Now open up for me, doctor,” Draven’s deep voice commands, his eyes a crimson red as his temples twitch with veins, his jaw slack, and his eyes far gone with lust.
And Myra felt sucked in and enthralled by his brutal prowess; her body did not fight with his words or hands that traced up her lips as she opened up her lips.
Myra's body heats, feeling the heaviness of his girth and the manly musk of his c**k that had her core heating up and the folds between her legs clenching.
She shivered, recalling the first time she'd done this to him in the moving caves under the mountain, how he was railed by lust and his feral need, but this wasn’t just a drive; it was a f*****g need.
A need to possess her, he hissed, feeling the warm carven of her mouth and tongue had the alpha humming in pleasure
