Ivory
"Hold your legs open, little slut."
I trembled all over, my face flushed and my hands shaking as I gripped my legs and pushed them apart.
I couldn't see his face properly, but I knew who he was. That voice, that scent, it was him.
Auden.
'Our Alpha.' A voice within me whimpered.
He was looming over me, dark, powerful and domineering. So much heat was emitting off him and it was almost searing, making me struggle to breathe.
He growled as his eyes feasted on the spot between my legs and I mewled, aching off the bed when he reached down to flick a thumb over my nipple.
"You're mine, little rose. Mine to ruin, mine to devour and mine to fuck my knot into." His voice was a low, commanding timbre that had me gasping, my eyes fluttering when his thumb moved off from my nipple to trail lower, all the way to the spot between my legs.
"O- oh fuck." I cried, arching into his featherlight touch and feeling all my senses come undone.
