The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 510

Chapter 510: Chapter 510 Don’t Rush

He wasn’t in a rush to lose himself completely, not when moments like this, when he had her all to himself, were so rare.

So instead of rushing into reckless mating, Levi chose to drag it out, to taste her slowly, to make her feel every ounce of the tension he had been suppressing, his grip firm above her head as his lips moved against hers with restrained hunger.

"Hng..." A soft moan slipped from Addison’s lips as the gnawing hunger inside her swelled, hot and insistent, as if some invisible aphrodisiac had been poured straight into her veins. Her body no longer felt like her own; every nerve seemed to scream for Levi, for his touch, for the coolness of his skin.

Heat coursed through her, unbearable and restless, like molten magma flowing beneath her flesh. It made her skin burn, itch, and ache all at once, leaving her desperate for relief. And Levi, cool and steady, felt like the only oasis she could cling to.

Instinctively, she tried to press closer, to rub against him, to chase that soothing chill his body gave her.

But Levi didn’t let her.

The moment he noticed her restless movements, he tightened his hold, subtly but firmly restricting her, taking full control instead of letting her move as she pleased. His restraint was deliberate, almost calculated, as if he refused to let her act purely on instinct.

Addison wanted to pout, to protest at being stopped when her body was craving him so badly, but the moment she parted her lips, Levi was already kissing her again.

Hungry. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Deep.

Yet still restrained.

Even in the way he kissed her, she could feel it, that tight leash he kept on himself, as though he were savoring something exquisite placed right in front of him rather than devouring it outright. His lips moved slowly, deliberately, tasting instead of taking, while his hips rolled against hers at an unhurried, teasing pace that sent a sharp, aching frustration pooling low in her stomach.

It wasn’t enough.

Not when her body was burning, not when every slow movement only made the ache worse.

She wanted more — faster, harder, deeper — but Levi gave her no space to voice it, stealing every breath, every sound, every protest with another lingering kiss, as if he fully intended to keep her trapped in that torturous, maddening pace of his choosing.

As if Levi had already read the words she was too overwhelmed to say, he didn’t pull away. Instead, he stayed close, so close that his lips kept brushing against hers with every breath he took, refusing to leave even the slightest space between them.

"Don’t rush, Addie..." he murmured hoarsely, his voice low and intimate, the words ghosting straight into her mouth as he spoke.

His right hand slid slowly down the side of her neck, fingers warm and steady as they cradled her jaw while he continued to kiss her. The touch was firm, possessive even, yet laced with an unmistakable gentleness that made her chest tighten. Every stroke of his thumb, every careful tilt of her face, felt deliberate, as if he wasn’t just indulging in desire, but memorizing her, savoring her.

Addison could feel it clearly.

He wasn’t touching her like a man driven by raw lust alone.

He was touching her like she was something precious.

Like he wanted to treasure every reaction, every shiver, every soft sound she made, to show her, without words, just how deeply he wanted her, not only in body but in heart.

And that realization shook her far more than his hunger ever could.

Her heartbeat stuttered, then raced wildly as the heat inside her surged again, rising higher and higher until it felt suffocating. It was no longer just desire; it was overwhelming, consuming, as if her entire body was slipping closer into heat, every nerve hypersensitive, every brush of his lips and fingers sending tremors down her spine.

The more gentle he was, the more unbearable the heat became.

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