SOLD TO THE SEX ALPHAS 4

MADELINE

Lucien’s cock pressed against my lips, hot and heavy, pulsing with need. My lips trembled. I had never done this before. Never even touched a man like this.

“Open,” he growled, his voice sharp with command. “Be a good little lamb for Daddy.”

Tears blurred my vision as I parted my lips. The blunt, slick head slid against my tongue, and the salty taste hit me instantly. My throat bobbed in panic, but his hand fisted in my hair, holding me ...