King
With Alyssa's name freshly etched across my chest, the need to claim her thrums in my veins, primal and relentless.
I know I should be careful. She's carrying our seed now, but that thought only stokes the fire. Alyssa can take whatever the f**k I give her—and right now, she needs it. She needs me.
I've stayed away too long, listening to Niko's bullshit about giving her space. I only went along with it because after what she's been through, I didn't want to make it worse somehow, but look where that got us. She started thinking that we didn't want her. That stops now.
We're doing s**t my way.
She's sitting in my lap now, her body pressed against mine, and the scent of her arousal hits me like a drug. Her body is begging without words. My little goddess loves seeing her name b
