SEX AND SINS: The Alpha's Forbidden Claim
Excel Arthurmy heart is burningmy heart burns there tooevery inch of me is full of painin your heart shall burn
She is everything—every fantasy, every craving, every desire wrapped into one unbearable reality that I cannot escape.
And those breasts—fuck. I can’t stop my hands from caressing them, kneading the soft flesh with a hunger I have never known before. Desire pours through me like molten steel, heavier and hotter than anything I thought possible.
Normally, sex is just a game to me. A pastime. A delicious distraction. I take women, fuck them hard, relish in their screams, and then I let go. I forget their names, their faces, their voices, everything. They never linger in my mind longer than it takes me to button my shirt.