Chapter 9

It was strange for her to be so close to an unfamiliar man, to have him touching her in this way. It was not like being touched by anyone else. His hands slid over her body as if she were an immaculately crafted ornament, seeking out the fine details to make them more real through his touch. He tilted her head back and pulled her in with an arm around her waist, bringing his lips to hers for a kiss.

Netya expected the same soft warmth she remembered from Layon’s kiss, closing her eyes and opening her mouth gently to savor the soft feeling of the alpha’s mouth against her own. Instead of giving her gentle pleasure, he took her breath away.

The alpha’s firm grip tightened around her hips, the hand on the back of her head steadying her as he kissed her hard and deep, his tongue plunging into her mouth and curling around hers, bearing down with passion and power.

Netya’s whole body tightened as she found herself crushed against his broad chest, putting up her hands to