Alpha Arthur;
I already know what is going on with her. I can tell what she is craving, but I want her to speak the words. I want to hear her tender voice ask me for it, giving me full permission.
I'm also dying within me to have her, but I want her to invite me in. That will make this moment more memorable for us. Something we will never forget.
I lean forward in her, my eyes fixed on her lips, “Tell me, Elara, what do you want? Just say it. Name it,” my c**k twitching in my pants.
Her lips part to speak, but her words stop dead in her throat. She pivots her face away from me, trying to avoid eye contact with me.
I rest my palm on her burning cheek, gently, I bring her face back to me. “I hate it when you run away from me. You make me feel like I'm a beast. I'm no beast, Elara, an
