Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313: Fucking You Like This Had Been A Dream

Eira’s POV

My entire body burned, as if my soul itself was set on fire. The cold water did nothing to soothe it, yet the instant he touched me, a wave of calming chill spread through me, wrapping around my senses like relief I had been craving.

I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to resist. I only wanted the pain to end, and he was the answer my body had already chosen. I trusted him. Every word. Every promise.

When he said I wouldn’t regret this night with him, my body believed him long before my mind could catch up. My wolf trusted him completely, responding to his presence, drowning in his scent, ready to give in to everything he was offering.

His eyes closed as his nose brushed against mine, a primal instinct taking over, a beast drawn helplessly to its mate’s scent. I mirrored him, breathing him in, just before his lips crashed into mine with a hunger so fierce it stole the air from my lungs. My wolf purred in approval, eager, desperate, surrendering without hesitation.

The water rippled around us as his mouth claimed mine, deep and demanding, pulling me into him, pressing our bodies together. My back hit the cold stone wall of the pool, the contrast making me gasp, but his hand cradled the back of my head instantly, shielding me from the hardness, while his other arm locked around my waist, holding me firmly in place.

I kissed him back with everything I had, pouring every suppressed ache, every unspoken desire into that kiss. My body responded on instinct alone, melting into his touch, into the quiet promise in the way he held me, safe against the stone, shielded from the world.

Our breaths tangled, hot and uneven, as his mouth devoured mine like he was starving for me. His tongue invaded mine relentlessly, teeth grazing and tugging at my lips, stealing every last breath from my chest until I could do nothing but cling to him.

His large palm slid over my curves, possessive and needy, before settling over my chest, fingers squeezing and kneading my mounds with desperate intent. A broken moan escaped me as my body arched into his touch, pushing myself closer, craving more, needing more.

When he finally pulled back just enough for me to gasp for air, both his hands moved to my back. In the next heartbeat, fabric tore under his grip, my dress giving way completely, leaving me bare against him, exposed to the cold water and the heat of his body all at once.

"Roman..."

I whispered against his lips, my breathing just as heavy as his, but my voice faltered the moment I felt his hand slide between my thighs, his fingers brushing gently through my wet folds.

A shaky breath escaped me as my body trembled under the touch of his fingers, skilfully exploring my pussy, unrestraint, sending sparks through every nerve.

"Were you saying something?" he whispered against my gasping lips.

My lips parted to answer, but he pinched my clit, and a loud moan spilled from me before I could form a single word.

"Hmm?" he asked again.

He was surely teasing me.

Before I could respond, his finger slipped inside me, replacing my words with wild moans and a single breathless answer, "Yes..."

My soul was screaming inside, begging him to continue.

He captured my mouth once more, and this time I felt him add another finger, stretching me slowly, deliberately, as if preparing me.

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