SEX AND SINS: The Alpha's Forbidden Claim
There’s some mystical force pulling us together, strings tugged by something deeper than reason, something primal.
My moan echoes through the darkness as I grip him hard, stroking, caressing his body. He groans, burying his face in my neck, trembling like he’s barely holding on. The need in him is too intense—he’s lost control, and I’m right there with him. The overpowering aura surrounding him scrambles my senses, turning my mind to fog. I see the edges of my vision whitening, my eyes fluttering uncontrollably. I am no longer myself. It feels like possession, like a surge of something ancient and insatiable coursing through my veins, amplifying everything tenfold beyond even the cruel grip