Abandoned While Pregnant, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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Chapter 159

My mind was still spinning from last night–it was pure joy being with him, every moment utterly electrifying.

I slowly got up, washed up, and stepped out of the bedroom. The large wooden dining table in the dining room was already se with a lavish lunch. Hebert was dressed in a sharp charcoal-gray shirt, the sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his toned forearms. His sapphire-like eyes rested on me with a gentle gaze.

“Good afternoon, Ashley,” he said, his voice rich and smooth, carrying a deep resonance that felt almost tangible in the air.

After we finished the beautifully prepared lunch, he took my hand and led me to an expansive private airstrip. A sleek private stood there, its polished body proudly displaying the Bloodmoon Pack’s emblem.

“What are you up to, Hebert?” I asked, my eyes wide with surprise, the sheer disbelief making my breath quicken.

“I’ve put together a detailed plan,” he said, bowing slightly to place a soft kiss on the back of my hand. “I promised you, Ashle anything you dream of doing, I’ll be right there with you. We’re going diving.”

I nodded quickly, feeling a rush of excitement. “Wow, this is so unexpected! Do I need to prepare anything?”

“No need for that. I’ve already arranged everything.” His tone carried an air of calm certainty.

With a gentle but firm grip, he guided me onto the jet.

The plane soared smoothly through thick clouds, breaking into open skies. Pressed against the large cabin window, I gazed down at the stunning coastline and the deep, endless blue of the ocean below. The view from above-it was simply breathtakin

As I was lost in the breathtaking view outside, Hebert’s solid chest pressed snugly against my back, his strong arms wrapping tightly around my waist. His chin rested lightly in the hollow of my neck, a tender gesture that made my breath hitch.

“Beautiful view, isn’t it?” he murmured, his deep voice low and raspy. His warm breath brushed against my skin, sending an electric shiver racing down my spine.

I instinctively hunched my shoulders, glancing nervously towards the front of the cabin. A few crew members in sharp uniform: were sneaking glances at us out of the corner of their eyes.

“Stop it, Hebert!” I muttered urgently, keeping my voice barely above a whisper as I tried to pull his unyielding arms away. There are people here-it’s so embarrassing!”

He chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. Reluctantly, he let go of me, but there was a teasing glint in his piercing gaze. “If the audience makes you uncomfortable, then how about joining me in the private lounge at the back of the plane?”

Following him, I stepped into the secluded lounge at the rear of the cabin. To my amazement, a spacious double bed was there. draped in pure white velvet sheets and covered with a lavish layer of scarlet rose petals. The air carried a light, floral scent, subtle yet intoxicating.

“Oh my God,” I gasped, spinning to face him Meeting his smoldering eyes, I raised a brow, my tone playful. “Hebert, seriously, are you trying to seduce me on purpose?”

A slow, wicked curve pulled at the corner of Hebert’s mouth. He lunged forward in one sudden stride and seized me from behind, locking me against him with absolute possession.

“Minh!” A short, startled cry escaped me. His scorching lips pressed hungrily into my neck, sucking and nipping at my skin, leaving a trail of flushed, tell-tale marks. His large, rough hands roamed freely over my waist, hips, and chest through the thin fabric of my clothes, fingers lightly kneading my already stiffened nipples through the material.

A surge of desperate, blazing heat ignited through every inch of me in avinstant.

“Baby,” his low, hoarse voice detonated against my ear, thick with absolute command, “have I got you where I want you?

I couldn’t answer. The intensity of my arousal had stolen my voice entirely. My legs went weak beneath me, and I had no chrice

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but to lean helplessly against the solid, broad wall of his chest. His fingers found their way past the barrier of my clothing wit practiced ease, sliding slowly into the slick heat already waiting for him. Those long, rough fingers gently parted my swollen lips and pressed inside my we entrance with a dominance softened just enough by tenderness, moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm, grazing the most sensitive place along my inner wall.

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