The Alpha Slipped Inside The Wrong Sister novel Chapter 90

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Evie’s pov

I should’ve pushed him away. I know I should’ve…..but I couldn’t. Goddess, I couldn’t.

It had been so long since I felt the warmth of him so close. The warmth of his mouth. The feel of it. The feel of him.

I melted in his arms the second his lips brush against mine.

The kiss wasn’t soft. No. It was hard, rough…..hungry. The kind that tells you he had been starving for you for years. The kind that tells you he wants to fuck your brains out.

The kind that makes you want more.

I can’t pull away, and he can’t seem to stop devouring my mouth. A soft moan left my throat. One that shocks me but makes Ryan groan with satisfaction.

My breath hitched as his hand slid down to wrap around my waist. His grip was firm and possessive, like he remembered that I once fit there perfectly.

Like I still belonged in his arms.

A soft, broken sound left me before I could stop it and that only seemed to make something snap inside Ryan because the kiss deepened.

The tip of his tongue trace the softness of my bottom lip, coaxing me to open up to him. And I do. Despite every single thought telling me this was a bad idea and that I should pull away….I do.

I part my lips just slightly. Slightly enough to make his tongue snake between them and find my own. The touch of our tongues sent a sharp shiver racing down my spine like a slithering snake.

I shudder in his hold and press closer to him.

The bond that was severed years ago starts to pulse and Serena purrs in my head with pleasure, completely undone. If I don’t stop now I won’t be able to stop at all.

But despite the warning in my head, I let Ryan tongue explore my mouth. Let his tongue slide and swirl around mine. I let him taste me.

And I taste him.

And I allow myself to get lost in it. His touch. His taste. His warmth.

I allow myself to get lost in him.

And in the moment, I don’t regret it.

I don’t regret the way his lips moved against mine. I don’t regret the way I tighten my hold on him. I don’t regret the way things got so much more intense when Ryan’s fingers brush the inside of my thigh.

And I sure as hell don’t regret how I moaned in his mouth when his fingers found my wetness. Or how I panted when those fingers teased my lips. “Ryan,” I moaned into his mouth and he groaned.

I should pull away. Put a damn end to this. We are going too far.

But I can’t stop.

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The bond pulses harder, throbbing in a way to remind me that we still are connected.

Ryan’s fingers teased my clit with his fingers and then they playfully lowered between my lips. I hiss, jerking slightly and that causes the tip of his fingers to enter my opening a little.

We both moan.

And we both lose control.

In seconds, we’re peeling the clothes off each other and in seconds, Ryan lifts my naked body in his arms. I wrap my leg around his narrow waist, completely and utterly lost in the intensity of this.

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