Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Val’s Pleasures

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Chapter 338

~Zara’s POV~

"You’re a dork," I giggled.

"Your dork."

"That, you are."

With a quick push, he opened the flap and entered the tent.

The tent was simple but beautiful. I had it arranged that way—a king-sized bed, a couple of chairs, a table, and a small stove.

A warm glow from the lamps spread around the tent, creating a romantic ambience.

"This is amazing, Zara. You did all of this for us?"

"Do you like it?"

"Like? I love it."

"Then yes, all for us."

Snow’s lips crashed against mine as he set me down on my feet.

"Thank you," he murmured, his voice laced with raw emotion.

"It was nothing," I blushed, tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

"Zara, this is a lot," he insisted. "No one’s ever done something like this for me."

"And they better not," I replied, teasing.

Snow chuckled, a wide grin lighting up his face.

I had never seen him smile so much. It made him seem years younger and carefree.

He deserved this.

"Now," I said, my fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt, "shall we get on with the celebration?"

"Which of the celebrations are we talking about? The part were we eat or the part where I take off your clothes to eat you out and make love to you all night long? Hmm?"

I smiled at him, my fingers tracing the outline of his abs.

"I can do both."

"Can you, now?" he challenged, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, but I prefer the last one," I confessed, biting my lip.

Snow’s eyes darkened with hunger.

"I’d rather do that too."

Before I could speak, Snow leaned forward and captured my mouth, his lips moving hungrily against mine, and I moaned, my body already reacting to his touch.

My hands flew to his shoulders, my fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt.

"Take this off," I breathed, pulling away for a moment.

"As you wish."

The next second, his shirt was gone, discarded somewhere on the floor, and his bare chest was exposed, his skin smooth and warm beneath my fingers.

"Now, that’s more like it."

He flashed me a playful grin, then dipped his head down and trailed a line of kisses along my neck, stopping at the crook of my shoulder.

My back arched, my body aching to be closer to him.

I was lost in the sensation, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped from my lips.

"God, you’re beautiful," Snow murmured, and his warm mouth trailed against my skin.

"And you’re wearing too many clothes," I teased, my hand reaching for the zipper of his pants.

"Let’s change that, shall we?" he countered in a low voice.

With a swift movement, Snow lifted the hem of my dress, sliding it off over my head and tossing it to the side.