My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Wet and Needy

****************

Chapter 347

~Valerie’s POV~

I clenched my fists in his shirt, panting. "Ace..."

"Fuck," he groaned against my neck, his lips trailing fire along my skin before biting gently just below my ear. "You’re driving me insane with that voice and mouth of yours."

I felt his hard length pressing against my thigh, straining through his jeans, and the realization made my breath stutter.

"Ace," I whispered, tugging lightly at his shirt, "I need..."

"What do you need?" His tone dripped with wicked teasing, though his movements were anything but slow now. His fingers slipped inside me suddenly and deeply. I cried out, my back arching against the seat.

"Fuck!" The sound tore out of me before I could stop it.

"Goddess, you feel so tight," he groaned, forehead pressing against mine as his pace quickened but controlled since I was still a virgin. "You’re gonna kill me, Val."

"Then stop," I panted, even though neither of us meant it.

"Not a fucking chance," he growled, curling his fingers just right, hitting that spot that made my vision blur. "Not when you’re this wet and needy, mate."

I bit my lip, trying and failing to stifle another moan as my hips rocked against his hand. "Ace... oh my godd..."

"That’s it," he murmured, his thumb pressing harder against my clit while his fingers thrust deeper. "Let me hear you, Princess. Don’t hold back."

My nails dug into his shoulders, my body trembling under the relentless rhythm he set. Every nerve felt raw, every breath sharp.

"Fuck Ace, I..." My voice broke, my words dissolving into shaky whimpers.

His mouth crashed against mine, swallowing every sound, every gasp, every moan. The kiss was desperate, messy, and hungry as his teeth tugging on my lower lip before his tongue claimed mine in a heated tangle.

My whole body tightened, pleasure coiling low and fast. "I’m... I’m close," I breathed against his mouth, clinging to him like he was the only solid thing keeping me grounded.

His blue eyes were dark and wild when he pulled back just enough to meet my gaze... it undid me.

"Then come for me," he ordered. "Now, Val. I want to feel you fall apart on my hands."

Saying that, his fingers found my clit giving it a gentle rub. That was it.

Ace’s words, his tone, the way his fingers drove into me with devastating precision—it was too much.

My release hit me hard. It was overwhelming, ripping a loud, broken moan from my throat as I came around him.

"Ace!"

"Fuck," he hissed, groaning deep in his chest as he kept moving, drawing out every last tremor until I was limp beneath him, panting and trembling.

He slowed eventually, his fingers slipping free, leaving me wrecked and shivering. He kissed me softly this time, almost reverently, his thumb brushing along my jaw as he whispered, "Goddess, you’re perfect."

I buried my face against his neck, my breath still uneven. It was the first time

"You’re... infuriating," I muttered weakly.

He laughed smugly and kissed the top of my head. "And yet you still let me touch you like that."

I smacked his chest half-heartedly. "We need to get back," I mumbled, though even I didn’t sound convinced. "Curfew’s is still in the picture."

Ace leaned back slightly, still hovering over me, his expression wickedly satisfied. "Oh, now you want to go back?"

I shot him a look as my cheeks burned. "We still have to go to your place for training, remember?"

Ace smirked, leaning in close enough for his lips to graze my ear as he whispered, "Don’t worry, Val... I’ll make sure you’re properly... trained." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Evening," Ace replied casually, tugging me along as we stepped inside.

"Shall I prepare refreshments, sir? Dinner?"

"Not tonight." Ace’s voice was low but firm. "Training room."

The butler dipped his head and stepped aside without another word.

Ace didn’t let go of my hand as he dragged me deeper into the mansion, his long strides forcing me to keep up. When he finally opened the double doors to his private training room, I froze.

It wasn’t just big; it was massive. High ceilings, polished floors, reinforced walls, and rows of equipment I haven’t seen since my days at my uncle’s.

Sparring dummies, weapon racks, and a sectioned-off ring gleamed under the lights.

"This is..." I breathed, wide-eyed. "Ace, this isn’t a training room. This is an arena."

He leaned close, his breath warm against my ear. "Welcome to my playground, Princess."

I turned to glare at him, but he only smirked and sauntered toward the center of the mat, stretching lazily like a predator preparing to pounce.

I looked around, not really having the right outfit to put on. Ace must have sensed my predicament when he smiled at me. "Relax, I have ordered a change of clothes for you."

"Oh, thanks," I appreciated as I scratched the back of my head.

Then he glanced back at me, his gaze dark and challenging. "Three rounds. Win two, and you get to decide how and when I touch you."

My lips parted, heat curling low in my stomach again as his words sank in.

"And if I lose?" I asked carefully.

His smirk turned positively sinful. "Then I decide."