The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: Chapter 366 Woke Up The Beast In Him

"Ugh!" Zion groaned, his head tipping back as the tremor coursed through him, reaching deep inside. Addison, her hand wrapped around his hard shaft, felt her breath hitch, like the air had been stolen from her lungs.

A sudden, irresistible urge bloomed within her, the thought of taking him into her mouth flooding her mind with heat. But before she could act, Zion looked down at her. The burning desire in his emerald eyes had deepened, dark and endless like the ocean’s depths.

"Addie," he said, his voice low and commanding, laced with a dark tease, "put it in your mouth. Didn’t you agree to be my little slut tonight, hmm?"

Hearing him, Addison’s breath caught once more, his words striking her with the same intensity as if he had just read her every thought.

The two locked eyes for what felt like an eternity, neither willing to be the first to look away, as if doing so would mean surrender. But with Zion towering over her, the advantage was his. Addison’s gaze wavered first, her lashes fluttering as fatigue set in. A slow, knowing smirk curved Zion’s lips, the silent victor of their unspoken standoff.

Still holding her hand, he guided it gently, urging her to resume stroking his cock. His breath hitched as he bit down on his lower lip, his eyes dark and heavy with desire, never once leaving hers. Realizing she had lost, Addison yielded to him, her movements growing slower, more deliberate, as she inched closer.

Zion’s voice dropped to a low, intoxicating murmur as he urged her, "Go on, Addie... take it in your mouth."

Addison’s throat went dry as she kept her gaze locked on Zion’s eyes. There was something in the way he looked at her, an intensity that felt almost hypnotic, compelling her to obey.

Or maybe, she thought, it wasn’t his gaze at all. Maybe it was just her own desire, her own excuse for wanting to do it. Slowly, she parted her lips and let her tongue slip out, her breath trembling with anticipation.

Seeing her comply, Zion’s restrained smirk deepened, satisfaction flickering across his face. He released her hand, letting her take the lead without his guidance.

"Good girl..." he murmured, his voice thick with approval, as one hand rested casually on his hip and the other slid behind him, his gaze never leaving her. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Seeing him like that, Addison brought her right hand up to steady Zion’s cock above her lips. She gave a slow, deliberate lick across the tip where his precum had gathered, tasting him inside her mouth.

Zion hissed sharply, every nerve tightening as the sensation shot through him. Her torturously slow pace felt like punishment; it was a sweet, unbearable torture that tested the limits of his control. He had the sudden urge to grab her hair, to bury himself deep, to end the teasing that was driving him mad.

The moment Addison’s small, soft tongue flicked against the sensitive tip, a tremor ran through him. A low, muffled groan escaped his lips as his head tilted back, his body trembling with need.

He leaned forward slightly, his hips inching closer to her face, a silent, wordless command for her to take him in deeper, hoping she would understand.

But Addison kept her slow, teasing pace, her tongue tracing languid circles over the tip as she watched his expression intently. Zion’s jaw tightened, his breath coming heavier as he fought the urge to grab her hair and push himself into her mouth.

When his eyes opened and met hers, there was fire in them, barely restrained hunger.

"Addie," he ground out, his tone low and commanding, "roll your tongue around the crown... then take it in slowly. I want it all in your mouth—down to the hilt."

He licked his lips, a thin sheen of sweat glistening across his forehead, his control hanging by a thread as he watched her obey.

Addison didn’t say a word. Her gaze stayed locked on Zion’s as she slowly circled her tongue around the crown of his cock, each deliberate motion meant to test him and to see how long he could endure without giving in to his urge to grab her hair and take control.

She knew Zion wasn’t a man known for patience, and that only made her want to push him further. A slow, knowing smirk tugged at her lips as she continued her teasing pace, her saliva glistening over the swollen tip, catching the faint light between them like a challenge.

"Addie..." Zion rasped, his voice low and strained as his fingers flexed restlessly against his hip. Every slow swirl of her tongue around his cock felt like exquisite torture, a deliberate test of his control.

’See?’ her eyes seemed to tease. ’I can silence you with just one touch. So stop trying to tell me what to do.’

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