life inside me.
A sharp, relentless vibration hit every sensitive spot at once. I gasped, stumbling forward, my forehead falling against his chest as my legs nearly gave out.