The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 506

Damien

Her skin is flush again, as she stares at me with wide eyes. “Uh, I….” Her eyes dart around the room, trying to avoid my gaze. “I know you felt that too.”

“You felt something?”

Her brow crinkles up as she nods her head “And when I touched your hand this morning. I can’t hold it in any longer. I saw it, I saw how you reacted, you felt it, just like I did.” Samara leans back against the basin and takes a deep breath. “Are you going to say anything?” She presses. “Please don’t say you didn’t feel it. Please don’t lie to me. Because I am so confused right now. I just need to know it’s not in my head. And I need to know what this is.”

“Yes, I felt something.” I felt something every time I looked at her, especially since getting to know her a little more. And she constantly invaded my thoughts.

She slowly bobs her head and takes another deep breath. “I’m definitely not imagining it?”

I cock a brow at her. “You thought you were going mad?”

“I just needed to know I wasn’t losing it.” She spins around and turns the tap on, splashing her face with water.

I move quickly, locking my arms around her as she lets out a small squeal. Pressing my nose against her neck, I felt that same spark. It only seemed to happen when our skin touched.

Inhaling, I smell nothing but another Lycan. No sweet scent. No intoxicating smell that drew me in. Nothing. Yet the sparks continue to pulsate, sending wave after wave of life through me. It didn’t make sense, but maybe it didn’t have to.

She leans her head back against my chest, her eyes close as she takes slow deep breaths. “What’s happening?” she whispers.

I could smell her arousal, but I don’t say anything.

“Damien.” My name is barely a whisper as my hand slides up under the shirt. Her skin is warm and seems to come alive under my touch. More sparks radiate down the length of my fingers, spreading out across my hand as she holds her breath.

“Breathe,” My lips are millimetres away from her ear and her cheeks turn the reddest I have ever seen.

“This is a dream.” She mutters.

“Fuck.” She mutters

As my finger retreats, I slam back into her with two fingers. Her hands hit the wall as she lets out a growl.

She tightens around my fingers, already close to an orgasm as my thumb settles on her clit.

Pressing my lips against her neck as she moans my name, I push my fingers in, all the way to the knuckles. She breaks around me. Her muscles clamping my fingers in place as my name comes from her lips in a whispered delight.

Releasing my fingers, her breath is heavy. She stares at me in the mirror for a moment and slowly turns around to look at me. Her lips are parted a little and her eyes are wide with surprise.

As I start to lift her shirt up, she raises her arms so I can lift it over her head. Her eyes stay on me the entire time.

Leaning down, I carefully lick around each of the dark pink swollen nipples, and momentarily take them in my mouth, giving each one a little bite.