Rebirth of the Alpha's Slave Mate (Samantha and Kade) novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60

But because of my stubborn principles, I refused to show him.

“No.” I lifted my chin. “I don’t have to show you my body if I don’t want to.”

“Then I’ll take a peek myself,” Kade growled, reaching for my shirt. Gasping, I went to slap him again as I had the last time we’d seen each other, but he caught my wrist and held it firmly. In a swift movement, I lifted the hand holding the knife and pressed the tip to the underside of his jaw.

Gray eyes burned into mine as we stared at each other in a stalemate. The hatred in his gaze was palpable, reflecting back every ounce of hate that I felt for him. His fingers felt like a hot brand around my wrist, and my hand itched to slip the knife up and into his jaw.

And yet, at that point of contact, there was something else there, too. Something deeper, more primal. Something that neither of us could deny, even when I was his slave.

The mate bond.

It flared to life then like a living thing, pulsing with an otherworldly energy, then snapped taut like a string being yanked from either end.

Our mouths were on each other and the knife was clattering to the floor before I knew what was happening.

Our lips slanted over each other like they were made for it, tongues swirling, hands grasping at clothes, at hair. Kade groaned into my mouth as I dragged his lower lip between my teeth, sucking at the sensitive skin as hard as I could until I was certain it would burst

This was bad. Really bad. But it felt so good, so right, and I couldn’t stop. The mate bond, my wolf, wouldn’t let me. I wanted to feel every inch of Kade, wanted to touch him forever, wanted to force him against my body until the bond burnt out like a candle lit from both ends. I wanted to kill him and myself in the process.

As our hands grasped at each other’s clothes, yanking and tugging and bursting seams like rabid animals, this was like falling back into old habits-and yet new ones entirely.

Whenever we had sex before, it was distant and cold, the greatest torment of all. But this… this was passionate. Desperate. Hungry.

I was hungry.

I nipped at his lips, his skin, his ear, savoring each groan that was half pain and half pleasure. I tore at his shirt until I felt the buttons pop off and roll across the floor. I ground my hips against his groin hard enough to make him wince from the sensation of his hard member slamming against me. I clawed at his skin until I felt blood beneath my fingernails, desperate to make him feel a fraction of the pain I had felt all the times he’d fucked me before.

I wanted to shove him down onto the desk and ride him, take him just like he had taken me, take back what I was owed, humiliate him-

But then, as I went to lift my shirt over my head, cold clarity washed over me like a bucket of icy water. I gasped, jolting back, and shoved at Kade’s bare, perfect, scar-pocked chest with my palm flat against his skin.

What the fuck was I doing? I didn’t want Kade! I didn’t want to touch him ever again, and yet here I was, acting like a fool, letting the bond get the best of me when he was about to marry the same fucking woman who had let me become a slave in her place!

Kade’s gray eyes flashed, and he gripped my waist, refusing to let me go. As his fingers dug into my ribs, I realized

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Chapter 60

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