Contracted Mate To Alpha Konan
My thumbs rolled over her taut nipples, watching them pebble under my touch.
Then, I lowered my head.
The first flick of my tongue against her nipples sent shivers through her body.
"Alpha Konan—"
I shut her up with my mouth, sucking, grazing, teasing—drawing out the pleasure until she was squirming beneath me.
My other hand kneaded the other breast, pinching at it, softly.
Her hands roamed my body, her body too, arching, as I devoured her.
I pulled back enough to meet her gaze, my lips planting soft kisses on the valley between her breasts.