GWEN
“Alpha,” I whispered, voice breathless.
I wanted him, just as much as he wanted me.
He looked down at me, tortured heat burning in his black gaze.
I rose onto my toes, pressing my naked body against his sweat- dampened chest. The feel of him, solid and trembling, sent waves of need cascading through me.
I slid my fingers into his thick hair and drew his head down, my lips brushing his in a kiss that started off soft and reverent, but quickly deepened, my body arching closer.
A deep growl rumbled from his throat, and then he took complete control of the kiss. It was raw, hungry and rough.
I took his hand, my fingers trembling with hunger, with a need I didn't know I could feel, and guided it down between my thighs, until his rough palm met the sleek needy heat of my core.
