Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

I set the device down on the nightstand, its faint glow casting soft shadows across the walls. The bond between us hummed gently–constant, reassuring- but it wasn’t the same as having him near. I missed the weight of his hand on my back. The way his scent wrapped around me and made the world feel smaller, safer.

I lay back against the pillows, one hand resting on the curve of my belly, and closed my eyes. Through the bond, I could feel him–distant but present, his emotions a steady pulse of determination and warmth. And beneath it all, something else. A carefully banked heat that made my breath hitch.

My fingers drifted to my throat almost absently, tracing the mark he’d left on my neck. The moment my fingertips brushed the raised skin, a jolt shot through me.

I gasped softly, my breath catching. The mark was so sensitive–more than it had been even this morning. Every light touch sent ripples of heat cascading down my spine, pooling low in my belly and spreading outward like warm honey. I pressed my fingers more firmly against it, and this time the sensation

was stronger–a pulse of pleasure that made my thighs clench involuntarily.

Oh…

I could feel myself growing wet, a slick heat gathering between my legs that was impossible to ignore. Through the bond, I felt Regis’s presence shift slightly, his focus sharpening as if he’d sensed something. The knowledge that he might feel this–might know what I was doing–only made the ache worse.

I’d never done this before. Not like this.

Before I met him, the few times I’d touched myself had been hurried and shameful, done quickly in the dark. But now, lying here with his mark burning against my skin and his presence thrumming through the bond, it felt different.

It felt like he was with me.

My hand slid lower, fingers trailing over the curve of my breast. I remembered the way he’d touched me there–reverently, hungrily, his mouth following the path of his hands. I cupped myself through the thin fabric of my nightgown, and my nipple tightened beneath my palm. A whimper escaped before I could

stop it.

Regis…

I pushed the gown up, baring my skin to the cool air, and let my hand drift lower still–over the swell of my belly where our child grew, down to the place that ached for him most. When my fingers finally slipped between my thighs, I was already so wet I flushed with embarrassment even though I was alone,

The first tentative touch made my hips jerk off the bed.

I bit my lip hard, trying to stay quiet, but it was impossible. My fingers moved almost of their own accord, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves that throbbed in time with my racing heart, I thought of his hands–larger, rougher, infinitely more skilled. I thought of his mouth on my throat, his teeth grazing the mark as he murmured my name like a prayer. I thought of the way he’d looked at me that last morning before we parted, his eyes dark with hunger barely held in check.

The pleasure built quickly, spiraling higher with every stroke. My free hand flew to my mouth, muffling the sounds I couldn’t quite hold back. Through the bond, I felt a sudden flare of heat–his awareness sharpening, his own desire surging toward me like a wave crashing against shore.

It shattered me.

The climax hit hard and sudden, my body arching as pleasure rolled through me in deep, shuddering pulses. I cried out softly into my palm, my thighs trembling, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst from my chest. For one dizzying, endless moment, I felt him everywhere in the bond, in the

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mark on my neck, in the phantom touch of hands that weren’t there but might as well have been.

When it finally ebbed, I lay there gasping and boneless, my skin flushed and my body still humming with aftershocks.

Through the bond, his presence settled over me like a warm blanket–surprise first, then satisfaction so deep it made my eyes sting, then something achingly tender that wrapped around my heart and squeezed.

I pulled the covers up to my chin, a smile tugging at my lips despite my exhaustion.

The loneliness didn’t feel quite so sharp anymore.

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