Armand pulled away from the kiss and lifted Sean off of his lap as he eased them out of the chair. “I need to give you an explanation.”
“Yes, I think you do, although your kisses are a soul-searing distraction.”
Armand laughed and pulled Sean closer into the curve of his arm.
“Do I call you Alpha?” Sean asked.
“No, my love, you can call me anything you like,” a smiling Armand answered.
“Well, tell me what I need to know so we can get back to the good stuff,” Sean said placing his hand under Armand’s shirt and twirling his fingers through his soft chest hair.
“If you keep that up, I’ll never get to the explanation.” Armand’s eyes were black with passion. “My wolf will come out and mate you here in the study and I’m old fashioned enough to want to be wed before we bed.”
“I’ll just rest my hand there if you don’t mind. I like your skin exposed to my touch.”
“My little Omega is feisty.” Armand laved at a spot on Sean’s neck that drove him crazy with desire.