Meadow’s POV:

His “fuck” was a silent one this time. Barely above a whisper. The next thing I heard was the sound of his belt being unbuckled, and I held my breath in anticipation, my heart pounding against my ribcage.

Alaric’s fingers trailed up from my spine all the way to my hair, and then he pulled out the tie, releasing it from the ponytail I had on all day.

Impatiently, I pushed backward, inhaling sharply when I felt the head of his cock against my slit. He was already naked. ...