Addicted To Her The Alpha'S Irresistible Contract Mate novel Chapter 50

0 Chapter 50 Only you, under me (M)

Elias’s pov:

My face hardened as Naomi’s words sank in, her vulnerable question hanging between

us like a noose.

“If I had fallen in love with you, would you stop seeing me as the betrayer?”

She straddled my lap, her soft thighs pressing against mine, her heat seeping through the thin fabric of her sundress, making my cock twitch with dark hunger. But her eyes, those wide, emerald pools, pleaded for something deeper, something that clawed at the walls I’d built around my heart.

Thoughts swirled in my mind, turbulent and unforgiving. Even if she was tied to my parents‘ killers, her father’s blood on his hands for slitting their throats in the dead of night, leaving me an orphan pup to rot in the elders‘ cruel grip, I realized I could never truly hate her.

The bond was too strong, a vicious chain that bound us soul–deep, her kindness too disarming, chipping away at the rage I’d nursed for years. She wasn’t him; she was fire and fragility, and fuck, it terrified me.

I pondered her words deeply, my internal conflict raging like a storm. As alpha, vengeance called to me, blood for blood, the pack’s code drilled into me through whips and isolation. I should crush her for her lineage, make her pay in ways that would break her spirit.

But her vulnerability melted my resolve, that soft admission stirring something primal and protective. My hands tightened on her waist, fingers digging into her soft flesh just enough to bruise, a dark reminder of my control. The tension between us crackled, her body hot against mine, her nipples pebbled and pressing through her dress like

invitations.

I could smell her arousal, slick and sweet, betraying her omega instincts even as her mind fought. It made me hard as steel, my cock straining against my pants, throbbing with the need to claim her, to bury the past in her tight heat.

“If you fell for me,” I countered, eyes boring into hers with predatory intensity, “would you leave that supposed alpha boyfriend of yours? The one you taunted me with, saying he was better, not me?”

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I teased her skin with my thumbs, sliding them under her dress to trace the edge of her panties, feeling the dampness there. Her breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping her lips, her hips shifting involuntarily against my erection.

Fuck, she was responsive, her body flushing hot under my touch, skin feverish and trembling. I reveled in it, the dark satisfaction of making my enemy’s daughter squirm

for me.

Naomi smiled softly, a tentative curve of her lips that lit something possessive in my chest, but her eyes held a shadow of past fear.

“There’s no other alpha, Elias,” she revealed, her voice barely above a whisper, cheeks blooming with fresh blush. “That fateful night with you… it was my first time. My only.”

My eyes lit up with possessive joy, a feral gleam that I couldn’t hide. Thoughts flooded me, satisfaction roaring through my veins like wildfire. She’s mine. Untouched by any other cock, her virgin pussy claimed solely by me, stretched and filled for the first time under my dominance.

It was an alpha triumph, deepening my claim, erasing any doubt. No other male’s scent on her, no rival to challenge. She was pure for me, her body molded to mine alone. A rush of protectiveness surged, dark and all–consuming. I’d kill anyone who tried to take her now. My smile broke through, slow and wicked, as I cupped her face, thumb brushing her lower lip.

“Why lie, little omega? Why spin that tale of some phantom alpha fucking you better?” She hesitated, her body still hot and pliant in my lap, her core grinding subtly against my hardness as the bond urged her closer.

“I… I hoped it would make you let me go,” she confessed, voice tinged with past fear, eyes dropping to my chest. “You were so angry. I thought if you believed I was tainted, you’d reject me, set me free from this bond.”

Her words twisted something dark inside me, anger at her deception, but undercut by the raw vulnerability. My alpha instincts surged at the revelation, thoughts reveling in the purity of our bond. She’s untouched by others, truly mine, her slick walls had clenched around my cock first, her moans mine alone.

No enemy blood could taint that; her father’s sins were his, not hers. The connection was unbreakable, forged in hate and lust, but now blooming into something darker, more obsessive. I wouldn’t let her go; I’d chain her to me with pleasure and pain until

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she begged to stay.

With a growl, I scooped her up bridal–style, her slight weight nothing in my arms. She gasped, hands clutching my shoulders, her dress riding up to expose her thighs. “Elias…” she breathed, but there was no real protest, her omega side craving my touch, her body arching toward me instinctively. I carried her to the bed, laying her down with gentle dominance,my hands pinning her wrists above her head as I hovered over her, my knee parting her legs. The dim light cast shadows over her flushed face, her chest heaving, nipples straining against the fabric like they begged to be bitten.

“You’re mine, Naomi,” I snarled, my voice dirty and dark, laced with the promise of ruin. “No lies, and no more running from now on. Your pussy was virgin–tight for me, and it’ll stay that way, filled only with my cock, my seed.”

I released her wrists to rip her dress open, buttons scattering, exposing her bare breasts to the cool air. She whimpered, back arching, her skin hot and dewy under my gaze. I leaned down, marking her lightly at first, a nip to her collarbone, teeth grazing just enough to draw a bead of blood, the metallic tang mixing with her sweet scent. Her body reacted beautifully, trembling, slick pooling between her thighs as I lapped at the mark, affirming my claim.

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