Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195: I Want ToTaste You

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Chapter 195

~Zara’s POV~

Snow’s lips pressed against mine once more, his hands trailing down my hips before sliding behind and grasping my thighs. In one swift motion, he lifted me effortlessly.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as his body pinned mine against the wall. We were both soaking wet, the water cascading over us as we continued kissing passionately, our tongues tangling together in a battle for dominance.

Snow’s hands moved up and down my body, his touch gentle but urgent. He broke the kiss, moving his lips to my neck and then my collarbone, his teeth grazing my skin.

My head fell back against the wall, a soft moan escaping me as pleasure shot through me. I dug my nails into his shoulders, clinging to him like a lifeline.

He groaned against my skin, the vibrations sending another wave of heat through me. His hands grasped my hips, his touch rougher than usual, and when he ground his hips against mine, I could feel the fullness of his arousal.

"Snow," I gasped, arching against him.

He growled, the sound rumbling in his chest as he nipped at the sensitive skin below my ear. His hips moved in slow circles, teasing me as his hardness pressed against my core through my dress and panties.

"You’re mine, Zara," he whispered, his voice husky with need. "Mine and no one else’s."

"Yes," I breathed, unable to form a coherent sentence.

The pleasure was overwhelming; the sensation of him pressing against me was almost too much to bear.

He moved his hands under the fabric of my dress, his fingers brushing against the thin layer of fabric between my legs.

The pressure was just enough to make me crave more. My hips rocked against him, my body seeking the friction I desperately needed.

"Snow," I whimpered, my voice hoarse. "Please."

He didn’t need to be told twice.

With one hand still grasping my hip, he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and tugged, the fabric ripping easily.

His lips crashed into mine once more, our tongues entwining in a passionate embrace as his length pressed against me.

I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer.

His grip tightened, his teeth grazing my bottom lip. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low.

"Yes," I whispered, "but first, I want to taste you."

My words may have shocked the living daylights out of him as his eyes widened, his pupils dilating and Glacier growled in response.

Good. That was all I wanted and needed at this point—them.

I made him place me down, the coldness of the tiled floor hitting me, but I didn’t let it show as I got on my knees, the water still pouring over us.

"Zara," he whispered, his voice raspy. "You don’t have to do this."

I ignored him, grasping his length in my hand. I stroked him slowly, my fingers moving along his smooth shaft.

He hissed, his head falling back against the wall as he braced himself against it. "Fuck," he breathed.