~ Rosette~
His voice came, whispering into my ears.
“Rosette…”
The huskiness of his voice, rough, steady.
Each breath rolled out in a calm baritone, heavy with control.
The tension in the word, the way it vibrated in his chest before it reached the air.
It got me undone in seconds.
It got me dripping in my own wetness all over again.
Waiting.
Hoping.
Pleading like a slut.
Begging.
To be f****d.
Right here. Right now.
Across this bathroom floor. In the shower as water pours down our hot, breathless bodies. Or in the freaking jacuzzi across the room, soaked in love, drowning in our own fire.
I could only clamp my brains on all the sweetest moments. The way the alpha knelt before me. He f*****g knelt like he was worshiping a divine greek goddess. The way he drank from m
