Favorite Sin 106

Oh, my God.

The second he said that-“Beg me, kitten“-I swear I nearly care. No, like, actually. My knees wobbled. My throat went dry. My p***y clenched around nothing so hard I whimpered out loud, and not in some fake girly way. It was raw. Desperate. Real.

Because f**k, do you know what it does to a girl when an Alpha says that with his mouth brushing your ear

and his hand still wrapped tight around your throat like he’s deciding whether to kiss you or kill you?

And when that Alpha is your best friend’s father?

When his blood is still on his shirt and the echo of his slap is still in the walls?