Alora’s POV

A growl escaped from Morgan, who had latched onto his favorite spot on my neck, the area between my throat and my collarbone. 

I sucked in a ragged breath, and swallowed a moan.

He adjusted me in his laps, the movement intensifying the heat in my groin. I could feel his arousal poking me and threatening to burst out. I felt my body shudder at the anticipation building between us. 

Then his eyes traveled to my lips before crashing his lips on mine. He held the sides of my neck, ...