Kira POV
"Can I drink your juices tonight?" Alex asks me, while holding my chin between his thumb and index finger. I swallow audibly and I can feel my juices dripping from his brazen question.
Alex takes a step forward and sniffs the air. I know that he can smell my arousal, as he eyes flash obsidian. "You better be careful little mate. You smell good enough to eat, right now in front of all these people."
I bite my lip to suppress the moan that is building in my throat. Unable to find my voice, I nod at Alex. His face breaks out into a grin, before he takes my hand and hurries us out the building.
As we enter the night air, I shiver slightly. Alex notices immediately and takes his tuxedo jacket off before placing it on my arms. "Here baby, I don't want you to be cold." Before I get a chance to protest, Alex has swooped me into his arms and begins moving hastily through the woods toward the pack house.