Abandoned While Pregnant, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Ashley’s POV

I seriously underestimated Hebert’s stamina. We didn’t stop until the middle of the night before finally collapsing into sleep.

The next morning, the first rays of the Aegean sun pierced through the thin silk curtains, warming my eyelids. My whole body still ached from last night’s stormy passion, soreness spreading through every limb, but my heart was racing in my chest

Today was the day. According to our flawless plan, I’d finally go diving! I was ready to conquer that deep, mysterious ocean. Determined to start this amazing morning right, I fought against the weight of my body and forced myself out of bed.

My clothes? Oh, they didn’t survive they had been absolutely shredded by Hebert. So, I grabbed one of his oversized white shirts, slipping it on before padding barefoot across the cold marble floor. I moved quietly toward the open kitchen.

There he was, making breakfast for me.

Hebert was only wearing a tight black tank top, and honestly, it didn’t even try to hide the sculpted, godlike perfection of his muscles. Sunlight spilled over his broad shoulders as he stood there, entirely focused on frying bacon. The aroma of sizzling meat filled the air, mixing with that intoxicating cedarwood scent of his that always felt so… commanding. The restless fire within me flared up in an instant, like a sneaky flame catching onto dry wood. Acting like a sly little cat, I crept up behind him, quietly and deliberately.

“Good morning, my noble Alpha,” I purred softly, my voice dripping with sweetness as I leaned in close. My arms wrapped boldly around his lean, firm waist, and my cheek nestled against the heat of his strong, unyielding back. Hebert paused ever so slightly, his movements halting for just a moment. Then, with the same composed grace, he turned off the stove and faced me. Those sapphire–blue eyes of his shimmered, gentle but carrying a hint of danger.

“You’re up earlier than I expected, Ashley,” he murmured, his deep, rich voice vibrating like the low hum of a cello. “You need more rest. After all, you worked pretty hard last night–taking my punishment.”

I lifted my chin, a playful defiance lighting up my expression. My gaze darted over to the counter, where a jar of thick chocolate spread and a can of fresh whipped cream sat innocently waiting. “I want breakfast right now, Hebert,” I said, my voice coming out low and rough, the implication in it laid completely bare.

I reached decisively for the jar of chocolate sauce and scooped up a generous amount of the thick, cool dark paste on my fingers. Under Hebert’s intent, smoldering gaze, I boldly spread the chocolate across his burning chest, letting it trail slowly downward along the sculpted lines of his pectorals.

“Ashley.” His voice came out low and rough, a warning, his breathing instantly turning heavy, that intense cedar scent of his filling the entire kitchen like a volcano on the verge of erupting.

Shh…” I cut him off with deliberate authority, then grabbed the can of whipped cream and sprayed a wild, generous sweep of white across the perfect lines of his abs. The sweet, rich scent of cream braided with the deep warmth of chocolate, the stark black–and–white contrast against his golden skin – it was nothing short of a devastating visual feast.

“You little troublemaker.” Hebert let out a low, devastatingly sexy exhale, those crimson eyes locked onto me with a hunger that had fully caught flame.

“Then come put it out, my Alpha.”

I declared it with full confidence, slowly lowering my head and dragging my soft, wet tongue in greedy strokes through the chocolate and cream on his chest. I licked away the rich, dark chocolate from his pectorals first, circling his nipple with the tip of my tongue, then traced downward along his abs, curling the whipped cream into my mouth one slow pass at a time. The sweetness melting against the scorching, distinctly masculine warmth of his skin only made the heat inside me burn hotter. Hebert let out a stifled growl. Those large, rough hands snapped to my waist and hauled me bodily upward, slamming me down onto the cold marble countertop.

“Mmh!” A helpless, sweet sound escaped me before I could stop it. His lips sealed over mine in a hungry, consuming kiss,

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