Chapter 62

• Chapter Sixty Five
• He scoops me up in his arms and I wrap my arms and legs around him, my pussy instantly wet as his hand squeezes my bottom. I cling to him as he pushes the dessert plates to the side, clearing space to lay me on the table.
• He pulls my shirt over my head, his mouth claiming my shoulder, my neck, my breast. As he takes off my pants, Alpha Harry and Alpha Ian lean in from both sides of the table, removing my bra and staking their own claims.