His fingers traced my entrance, igniting sparks under my skin. Every nerve seemed to come alive as the tip of his finger pressed against me, the sensation more than I had prepared for. My body responded before my mind could catch up, my hips shifting forward on instinct, seeking more of the friction he so expertly withheld.
Alpha Evon’s gaze burned into mine, his control evident in the way he toyed with me, his lips curling into a slight, knowing smile.
"Evon…" I managed, my voice breathy, shaky. I wasn’t sure if I was pleading for more or for him to stop before I completely unraveled.
His smile deepened, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes as he leaned in, his breath ghosting over my lips. “What is it, Ayra?” His tone was low, teasing. “Are you done pretending you don’t know what you’re
