Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 176

CHAPTER 160

Clara’s POV

I swallowed, heart racing, body already aching for him. “Then show me,” breathed, pulling him in for another kiss. This time, my hands slid up his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, his heartbeat racing under

my palms.

For a second, I just held him, feeling how real he was, how strong and solid under my hands. All those days apart, all that worry and pain, faded away as I pressed closer. The heat between us was so strong it felt like a living thing, hungry, alive, refusing to let go.

Darius kissed me back, hard, hungry, like he was trying to pour every second of our days apart back into me. His mouth moved over mine, lips and tongue deep, warm, messy. I felt his hands, rough and gentle at the same time, cupping my jaw, sliding into my hair, then down my neck and shoulders.

He pressed me into the mattress, his weight solid, grounding me. My whole body was awake, buzzing, wanting him everywhere. He broke the kiss just to breathe, but even then his forehead touched mine, our

noses brushing, both of us gasping.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he whispered, his breath shaky, He kissed my cheek, my temple, down my jaw. “I thought I’d lost you.”

“You didn’t.” I was breathless, my voice trembling, but strong. “Nothing and no one can ever take me away from you without my consent. I’m here. I need you. Right now.”

He didn’t need any more words. His hands slid down my arms, slow, almost like he was making sure I was really there. He stopped at my waist, squeezed, and then his hands found the hem of my shirt.

He hesitated, looking into my eyes, and for a split second I saw every emotion he’d been carrying–the worry, the longing, the fear–but then I nodded and he pulled my shirt up and off, tossing it somewhere

behind him.

He stared, eyes hungry, like he’d never seen me before. I could feel my n*****s tighten under his gaze. His hands, always so big, so warm, slid up my sides, brushing just under my breasts before he cupped them gently, thumbs circling my n*****s until I gasped.

“You’re perfect,” he murmured, voice raw.

I shivered, arching my back, pushing into his touch. “Stop staring and touch me.”

He grinned, that cocky smile that always got to me, and leaned down to kiss my chest, then took a n****e into his mouth, sucking slow and deep His tongue circled, teased, teeth grazing just enough to make me

moan and clutch at his hair.

He shifted, kissing lower, dragging his mouth down my belly. Each touch was slow, but the heat in his eyes never faded. He hooked his fingers into my jeans, popped the button, and slid the zipper down with a flick of his wrist. I lifted my hips, letting him pull everything down–jeans, panties, the whole lot -until I was

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naked under him.

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His mouth trailed kisses down my hips, my thighs, everywhere but where I wanted him most. He moved between my legs, kneeling on the bed, hands gripping my knees, spreading me open. I felt completely exposed, but only to him, only for him.

He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, then another higher up. I could feel his breath, hot, just above where I was aching for him. “You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice deep and rough.

“Darius-“I could barely get his name out, my hips shifting, needing more.

He didn’t make me wait. He leaned in, licking a slow, warm line up my slit. I gasped, grabbing the sheets. He teased me, licked me again, slower, his tongue circling my clit, making my whole body jump.

“Oh my god,” I whispered, unable to help myself.

He groaned against me, then sucked my clit into his mouth, tongue flicking, teasing, making my hips roll up into his face. I couldn’t stop the sounds–soft moans, breathless gasps, every bit of need pouring out of

1. me.

His hands slid under my thighs, lifting my hips, holding me open so he could go deeper, tongue pushing inside, tasting me, eating me like he’d never get enough. I tugged his hair, needing something to hold onto,

needing to ground myself as pleasure shot through me.

He slid a finger inside, curling it, finding just the right spot. Then another finger, moving with his tongue, working me until my whole body went tight. My legs started shaking, breath coming fast, louder and louder, my hips bucking up against his mouth.

“Darius–please–I’m-”

“Let go for me,” he said, voice vibrating against me. /

I shattered, back arching, a sharp, helpless cry breaking from my lips. My whole body clenched, shaking with pleasure. He didn’t stop, licking me through every aftershock, fingers still moving inside until I was

almost begging him to stop.

He finally pulled back, mouth wet, eyes dark with hunger. He kissed my thigh, my hip, my stomach, then moved up my body, kissing me on the mouth. I could taste myself on his lips, and it only made me

hungrier.

I rolled us over, straddling his hips, taking charge. He watched me, that proud, desperate look on his face. I kissed his chest, licking down, tracing every muscle, every scar. My hands went to his jeans, unbuttoning,

tugging down, baring him to me.

His c**k was already thick and hard, flushed dark. I wrapped my hand around him, stroking slow, feeling the heat, the pulse. I leaned down and licked the head, swirling my tongue, tasting salt, then slid him into

my mouth

He groaned, hands flying to my hair. And no, he wans’t forcing me or being to hard. He was just gripping

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