His fingers brushed up my thigh, and my breath hitched.
He lifted my hem, revealing the white lace panties that I was required to wear, his finger tracing the lace trimming as my eyes fluttered closed, my
skin on fire where he touched.
My heart raced. I had no idea why I was reacting so strongly, but it made the idea of getting naked with the Alpha that much more exciting.
* * *
Kamala was a feisty virgin human, selected as one of the girls offered to the Alphas on the night of the blood moon. Things gets complicated as Kamala have all the three Alphas to herself and one night is not enough for her.
What happens when she returns to her village and no man claims her on the mating ceremony knowing she has been marked by the Alphas? Will the Alphas come back to claim her and satisfy her forbidden pleasures?