CHAPTER 61 - Just a tension reliever

  Lamia

  

  “Fuck me, Alpha!” I whispered, and that was all it took.

  He growled low and deep before capturing my lips in a hungry and bruising kiss, only pulling away when his hands travelled under my shirt and lifted it from my head. Once gone, he returned his mouth to mine, plunging his tongue in and tasting me. I met him stroke for stroke, as I moaned into the bruising kiss and let my free hand run up his naked chest while the other gripped his hair tightly, pulling him to me hard.

  He lifted me by the ass and my legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, his eager lips trailing down my jaw to my collar bone, softly nipping at the skin and finally reaching the hardened bud of my nipple. I gasped when he took the peak into his mouth and sucked. Biting and sucking hard, the pinch of pain only heightened the pleasure and had my pussy weeping.