Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Two At A Time

Eira’s POV

Not like it was unexpected, but I was just not used to seeing the new sides of these guys.

I couldn’t help but kiss him back.

My heart, mind and body quickly gave up to him as if it was thirsty just for this. My hands moved to hold him, brushing his muscular chest to move towards those strong shoulders of his. He felt heavenly under my touch.

I felt my wolf purr inside as if she was so happy for some reason. Maybe she was glad to have a powerful and enchanting mate like Kael. She was overly excited to have him so close.

His lips moved over mine with a hunger, raw and unrestrained longing. The kiss deepened, slow but consuming, as if he had waited years for this single moment. His hand slid behind my head, fingers threading through my hair, drawing me impossibly closer as if he couldn’t bear the slightest distance between us.

A soft gasp escaped me, swallowed immediately by his mouth.

The warmth of his breath, the firmness of his lips, the control in the way he guided the kiss... it was overwhelming in the most intoxicating way. Every time he tilted his head, brushing deeper into the kiss, a shiver ran down my spine, melting every last edge of resistance I had left.

My hands moved instinctively, gliding across the broad expanse of his chest, feeling every line of muscle tense under my touch. He inhaled sharply at that, a low sound humming against my lips.

His thumb brushed my lower lip before claiming it again with another kiss, this one slower, more deliberate... savouring me.

"Eira..." he whispered against my mouth, his voice barely controlled, roughened with emotion he couldn’t hide.

The way he said my name made my heart flip in my chest.

His forehead rested against mine, our breaths tangled, our lips brushing softly as neither of us fully pulled away. His hand slid down my jaw, gentle, possessive, his thumb caressing my cheek as if I was the most fragile thing he had ever touched.

"Will you ever fall in love with me?" he asked. "I know I have wronged you in many ways, but I wish to make everything right. Will you ever give me your heart?"

Why was he talking this way now? I told him I don’t hate him. I understood now all of us were set by the enemies.

The hurt and bitterness in my heart for what I have suffered won’t go away, but at least I didn’t think of these five as my enemies now.

He wants my heart?

What exactly should I do? Here I am so close to him, accepting his advances from my soul. Isn’t it already proof that I am accepting him?

He continued. "I had loved you even in the past. Though we never really talked, my eyes, my mind and heart always followed you. Just that you were a minor, and I couldn’t understand why I was so attracted to you. But even after so many years, my heart feels the same for you. You are and have been the only one for me. The one I loved, my mate."

He was confessing his love again. Somehow it soothed my heart to hear his words.

"I know it won’t be easy or quick. You can take your time, and I will keep doing what I should to win your heart," he murmured, breathing warm against my lips. "Like this," and captured my lips again, softer this time — warm, loving, lingering.

A kiss that said everything he hadn’t found the words for yet.

My wolf purred, content, wrapped in the warmth of our bond.

And for the first time... I didn’t want to pull away either.

"Will you?" he murmured again in the kiss.

I let out a throaty hum as he wouldn’t free my mouth.

My response only ignited the passion in the way he kissed, turning both of us breathless.

We had already completed our bond. We had kids together, so there was no use in not acknowledging him as a part of my soul now. Through the bond I could clearly feel his sincerity in his words and actions.

The world had been cruel to me, making me hate and not trust anyone, but once more I wished to trust someone, and that someone was him and his brothers.

For my kids’ sake, I was going to do everything that makes our lives better. Now that hatred and bitterness had started to lessen, my mind had started to be rational. I wasn’t sure if my heart could be like in the past. Things would never be the same as the wounds were too deep, but I could at least try.

When he finally stopped, he whispered, "Thank you."

I was busy catching my breath to utter any more words. My soul was content with the bond we had, the intimacy we shared.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. I got back to my senses, embarrassed a little that it was the first time in my sane condition I had kissed Kael.

He was kissing me right in front of my mate. Is it really fine?

What’s wrong with me?

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