Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Intimate Desires

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Chapter 64

~Zara’s POV~

Snow kissed me, and the rest of the world seemed to disappear. All I could feel was his lips on mine, his hands on my body, the heat of his skin against mine.

The kiss deepened, and I melted into him. My hands slipped beneath his shirt, trailing over the hard planes of his chest, exploring every inch of him.

Snow growled, his hand gripping my waist possessively as his kisses grew rougher and more demanding.

Astrid eagerly let out her aura, wanting to unite herself with Glacier in a way no man had ever done.

His tongue slid along my lower lip, and I parted my lips, letting him in. His taste was intoxicating, and I lost myself to all of him.

The kiss became desperate, feverish as if neither of us could get enough. We clung to each other, bodies pressed together, breaths mingling.

It was everything I’d ever dreamed of and more.

My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing more—needing him everywhere.

His growl rumbled through my chest, vibrating against me, and I shuddered, every inch of my skin on fire.

His hands roamed down my body as if he needed to memorize every curve. My breath hitched when his fingers slipped beneath my dress, grazing the sensitive skin of my thighs.

The light touch sent a jolt through me, making my body arch toward him.

"Aaummm..." I moaned into his mouth, his fingers trailing over the curves of my hips, dipping lower, teasing along the edges of my underwear.

"Snow..." My voice was ragged, filled with need and desire. "Take me."

He pulled back for a moment, his dark eyes locking with mine, and the intensity in them made my pulse race.

His lips found the curve of my neck, biting gently, making me gasp. His touch wasn’t just about lust—it was a promise, a vow I felt in every kiss, every graze of his teeth.

As his lips travelled down my throat, the sensation left me trembling, my heart pounding in time with the fever building inside me.

Suddenly, I heard the rip of fabric, and a shocked gasp escaped me. My panties were gone. Snow’s wicked grin curled against my neck as his fingers slid between my folds, finding me already slick with need.

I bit back the urge to moan out and beg him to take me. But Snow knew what he was doing.

His touch was slow, deliberate, and teasing, and it drove me mad. My hips bucked toward him involuntarily, my body begging for more.

"You want this?" Snow asked in a low, husky voice, making my stomach flip.

"Yes," I breathed, my fingers tightening in his shirt. "I need you."

Snow chuckled softly, his thumb brushing against my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.

I bit down on my lip, trying to hold back another moan, but Snow’s hand slid to my jaw, tilting my face toward his. "Let me hear you," he whispered against my lips, his eyes locked on mine.

And then I couldn’t hold back. A whimper escaped me, my body arching under his relentless touch.

Snow’s fingers moved with agonising precision, and I clung to him, every muscle in my body tight, waiting—yearning for release.

His lips returned to mine, capturing my moans while his hungry kiss devoured my lips. I needed him more—needed him inside me.