The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 169

**Steps Along Forgotten Roads**
**By Sophia Reed**
**Chapter 169: Indulge Me**

In that fleeting moment, Alexander found himself utterly convinced that he would acquiesce to any desire Evelyn expressed. The ache of her absence had settled deep within him, a gnawing hunger he could no longer ignore. It felt as though he had wandered through a desert without the solace of her presence, and now, finally reunited, he craved that connection with an intensity that left him breathless.

His yearning for her was primal, akin to the desperate need for sustenance—a basic human instinct. Earlier, when his emotions had spilled forth, he hadn’t intended for it to happen, yet he felt no regret. In fact, there was a certain relief in having laid his heart bare.

He reflected on how different things might have been had he been honest about his feelings from the start. Perhaps they could have avoided the pain and frustration that had shadowed their relationship for so long. But now, standing at the threshold of a new chapter, he and Evelyn were ready to move beyond those shadows.

Back in the cozy intimacy of their room, he felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of fulfilling her unspoken request.

“Indulge you how?” he asked, his voice low and inviting.

His heart raced as he noticed her nibbling on her lower lip, a habit she had when she was anxious or deep in thought. It was a small, seemingly insignificant action, yet it stirred something deep within him every time.

“I… I want you to lay on your back,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But first, I need you out of your clothes.”

A grin spread across Alexander’s face as he eagerly complied. With a swift motion, he reached over his shoulder and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside. Evelyn’s hands moved deftly to his belt, her fingers working with a purpose that ignited a fire within him. As she unfastened the buckle and slid the zipper down, her hand slipped into his boxers, finding him hard and ready.

A shudder escaped his lips, a breathless sound of anticipation. He had to remind himself to stay grounded; if he lost focus now, it would all end far too quickly.

“So you want me on my back, huh? I can certainly do that,” he replied, forcing himself to pull away from her tantalizing touch just long enough to shed his pants entirely.

With a sense of eagerness, he climbed onto the mattress, reclining against the soft pillows. As he settled back, his gaze roamed over her, drinking in every detail.

“You’re far too overdressed right now,” he teased, a playful smirk gracing his lips.

Evelyn let out a soft giggle, rising from her spot at the foot of the bed. She began to mimic his earlier movements, her fingers deftly working at the buttons of her blouse until the fabric slipped to the floor like a forgotten memory. Next, she tackled her skirt, tugging it down her thighs with a firm determination that made his heart race. Soon, she stood before him clad only in her delicate bra and matching underwear.

“Jesus Christ,” Alexander groaned, unable to tear his eyes away from the alluring curves of her body, the lace of her bra framing her breasts perfectly.

“Sweetheart, as much as I adore that set, I suggest you take it all off before it gets ruined,” he advised, his voice thick with desire.

Evelyn bit her lip, a playful smile threatening to break free as she finally shed the last remnants of her clothing. The sight of her, completely bare and radiant, made his pulse quicken with excitement.

With a boldness that took him by surprise, she crawled up the bed and straddled his waist, her eyes sparkling with mischief. His hands instinctively cupped her hips, grounding him in the moment.

“This is what you wanted, huh? You want to ride me,” he said, his voice a low growl of anticipation.

With heavy-lidded eyes, she nodded. “Yes.”

The thought of her riding him sent shivers down his spine. He had dreamed of this moment since he had encouraged her to explore her own pleasure. The knowledge that he would be part of every one of her firsts filled him with a sense of pride and excitement. He could already envision the intoxicating sight of her hips swaying, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

As his fingers drifted down to seek the silky warmth between her legs, Evelyn’s head fell back, a broken moan escaping her lips as he found her slick folds.

“Lift up for me,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.

He positioned himself at her entrance, guiding her down onto his length with deliberate care. They both gasped as the head of his cock breached her opening, a shared moment of exquisite tension.

“Take it slow,” he instructed, his breath hitching with anticipation.

He refused to move until he was fully enveloped within her. When she finally settled at the base of his length, her body trembled, and she leaned forward, pressing her hands against his chest for balance.

Alexander was captivated by her resolve. A tortured groan escaped him as she began to shift her hips. “Good girl,” he praised, feeling a rush of pride at her determination.

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