Royal Alpha Roar.
Yes, crucify me.
Taunt me all you want.
I did it again and I do not regret it. I do not regret kissing her. I do not regret taking her with all of my strength, letting my lips find definition on her face. If she ever allowed me, I would break conduct and let my mouth worship her in consummation—ways that would leave no part of her untouched by my devotion.
While I bound myself in her, I got drunk by the scent of her skin. They were roses. I took every moan that came from her mouth with reverence. I do not regret asking her to cross all boundaries, to meet me where I’ve already stepped far beyond the line. Perhaps, I thought, in the dead of night, regret might find me. But it didn’t. Night came and went, and still, I felt nothing but a fierce pride for what we have d
