Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Hold Tight

Eira’s POV

The world shattered around me as I came.

Heat crashed through my body so suddenly that I gasped against him, my fingers clutching at his shoulders as the wave tore through me, fierce and uncontrollable. My breath came out broken, my body trembling under him.

For a moment I couldn’t think.

Couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t do anything except feel.

Kael’s low growl rumbled near my ear, rough and raw, as if he could feel every tremor that ran through me. He wasn’t done, not even close. I could feel it in the way his breathing stayed uneven, in the wild tension coiled inside him.

"Easy..." he murmured hoarsely, his hand sliding along my back in a slow grounding touch.

He gave me a heartbeat to breathe.

Just one.

My lungs dragged in the air, my body still trembling as I let the pleasure sink through me, trying to calm myself.

But the moment my breath evened out, his hands moved again, firm and certain.

Before I could fully gather myself, he lifted me.

A soft gasp left my lips as he guided me onto my knees on the wide leather couch, turning me gently so my back faced the rest of the room as I faced the backrest of the couch. My hands instinctively reached forward, bracing against the backrest as I felt his presence behind me, warm and overwhelming.

My heart hammered wildly.

Every nerve in my body felt alive.

He leaned closer, his hands resting on the backrest over mine, his muscular, warm chest against me moist back.

He kissed gently along my nape, making me shudder.

His breath brushed along my shoulder, slow and heated, sending a shiver down my spine over and over again, goosebumps rising at what he planned to do with me. Not being able to see him or touch me, made it worse to me, as if I was left at him mercy.

"Eira..." he breathed my name, low and rough, as if grounding himself through me.

I swallowed, my fingers tightening against the leather as anticipation coiled low in my stomach again. The room felt smaller, filled with the rhythm of our breaths, the quiet sound of movement, the tension stretching between us like a living thread.

His hand moved along my side, slow yet possessive, reminding me that I had chosen to stay... that I had stepped willingly into this fire with him.

"Hold tight," I heard him whisper in my ear, as if warning me.

I did as he said, and I found his both hands holding my waist in firm grip, his hard cock once more nudging to enter me.

I breathed in to relax myself, but...

"Kael...." I screamed his name as he slammed inside me without any warning.

The grip of my hands almost loosened on the backrest, but his one hand held me steady, preventing me from falling ahead.

I didn’t get a chance to recover, as he thrusted inside me again. Fuck!

All I knew, at this moment, there was nothing gentle about the way his energy surrounded me now. The restraint he had been holding onto earlier was slipping, replaced by something darker, deeper... something that belonged only to the bond between us.

And despite the intensity, despite the wildness in him, I felt safe.

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