~Lyra~
“Come here, kitten.”
The second those words rolled out of his mouth, slow and deep and thick with that Alpha growl he knows drives me insane, my thighs clenched so hard I swear I saw stars for a second.
My entire body responded instantly. My breath caught, my n*****s tightened against his shirt, and my p***y? My p***y pulsed like it had just been called by name.
But I didn’t move.
Oh, no.
I didn’t f*****g move an inch.
Instead, I stood there in the middle of the room, barefoot and flushed and soaked with the aftershock of war and lust and pride, and I stared at him with a smile on my face that was far too sweet to be innocent.
“You want me to come to you?” I asked, letting the words drag out of my mouth like honey over a blade. “Just like that? After everything I just did?
