The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 526

Neah

Dane gets back in the car as Damien and Brax move to the car behind us. I watch as Silas walks away in the direction of the house he is staying in.

“That’s it?” I ask

“We have agreed to meet tomorrow evening. I do not want you to come.”

I nod as he backs the car up and turns it around.

“You tried searching for a link, didn’t you?” He asks as he rests a hand on my thigh

“There is nothing. It’s like, I hear what Silas is saying and I heard Brax confirming that Silas is telling the truth. But there is no link to Serkan. Not even something that is blocked off from me. There are also no other names that could be mistaken as his.”

“It is an unusual name.” He confirms

“Why have you agreed to meet Silas?” I ask as he picks up speed

“I want to pick apart his answers a bit more.”

“You mean test him.” I yawn

He nods “And it’s easier to do it without him staring at you every two seconds.”

“I think we have made it clear to him that we are inseparable. Maybe he's curious because of who I am. And he seems more than aware that if he tries anything, he would be signing his own death warrant.”

“I agree.” His thumb makes small circles on my thigh. “It was not how I was expecting your first beach visit to go.”

“Does anything ever go as planned?” I muse and sink down further in the seat as his hand slips up under the robe.

“I can think of a few things that do.”

He pulls the car over, switching off the engine and the lights. He slides his seat back and pulls me on to his lap so that I am facing him. He hadn’t bothered changing into anything Silas had offered so his jeans were still damp.

Danes' sharp canines pierce the flesh surrounding my nipple as his fingers penetrate me. He sucks hard, catching all of the spilled red droplets with his tongue as his thumb settles on my clit.

I let out a growl as the combination makes my core ache.

His thumb provides more pressure against my swollen nub and his lips curve up into a smile as he watches me.

He slows his fingers down, testing my entrance and when I try to set my own rhythm, he stills his hand.

I press my forehead against his, “Please.” I whisper. I was so close and could feel it slipping away.

They start moving again, but painfully slow. I slam my lips against his, to silence the loud moan as his fingers slip knuckle deep into me.

The ache in my core spreads. “Dane.” I mouth.

The sound of his zipper joins my moans and I feel his solid length pressing against my entrance. His crimson eyes lock on mine and he thrusts, sliding straight into me.