Alpha King Cyrus absolutely know how to dress to impress.

   "Well?" I asked him, slightly nervous. "How do I look?"

   "You look like a Goddess."

   I beamed at him. "You look like the Alpha King you are. No trace of that childish Cyrus I was once friends with when I was a child."

I launched forward and pressed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring him closer. He grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap, holding me like he would never let me go. I lifted one hand up through his hair as he bit my lower lip.

 The kiss was sensual, sizzling,...