The Alpha's Omega
And yet, the expression lingers—a flicker of hope still dancing in her pearly eyes, as if willing me to cave, to give her what she wants.
Most might be put off by such a girlish attempt at manipulation. Me? I welcome it.
Anything to make this fleeting moment of freedom last just a little longer.
"Anything else for you, Alpha?" she murmurs, a playful lilt in her voice.
I smirk, my grip tightening as I effortlessly flip her onto her back, pressing her delicate frame beneath me. Her breath hitches, eyes shimmering with unrestrained excitement as my lips trail along the curve of her neck, savoring the heat of her skin.