Nicole
I tugged down harder on my dress, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of dignity.
"Wait... you promised..." I gasped, turning my head away from Alpha Damien 's whiskey-flavored kiss that threatened to consume me entirely.
Alpha Damien let out a low, dangerous chuckle as his knee forcefully parted my trembling thighs. "Can't wait," his voice was barely recognizable, rough with desire. "You're this wet and expect me to wait?"
He yanked at the strap of my silk, the sound of tearing fabric unnervingly loud in the quiet room.
I sucked in a sharp breath as his burning lips found my collarbone, leaving a trail of fire that sent shivers racing down my spine.
The bastard had solemnly promised just two days ago that he'd give me two weeks to prepare for this.
