Alarik leaned into me and whispered, "eyes on me, babygirl." My eyes snapped to his.
"Do you have anything you want to talk about, Alpha?" I asked.
"No, I don't. Can't I ask for attention from my mate?" He leaned on his palm and half turned to me as he spoke.
"I'm not your mate," I deadpanned.
"Then how do you explain this," his hand was suddenly on my thighs, stroking me affectionately. The sparks that his touch left of my skin were addicting.
"You have no idea how much control it takes to restrain myself," his eyes glowed in lust as his eyes traveled to my cleavage.
"How much?" I must have lost my mind for a second when I boldly placed my hands on his bulge.
His eyes darkened visibly while his hand tightened around my thighs.
I might have totally lost it because I found myself
