ARIA
Kael had me against the door thirty minutes before the Council meeting with his hand over my mouth and his body pressed hard enough against mine that I felt every point of contact like a brand.
"You need to be quiet," he said against my ear. "Guards are right outside and we don't have time for explanations about why the Alpha King is fucking his mate instead of preparing for a Council session."
I bit his palm lightly and felt him smile against my neck before his other hand slid under my dress and found exactly where I needed him most, no preamble, no slow buildup, just immediate pressure that made my knees try to buckle.
