The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 263

Book 2:Chapter 39-1

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From the second Helio stepped into the living room, every one of my senses locked onto him like

iron to a lodestone.

It still stunned me, how just his nearness could ignite me, make my body ready and aching for him in an instant. As if he were magnetic, pulling me toward him through some invisible, ancient force

no human could name.

And when he stood there earlier, lost, vulnerable, completely unguarded, I understood at that moment that this man was unlike anyone I’d ever known.

Now that I was finally wrapped in his arms, I never wanted to leave them. Not for a breath. Not for

anything.

I’d completely forgotten about Eleanor’s call; I guess I’ll have to tell him about it in a later hour.

Right now, all I craved was to dissolve into him. I wanted him buried deep inside me, not just for the sex, but for the soul-deep tether I felt only with him. Nothing like this had ever existed with my ex. Nothing even close.

But did I love him? Helio? Was this love, or simply the unbreakable bond between us? One truth

stood clear: it wasn’t mere lust. So what was it?

He lowered me onto the bed, eyes already glowing that deep, unearthly purple. My fingers drifted across his face, tracing the sharp lines, the softness hidden beneath.

“Cutie Pie,” he murmured.

I still had no idea where that ridiculous pet name came from, but gods, I loved hearing it from him. I tugged his face down and kissed him with everything I had, lips moving over his, claiming him the way he’d claimed me so many times before.

“You’re the one who said slow down,” he whispered against my mouth, voice rough and low, “but

your body’s telling a different story.”

He pressed himself flush against me. Even through layers of fabric I could feel the thick length of him nudging right against my folds. I arched up instinctively, chasing more of that maddening

pressure, hips lifting off the mattress to grind against him.

“No,” I gasped, “I don’t want slow anymore.”

He gave me exactly what I silently begged for-hips rolling in a slow, deliberate grind that dragged

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a broken moan from my throat. My breaths came in short, desperate bursts.

“Stop stalling,” I pleaded, my own voice sounding foreign, raw, needy.

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“Oh, Cutie Pie…” His tone dipped into something darker. “I’m trying so hard not to hurt you. But it

looks like I’m out of options.”

One heartbeat we were still clothed in the shadowed room. The next came the unmistakable rip of fabric-mine first, then his. Cool night air kissed my bare skin as shreds of clothing fell away.

Before I could even draw breath, he was gloriously naked above me.

His hand slid between us without warning, fingers finding my drenched center. He pressed firmly

against my clit and I cried out sharply, hips jerking up into his touch.

“I want you inside me now, Helio,” I begged, nails digging into his shoulders.

“You’re soaked enough,” he rasped, voice so low and gravelly I almost didn’t recognize it-more

beast than man.

Then he proved it.

No preamble. No gentleness. He drove into me in one deep, ruthless thrust. My back bowed off the bed, a choked gasp tearing from my throat.

“No going slow, Idara,” he growled.

And he meant it.

He set a punishing rhythm, hard, fast, relentless. I’d already been wet when we reached the room, drenched the moment he laid me down, but now I was flooding, slick and hot and lost in the

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