Morgana’s POVHis brows raise. Just an inch, not enough to let me know what he’s thinking, just enough to let me know he’s amused.“You?” He asks, his eyes bearing down on me with physical weight.I swallow my nerves. Goodness, I’ve never done anything like this before! Oh Goddess, give me strength.“Yes, daddy…”Alpha Dante’s eyes scan me from top to bottom. His gaze is heavy, leaving a trail of fire all over my skin. I suck in a sharp breath, my hands frozen over his thighs.“Get up.” He orders.“W-what?” The word punches out of my lungs. “I…I don’t understand,”He leans in, the heat from his body slamming into me, his scent coils around my neck like a boa and I press my thighs together. The cold tiles now feel burning, compared to his body. Just when I think it can’t get any hotter, he reaches out, gripping my chin hard and tilting my head up to meet his eyes.“Morgana,” he starts.Shivers run down my spine. He way he says my name…fuck.“Alpha,” I reply, breathless.“I had no idea
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