The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 103

**Steps Along Forgotten Roads**
**By Sophia Reed**
**Chapter 103: Seeing Stars**

[Third-Person’s POV]

Alexander’s gaze was fixed intently on Evelyn as she clutched the bed sheets beneath her, her fingers tangling in the fabric as if it were her only anchor to reality. She squirmed, a mix of need and desire coursing through her, pressing deeper into his grasp as if seeking solace.

“I need to get you out of these clothes,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, reverberating deep within his chest. The heat radiating from her body was intoxicating, igniting a fire within him that he was struggling to contain. “I need to see all of you.”

With a swift, fluid motion, he withdrew his hand only to deftly hook his fingers around the waistband of Evelyn’s skirt. In one decisive tug, he practically ripped it from her legs, the sound of the fabric parting from her body echoing in the charged atmosphere. He caught the sharp intake of breath that escaped her lips, the air seemingly stolen from her lungs in that moment.

But Evelyn was undeterred. With a fierce determination, she discarded her top and bra, leaving her bare before him. Alexander’s breath hitched as he drank in the sight of her, his eyes roaming hungrily over her exquisite form. Without a second thought, he knelt on the bed, leaning down to capture one of her pert nipples between his lips, savoring her softness.

“Nnngh!” she gasped, the sound a delicious invitation that sent shivers down his spine.

The sensation of her body pressing against him was heavenly, her wanton little moans stirring an insatiable frenzy within him. It was becoming increasingly difficult to remember the boundaries he had set for himself earlier.

God, I want to lose myself inside her, to feel her warmth envelop me as I bring her pleasure with nothing but my body.

He cupped her other breast, reveling in the way she grasped at his biceps, her fingers digging in as if she were trying to pull him closer.

“Alexander,” she whimpered, her voice laced with need. “Please, I need…”

“Shh,” he soothed, his tone a gentle caress. “Patience, sweetheart. I want to explore every inch of this beautiful body. I want to discover every sweet spot you have and make you completely mine.”

“I’m already yours,” she breathed, her eyes dark and sultry, filled with a desire that nearly consumed him.

In that moment, he felt himself teetering on the edge of control. Her gaze held him captive, her lips slightly parted, each exhale a desperate plea for more. Yet, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was teetering on the brink of consciousness, her body still trembling, her eyes clouded with a mix of arousal and confusion.

This isn’t about me. It’s about her.

He lowered his lips, trailing kisses down her chest and over her taut stomach, feeling the muscle beneath his hands as they gripped her hips.

“Ah, ah. Stay still,” he cooed, his voice a low murmur of encouragement.

His fingers brushed over her soft lavender panties, nearly translucent from her arousal. Leaning down, he pressed a long, lingering kiss to the inner side of her upper thigh, tantalizingly close to her most sensitive spot. The anticipation made his mouth water.

His self-control was fraying at the edges. With a single, gentle kiss on her lace-covered mound, he inhaled her intoxicating scent, letting it wash over him like a wave.

He slipped his fingers beneath the delicate material, pulling it aside with a swift motion.

“Fuck,” he hissed, the sound escaping him through clenched teeth.

In that instant, something snapped within him. Without a moment’s hesitation, he dove in, covering her slick core with his mouth. Evelyn let out a broken cry as his tongue glided through her folds, taking long, deliberate strokes from her entrance to the sensitive bundle of nerves above.

He lifted her hips, holding her in place, his mouth eagerly devouring her essence.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he groaned, lost in the pleasure of her body. “I should have been doing this ages ago.”

“Ah! Oh my God!” Evelyn gasped, her voice growing hoarse, the sound music to his ears.

He thrust his tongue deep inside her, refusing to relent, feeling her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer, deeper.

Alexander growled with approval. The knowledge that he could bring her such pleasure thrilled him.

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