She had gasped when his hand landed on her hip, and he pulled her. Her butt slid along the edge of the desk till she was standing in between his hands. His hands went flat against the smooth desk, and his nose went to her neck. She had froze for a moment and then blushed but then calmed. He was smelling her, she knew why; she was familiar, safe to him like he was to her. She grabbed his shirt as he leaned his nose more into her. She then found herself sitting on his desk and him between her legs.
"Kyra," He said lazily,
"Um, yes?"
"I am in pain." His dull, dare she say tried voice spoke,
That was a lot to admit she knew. Alphas did not show weakness, or tell you about them, ever.
"In pain?" She questioned,
He pushed and pressed himself against her leg; she gasped, she knew instantly what he meant, and she became heated.
His nose pushed up her cheek and then pulled back to look at her. She was pure, untouched, untouched by man and powerful, she was almost like him, even though he had been touched, he was untouchable, but right now he didn't want to be.
"You are untouched, and I am untouchable; we should enter into an agreement."
"An agreement?" She asked slowly,
"Yes."
"What kind?"
"A sexual one," He stated without hesitation, confident.