Yara's POV

I could feel the heat radiating off Alpha Malachi's body as he pressed me against the wall of his bedroom, his lips claiming mine in a brutal, demanding kiss. His hands were everywhere, roaming my body with a sense of ownership that made my skin prickle with goosebumps. He palmed my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress, squeezing them roughly before moving down to grip my ass, pulling me closer to him.

"Kiss me harder," he commanded, his voice a low growl in my ear. I obeyed and crushed my lips against his, and our teeth clashed as the kiss turned savage. He nipped at my...