Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow
Chapter 468: Don’t Hold Back

Chapter 468: Don’t Hold Back

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Chapter 468

~Zara’s POV~

"I love you," I replied, pulling back just enough to meet Aira’s gaze. "Forever."

Then she kissed me again, and there was nothing more to say.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Now, are you going to stop being that perfect gentleman and make love to me?"

Hearing Aira say that helped me let go of any more inhibitions and fears I had about her not being ready for me.

"Oh, you bet, my mate," I whispered against her skin.

She chuckled. "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Absolutely nothing, Aira."

I watched Aira shiver, goosebumps rising along her skin, as I removed the dress completely from her. Underneath, she wore a beautiful set of black lingerie.

I had no words.

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

"You are absolutely breathtaking."

She blushed, but her eyes flashed with the same need that filled my veins. "Touch me, Zade."

My mouth crashed down against hers, and we were lost.

There was no going back.

The fire was ignited, and the flames were going to devour us both.

"Fuck," I growled, breaking the kiss to press my lips to her neck.

She gasped, and her body arched against me, her legs tightening around my hips.

My hand skimmed her waist and slipped between her thighs. She cried out the moment my fingers found her core, and the sound was like lightning through my veins.

I kissed Aira harder and with more vigour, more demanding and hungry.

"Aira, you’re so wet for me." She whimpered at my comment, her hips grinding against my hand.

"Gods, Zade. I... I can’t..."

"Tell me," I breathed, my thumb tracing slow circles around her clit.

She bit her lip and her hands gripped the sheets. "I can’t take it."

"Can’t take what?"

Her eyes locked on mine, dark with desire. "I want you, Zade."

My cock twitched. Watching her writhing beneath me, and pleading with me was more than I could have asked for. "Fuck," I groaned.

"Please."

That word, combined with the look in her eyes, sent a jolt of heat through my veins. I didn’t make her ask again.

Aira’s breath was ragged, her skin flushed, her body open to me like a blooming flower drawn to the sun.

She was trembling—not from fear, not from hesitation, but from the sheer weight of anticipation.

I pressed a trail of slow kisses along her jawline, then lower to the base of her neck. Her scent wrapped around me, warmly and inviting, and I breathed her in like she was the air I’d been dying for.

"You’re everything," I whispered against her collarbone.

Then I descended further.

I kissed the swell of Aira’s breasts, reverently, before tugging the lace of her bra down to expose her soft, perfect skin.

Her nipples were already peaked, begging for attention, and I gave them exactly what they needed.

I took one into my mouth, sucking gently, my tongue swirling in slow circles. Aira gasped, her back arching beautifully, pressing herself harder against my mouth.

My hand found the other breast, thumb brushing lightly over the tip, mimicking the rhythm of my tongue.

"Zade..." she whispered, her fingers tangling in my hair, holding me to her.

Her moans only spurred me on, and made me more ravenous. I switched sides, letting my teeth graze her nipple ever so slightly before soothing the sensation with the soft heat of my tongue.

The contrast made her shudder beneath me, a delicious tremor of surrender.

"You taste like stars," I murmured against her skin as my lips brushed her skin. And then, while my mouth worked her chest, my hand slipped lower.

I ran my fingers down her stomach, over the smooth curve of her hip, until I found the slick heat between her thighs again.

I teased her slowly at first, tracing along her folds, relishing the way her hips jerked toward my hand, wordless in their plea.

Aira was soaked. So ready. Every part of her called to me.

I slipped two fingers inside of her warm pussy, slowly, carefully, and she gasped again, her walls clenching around me like she never wanted to let me go.

"Oh, gods—Zade..."

My thumb circled her clit with gentle, relentless pressure, matching the rhythm of my fingers, working her steadily toward that edge.

But I wasn’t done. Not even close.

I kissed my way lower—down the valley between her breasts, along her stomach, over the curve of her hips. She watched me with wide, heated eyes, her breath coming in little gasps.

"Zade, wait—" she started, her voice shaky.

I stilled for a moment and looked up at her. But her protest died the instant I pressed a soft kiss to her pussy.

Her breath hitched.

Then I parted her legs, gently, reverently, and kissed the soft, shaven skin of her lips—slow, lingering, intimate.

Aira whimpered, torn between embarrassment and raw desire, but I held her gaze.

"You are divine," I said in a voice thick with want. "And I want all of you."

I dipped my head, parted her folds with my tongue, and tasted her.

The moment my tongue flicked across her clit, her entire body jolted, a shocked cry escaping her lips. Her hands flew to my head, not to push me away—but to hold me there, to ground herself.

"Zade, I—" she moaned. "I can’t—this feels..."

"Too good?" I asked, my voice a low rumble against her heat.

She nodded helplessly, her legs trembling around my shoulders.

I licked her again, slower this time, drawing lazy circles, tasting her like a forbidden delicacy I could never get enough of.

She was dripping, her body quaking with every stroke of my tongue. I moaned into her, the sound sending another wave of pleasure through her.

Aira gasped and bucked against my mouth, and I held her tight, devouring her softly, then firmly, building her pleasure with the same care I would use to write her name into the stars.

"You’re going to fall apart for me, Aira," I whispered between licks, "and I’ll be right here to catch every piece."

Aira’s fingers tangled in my hair, her thighs trembling around my shoulders, breath caught between gasps and soft cries.

I could feel her fighting it—hovering on that precipice, clinging to the edge with the last threads of control.

But I wasn’t going to let her stay there for long.

I flattened my tongue and licked a slow, unbroken stroke from her entrance to her clit, savoring every shiver, every sweet, desperate moan.

My fingers moved inside her in perfect rhythm, curling slightly, seeking that spot that would make her lose herself completely.

And when I found it—oh, when I found it—she cried out like the stars were being pulled from the sky.

"Zade... please, I—" Aira’s voice cracked, almost a sob of pleasure. "It’s too much."

I smiled against her, gently flicking my tongue over her clit, coaxing her higher. "Let go, Aira. Let me take you there."

She whimpered again, her body writhing beneath me, torn between surrender and the overwhelming rush of sensation I gave her.

"Cum for me," I whispered, and sealed my lips around her.

That was all it took. Aira shattered.

Her cry filled the room, breathless and broken, her hips bucking against my mouth as waves of ecstasy tore through her.

Thank goodness I had soundproof walls else we’d be waking little Storm and having him come check up on hsi mothe rlike he did ara and Snow.

I didn’t stop—I wanted every last tremble, every last drop of her. I held Aira through it, lips soft now, easing her down gently from the peak.

When she finally collapsed against the bed, dazed and glowing, I kissed her thighs softly, reverently, then climbed up to cradle her in my arms.

Her chest was rising and falling in fast, shallow breaths, eyes wide and wet with the kind of emotion that only came from being completely seen—completely loved.

"I’ve never..." she whispered. "Zade... I’ve never felt anything like that."

I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips. "Because no one’s ever loved you the way I do."

She looked at me then, and what I saw in her gaze undid me more than anything else—trust. Full, unguarded, vulnerable trust.

I kissed her again, slowly and deep, and this time, when I shifted my body between her thighs, there was no hesitation in her. She opened for me, arms wrapping around my neck, her legs curling around my waist.

"Are you ready?" I asked, brushing my nose against hers.

"I want all of you, Zade," Aira whispered. "Now. Always."

I pressed into her slowly, the head of my cock nudging at her entrance, and then, heat and that unfamiliar tightness surrounded me.

Aira and I both gasped as I slid into her, inch by inch, her body welcoming me with a wet, silken grip that made it hard to breathe.

I held still, buried deep inside her, letting her adjust, letting the moment stretch between us like a sacred vow.

"You feel... gods, you feel perfect," I whispered.

"So do you," Aira breathed, hands caressing my back, pulling me even closer. "Don’t hold back."

And I didn’t.

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