The Beta's Blind Date
His hands grab my ass and grind my hips into him, his fingertips tracing over my pussy, teasing my entrance, making me moan into his mouth and my pussy clench, aching to be filled by him.
The torn shirt leaves his body, my hands gliding over the sculpted, tatted muscles of his abdomen and chest, my lips leaving his mouth only to pull the shirt over his head. As soon as his lips come back into view, our mouths are joined again, twisting and tasting and nipping at each other with desperate need.
“I, Taryn Mackenzie Campbell,” I say between our kisses, my lips still hovering over his as I speak. “Accept you, Reid Stephen Thomas, as my mate, my love, my beta.”