Between us

His lips were soft, his touch incandescent as the tender yet fiery kiss made me dizzy.

I felt my alpha's hands go over the elastic of my pajama shorts and I moaned into the kiss. He bit my lip lightly as my mind seemed to get lost in the blur of his touch.

My mind drifted away for a moment projecting me back two years. It was at the beach and my alpha's kiss reminded me of Greg's. They were the same and gave me the same sensations.

It was so disturbing that I stopped abruptly and frowned. How could the two men have the same way of kissing?

Not that I've kissed multiple boys, no, my alpha is the third guy I've kissed. But I'm still lucid enough to remember the feel of Greg's lips on mine. So I can differentiate his way of kissing from that of Chad and now my alpha.

And the more the latter kisses me, the more I feel it in the depths of my mind, this way of kissing, of touching me, it's exactly like Greg's.

I felt my neck being held firmly, not abruptly because my alpha's gestures remain