Hana's POV
Then his mouth grazed against the sensitive flesh of my neck, and I couldn't suppress the tender moan that slipped out from me.
"Alpha." I whispered, my voice shaking.
I had wanted this—for him—for so long. Each restless night, each waking moment was spent fantasizing about how it would be when he finally came for me. When he would find me, take me, and devour me like he alone could. My fantasies had never accurately represented the passion in his kiss or the way my body would react to him like it had been designed to his alone.
"Alpha," I breathed again, this time with more desperation, as his fingers pulled at my clothing with an urgency that caused my skin to prickle. He was in a hurry, but so was I. Each second was an age. He tore the final shreds of fabric away before h
