Addicted To Her The Alpha'S Irresistible Contract Mate novel Chapter 28

28 Chapter 28 Sharing hot breaths

28 Chapter 28 Sharing hot breaths

The mate bond ignited like a spark to dry tinder, flooding my veins with liquid fire. Heat pooled low in my belly, my omega instincts surging despite the hatred boiling in my chest.

Elias’s grip on my throat should have terrified me, but instead, it sent traitorous shivers racing down my spine. My body responded without permission, slick gathering between my thighs, my nipples hardening under the thin fabric of my uniform.

I despised him for this power, for reducing me to base urges, but the bond didn’t care about my rage. It purred, demanding submission to my alpha.

His golden eyes darkened further, nostrils flaring as he scented my arousal. A smirk curved his cruel mouth, slow and predatory, like a wolf spotting wounded prey.

“There she is,” he murmured, voice a velvet rumble that vibrated through his palm on my skin. “My little omega, fighting so hard but melting anyway.”

I tried to twist away, but his free hand shot out, pinning my hip to the sofa.

“Let go,” I hissed, my voice breathy despite my intent. The words lacked conviction; the bond was weaving its spell, making my limbs heavy, my resolve fraying.

Elias chuckled low, the sound sending another wave of heat crashing over me. His hand slid from my throat, trailing down my collarbone, over the swell of my breast. He cupped me through the cropped tank, thumb circling my peaked nipple with deliberate slowness. I gasped, arching involuntarily into his touch, shame burning my cheeks.

“Why fight it, Naomi?” he taunted, squeezing gently. “Your body knows the truth. Behave for me–satisfy your alpha properly–and I might show mercy. One day a week, out of the house, under my supervision. A little taste of that freedom you crave so much.”

His words dangled like a poisoned carrot, teasing the edges of my desperation. I weighed them in my mind, the tension coiling tighter in my core. Loathing him was easy–he was the embodiment of everything I rebelled against: control, possession, the alpha who saw me as property tainted by my father’s sins.

But the bond… gods, the bond made me crave him. His scent enveloped me, pine smoke and musk, drowning out the bar’s lingering stench. My hands itched to claw at

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28 Chapter 28 Sharing hot breaths

toward his.

“Liar,” he replied, dipping his head to nip at my jaw. His hands roamed, commanding and sure–one sliding up my thigh, pushing the skirt higher, fingers tracing the edge of my panties without delving further. The other returned to my chest, pinching and rolling my nipple through the fabric until I whimpered. “Your body doesn’t hate me. It craves me. Submit, Naomi. Let me show you how good it can be.”

I alternated between fighting and surrendering–clawing at his back one moment, only to arch into his touch the next. His mouth trailed fire down my neck, sucking marks into my skin, claiming me visibly. The bond amplified every sensation, waves of pleasure–pain crashing over me. His hand on my thigh squeezed, parting my legs wider as he settled between them, his weight a delicious pressure. He explored me with ruthless precision, fingers dancing over my ribs, dipping into the curve of my waist, then lower, teasing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I gasped, hating how I bucked toward him, how my omega instincts begged for more.

“See?” he murmured against my collarbone, his breath hot. “This is where you belong. Under me, responding to your alpha.”

His hand slipped under my tank, palm flat against my bare stomach, sliding up to cup my breast skin–to–skin. The direct contact made me moan, a sound I immediately regretted. He chuckled, thumb flicking over the hardened peak, sending jolts straight

to my core.

I twisted, trying to roll away, but he pinned me effortlessly, his free hand capturing both my wrists above my head.

“No running now, little wolf.” His eyes locked on mine, intense and unyielding, as his other hand continued its torment–kneading, teasing, making me writhe. The raw desire in his gaze mirrored the storm inside me; I could feel his arousal pressing against my thigh, hard and insistent, but he held back, focusing on my unraveling.

I hated myself for enjoying it. Every commanding touch lit me up, my omega side purring in contentment, craving the dominance like air. But my mind screamed— rebellion, escape, Darius. This was survival, I told myself, even as another wave of heat made me tremble. Elias leaned down, capturing my mouth again, the kiss slower now, deeper, his tongue mimicking the rhythm his fingers set on my skin. I surrendered a little more, my body softening under his, the line between loathing and longing blurring into something dangerous.

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