Chapter 17. Possessive Alpha

"You've yet to provide a satisfactory response to my query," he remarks, his breathing still uneven as he maintained his position over her.

"Was that fuck not good enough to make you say yes?" Blaze inquires, a note of exasperation creeping into his voice.

"No, it wasn't!" Astrid's words are tinged with deception, her teeth capturing her lower lip in a deliberate gesture. 

Naturally, Astrid's statement held an unmistakable untruth, for the hot sex in question transcended all expectations, leaving an indelible mark etched in the recesses of her mind. The warmth of his softened member pressed intimately against her pussy. 

"You liar!" With a lighthearted demeanor, Blaze retorts.

His lips became a trail of tender caresses as they mapped a path along the delicate curve of her neck, while his fingers embarked on an expedition, gliding across her abdomen. 

In this tender exploration, a mischievous intent lurked beneath his touch, rousing