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“Alpha!” she moans as her entire body tenses.
The wolf bites her just above the little spot, but it’s enough to make the heat pool between her legs like it always does whenever the alpha touches her there. Her hips push up into him, and she feels the alpha’s hard length hanging heavy between them.
“Baby,” the chocolate wolf growls. “Tell me what you want.”
And there’s just so much she wants that she doesn’t know how to tell the alpha, so she just says—
“You,” she shudders.
“You’re going to have to be more specific than that, pup,” the alpha growls as he pushes himself down into her. “I have a lot I could give you.”
“Want to feel you again,” she growls. “Smell like you again. Belong to you.”
“f**k, pup,” the alpha moans as his hips softly start to thrust. “I want you, too. Want
