Contd
Alpha King Dimitrio.
“No one must—”
“Must hear us? That is up to you, Melissa.” I say, ending her sentence and taking off my belt at the same time. I begin to loosen my pants. The sound of fabric shifting is amplified in the stillness of the room. On the other hand, Melissa goes to the bed and she begins to watch me. She knows what it means when I need to have my desires met. Her chest is rising and falling with rapid breaths even when we have crossed the tiers of intimacy several times.
The dim light in the room plays over my features and casts shadows that accentuated the sharp angles of my face, darkening the hue of my eyes which is a portal to a depth of desire that is almost tangible
With my pants finally loosened, my movements slows.
“Open your legs.” I mutter and she bl
