My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Mates Meeting

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Chapter 251

~Kai’s POV~

Valerie’s lips parted again, and I kissed her throat, tracing slow, deliberate kisses down to that spot just under her jaw where her pulse fluttered like a secret begging to be kept.

She gasped. Her fingers found my hair, tugging just enough to drive me crazy, threading through as though she needed me to stay there, just like that.

"You don’t know what you do to me," I murmured into her skin.

Her voice was barely a breath. "I think I do. And I... I want it, Kai."

Those words sent a tremor through me.

I pulled back, just enough to meet her eyes, searching for hesitation and when I found none, I kissed her again—deeper, slower this time—but laced with a promise I didn’t know how to make with words.

Our hands moved restlessly now, exploring, claiming, learning.

She slid her hands beneath my shirt, her fingertips gliding over the ridges of my abs and up toward my chest. When she brushed my nipples, I inhaled sharply through my nose and shuddered but kept my control.

Thanks to some traumas in my past, it wasn’t easy rushing out emotions and sensations from me most times.

Her lips twitched into a knowing smirk. She broke the kiss, and in one swift move, tugged the hem of my shirt over my head and tossed it on the bed beside me.

Her eyes traced down my chest slowly, reverently. I didn’t say a word and just watched her.

When her fingers brushed over my abs, something in me shuddered.

Kaiser exhaled sharply as though she was touching his belly, feeling everything I felt in ways no one had ever taken us before.

I forgot how to breathe, and so did he.

"Val..." I warned you.

But her eyes found mine again. "Stop talking, Kai, or else I’ll run."

That was my cue to stop hesitating. She was here, and she was mine.

I hooked my hand under her shirt and pulled it off. My breath caught as I looked down at her, laid out beneath me in her shorts and bra.

I unclasped the bra easily, and it joined the pile on the floor.

My hands skimmed her waist, her ribs, and her breasts. She bit her lip, her eyes devouring me.

When her gaze dipped lower, I raised an eyebrow. Without saying anything, she pulled my face down and kissed me again—deep, demanding, dizzying.

Clothes slipped away in pieces—my boxers, her panties—until all that was left was skin and breath and a thousand unsaid things.

I kissed her everywhere. Her collarbones. Her stomach. Her hips.

And when I kissed her lower, she gasped—her hips twitching slightly, breath catching in her throat.

I looked up once, meeting her gaze. She nodded.

That was all I needed.

I moved between her legs to her core, where her clit glistened with her juices.

I gave her a lick, then kissed her clit, slowly at first, then deeper, firmer. Her fingers clutched at the sheets, her legs parting more, and her body shuddered with each stroke of my tongue.

"Fffuck..." she whispered.

She was trembling now, soft sounds spilling from her mouth. Her hands tangled in my hair, keeping me there.

And I didn’t stop.

I exhaled and opened the message. _{fre ewe bnove l.com}

Dristan: Let’s meet in the second living room at 7:50 a.m. to discuss something important.

What does he want again now?

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