Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Aftermath

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Chapter 67

~Zara’s POV~

I stirred slowly and woke up, the sun’s rays streamed in through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the bed. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the light’s intensity as it illuminated the room, and I felt the cool breeze on my skin, causing goosebumps.

My body ached in places I hadn’t even known could ache. The soreness spread from my thighs to my core, making it impossible to ignore the events of the night before. But before I could even process everything, my gaze fell on Snow, lying beside me.

He looked utterly peaceful, his face relaxed in a way I’d never seen before.

His dark hair was tousled from sleep, framing his striking features. His strong jaw, softened by the morning light, was dusted with the faintest hint of stubble. My eyes trailed down, lingering on the hollow of his neck, before—

Hickeys.

My heart skipped a beat. Did I...?

"Yes, you did," Astrid’s amused voice echoed in my mind, breaking through the haze. "And you did more than that, Zara. Take a good look."

Despite better judgement, I followed Astrid’s prompting, my eyes drifting lower.

His chest was marked, too—hickeys scattered across his skin like little reminders of the wildness I’d unleashed last night. My face flamed, the heat spreading from my cheeks down my neck as I swallowed hard.

Oh my God.

My gaze wandered further down, tracing the taut muscles of his abdomen, lower and lower until... My breath caught in my throat. The duvet barely covered half of him, leaving his groin exposed to my wide, mortified eyes.

"Astrid, shut up!" I silently scolded as her teasing laughter filled my head.

"You were very wild last night, Zara," she purred.

Before I could even force myself to look away, memories flooded my mind—images of my lips pressed against his neck, of my hands gripping his shoulders, of me... begging. I squeezed my eyes shut, as if doing so could block out the vivid recollection.

But then I heard Snow stir, the subtle shift of the bed beneath his weight. My eyes shot open just in time to meet his.

Snow’s blue gaze, piercing even through the morning haze, locked on mine with a knowing glint.

His lips curled into that infuriating smirk that had me tangled in knots before I could even form a coherent thought.

"Good morning, wifey," he greeted in a low, teasing voice, his words sending a jolt straight through me.

I scrambled, trying to appear normal, nonchalant even though my insides were twisting into a nervous mess. "Good morning," I mumbled, looking everywhere but at him.

But Snow wasn’t having it. His lips brushed against my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

’Goodness me!’

"Snow," I breathed his name between kisses, my voice trembling with want.

He pulled back just enough to whisper against my lips, "You don’t get to run from me after last night, Zara." His eyes, still dark with desire, locked onto mine, making it impossible to look away. "Not when you begged for this."

I whimpered at his words, my heart pounding in my chest as his hands slid down to my hips, gripping me firmly.

Snow’s mouth found my neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin, each touch making me moan softly, my body igniting under his touch. His lips moved lower, down to my collarbone, trailing hot kisses as his hands explored every inch of me.

"Snow, please," I whispered, my body trembling beneath him.

He smirked against my skin, his lips brushing dangerously close to my breast as he murmured, "Please what, wifey?"

Immediately, my traitrous nipples hardened. I silently pleaded for his lips to claim them, leaving me wanting for more.

I arched my back, pushing them forward to his angry eyes, begging

But I was beyond words, too consumed by the heat, by him. My hands reached for his hair, tugging gently as I tried to pull him closer. Snow growled in approval, his hands sliding lower, gripping my thighs as he spread them apart.

"You’re mine, Zara," he whispered before capturing my lips again, his kiss filled with more possessive hunger than I had seen before.

The next second, Snow’s fingers trailed between my sex and then thrust forward, completely shattering my senses.

"Aaaahhummm~" I moaned into his mouth.