Having her back pushed up against the door with her legs accepting Kris against her core had Renee drowning in promises. He didn’t have to say a word. She’d go, guided by his scent alone.
Privacy? Fine.
“Left, then…” she trailed, as if it took all of her being to speak.
It did, in a way. Thinking about anything but him became painfully difficult. Sorting through what she knew up until this moment faded away, blocked by the present. Blocked by him. Her Alpha. The one that came to find her.
Never did that word ever bring her peace… but held here, by him, his size alone began to feel like her shelter. Renee folded herself against him, allowing him more of her. Her head resting once more against his thick collar. Her hands cascading once more down his chest to find his waist as he push
