Borderline Heat Part 2
Luke chased her through the moonlit neutral woods, his rut blazing like wildfire. Lilian ran ahead, heat-crazed, laughing wildly, her torn dress flapping as she darted between trees. Her slick trailed down her thighs, scent driving him insane.
“Catch me if you can, ruthless Alpha!” she taunted over her shoulder.
He roared and closed the gap in three powerful strides, slamming her against a thick oak. “You little tease. Running from my c**k only makes me want to breed you harder.”
Lilian spun in his grip, shoving him back before dropping to her knees. She yanked his pants down and swallowed his massive, leaking c**k to the back of her throat in one greedy motion. “Mmm… give it to me,” she mumbled around his girth, sucking hard and sloppy.
“f**k!” Luke fisted her
