"HMM..." A SOFT moan escaped from Milena's lips as soon as Alpha Angelov took the distance between them and crashed his lips on hers. It was deep and an aggressive kiss that Milena was somehow getting lost and suddenly didn't know how to respond properly.
His lips were so fast in conquering her lips that she unconsciously took a step back until she felt the coldness of the wall on her back. He's nipping and chewing her lower lip as if he's letting out all his frustration there.
"A-Alpha..." Milena uttered a bit as soon as he let go of her lips. But then it was just short lived. He then kissed her again with his tongue this time and inserted it in her mouth as his other hand raked on her hair, pulling it a bit. His other hand travelled down and held her hips, guiding her femininity to brush against his hardness that's still clothed.