Her Fated Alphas
“Tell me your name.”
“Ragnar,” Ragnar said. He gasped a little because of the passion, printing kisses from her neck to her shoulder. Elena couldn’t help but moan. It was her first time with a man other than Cory. But it felt right and comfortable. She slipped her hand under his shirt to help him get undressed. But before it could go any further, he broke it away from her.
“You need to recover,” he said, retreating back to the floor, and then went out of the door.