The Alpha's Dragon
she breathed, her voice a low growl, “Show me your desire.”
Crume’s mouth descended, hot and wet, claiming her lips. His tongue, thick and insistent, plunged into her mouth, a primal invasion. She met it, her own tongue dancing with his, tasting the musky scent of his desire. His teeth scraped lightly against hers, a thrilling edge of pain.
Meanwhile, Moose’s hands were everywhere, kneading her buttocks, squeezing the firm flesh until she moaned. He lifted her higher, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Her clit, already throbbing, pressed against his hard abdomen.
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