And in the next second, she could feel the sofa behind her back, as he laid her down.
Dalton didn't wait long, he groaned impatiently when he stumbled with her buttoned shirt, which made Meera giggled.
"Don't wear this shirt again," Dalton growled. He couldn't tear the shirt because Meera wouldn't have anything to wear after this, which made him even more frustrated.
Meera was wearing button shirt and jeans that was hard to remove without tearing it up and Dalton was being impatient with this.
"You can't tear this shirt, alpha, I will be naked if you do that," Meera reminded him playfully, which made Dalton growled again. He kissed his mark on her neck and licked her skin, which wiped off her smile as she elicited a moan.
Dalton put his hand over her chest and squeezed it gently, which made Meera's breath became ragged and she tried to tug his shirt as well. She wanted him.
