[Raven]
Without wasting another second, he ran his hand up her waist, claiming her lips in a fervor that was proof of how badly he had held himself back, giving her the control.
Xanthea’s soft gasps turned into moans and heavy pants as he lifted her off her feet and made her sit on the bike sideways. He didn’t have to force anything; her body was melting at his mere touch. She parted her legs. Her slim fingers running desperately from under his ear to his nape, into his hair.
With his free hand, he undid his belt and unzipped his pants.
“Ah! Alpha…” Her fingers curled into a fist around his hair as he plunged inside her.
Xanthea’s eyes were shut, her face wrinkling in a wince as he began thrusting in and out.
Asher gently stroked the tear off Xanthea’s cheek as he asked, “are you
