Alpha's Rogue Mate
I bit my lip because I shouldn’t have said that.
“You aren’t ready, Natasha,” he said in a breathy and strained voice.
Apollo started thrusting as he felt the spasm of my muscles. Suddenly, he stilled, his neck muscles cording. “I will never leave you, never let you leave me, Natasha!” he said with a clenched jaw. “You. Are. Mine.” He tipped his head up and then roared as his seeds spurted inside me. “Mine!” His hips surged inside me with an uncontrollable rage, pumping arc upon arc, scorching seeds. Pouring over and over and over until he filled me. And once he was done, he slumped over me. “Natasha,” he moaned, as if worshiping me. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed thank-you kisses
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