Rebel Luna
The alpha sets her down on the floor, and she sways a little; her legs feel like noodles, and her head is a ridiculous mix of pleasure and confusion.
“You are the only valuable and significant thing I have, my love.” Connor kneels in front of her and, using his hands, spreads her legs to position himself between them while holding her firmly. “Look, Selene, here is the alpha of the Redwood Wolves, in front of you, kneeling, begging for a taste of you, longing to lose himself in your paradise.”