The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 Let Me See...

The way she looked had completely undone him. His grip tightened, his thrusts growing more desperate, almost punishing, as though giving in to a primal need that drowned out reason.

He couldn’t stop, didn’t want to stop.

Every sound she made, every flicker of movement, only pulled him deeper into that feverish, uncontrollable need that had taken hold of him entirely.

But it was actually harder than it seemed to take back control of his desire that had now run wild as he continued to roll his hips in and out.

"Ugh... Addie... I—I’m sorry, but you started it..." Zion groaned, though there wasn’t an ounce of apology in his voice. His grip tightened in her hair as he guided her movements, thrusting deeper into her mouth.

"Just a little more, baby... I’m so close... too close..." he gasped between ragged breaths, his voice thick with desire. Every muscle in his body tensed; the sensitivity and rush of pleasure were overwhelming, but embarrassment was the last thing on his mind.

The sooner he came, the sooner Addison could get back on her feet, if she could even stand after this. The thought alone sent a wicked thrill through Zion’s mind. His head tilted back, a deep groan escaping his throat as his abs tensed and trembled. That familiar heat coiled tightly in his core, pleasure flooding his senses until it consumed him completely.

"Don’t worry, baby... I’ll make sure you cum plenty later. Just hold on a little longer," Zion rasped, his voice thick with desire as he pushed deeper into Addison’s throat. She gagged harder, tears spilling down her flushed cheeks.

Yet seeing him so lost in pleasure, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes back, the sensation overwhelming her until she felt suffocated.

That familiar heat and taste hit the back of her throat, thick and heavy, making her choke as it almost climbed back up to her nose.

"Addie," Zion groaned, voice rough and commanding, "swallow it... like the little slut you’re meant to be."

He pinched her nose, forcing her to gulp every drop as his body convulsed as cum so hard. Sweat trickled down his face, slid along his sharp jawline, and ran down his heaving chest to his chiseled abs, gleaming under the dim light as he caught his breath.

"Ha... ha..." Zion panted heavily, his chest rising and falling as he looked down at Addison. She was still sitting on the rock right in front of him, her eyes red and glossy, a faint trace of his release glistening at the corner of her mouth.

A small bubble of snot trembled beneath her nose, making her look messy, pitiful even, but to Zion, she had never looked more raw, more devastatingly beautiful.

After all, that disheveled face was because of him, because she had taken him so deep, because she’d given herself to him without restraint. The sight of her like that, his cum still on her lips, made his insides tremble all over again, pleasure and hunger twisting tightly in his gut despite having just released.

Zion brushed his thumb over Addison’s swollen lips, a lazy grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as he caught his breath. "Good girl..." he murmured before leaning down to press a soft kiss on her forehead.

Addison glared up at him weakly, her chest still heaving. She knew she looked like a complete mess, eyes puffy, lips red and glistening, but she didn’t have the strength to scold him.

Her body felt heavy, drained... yet burning. It was as if she had climaxed right along with him. Her core throbbed, slick and drenched, betraying how much she’d been affected by everything he’d done to her.

Zion’s words from earlier echoed in her mind, being called ’his little slut’. And though she wanted to deny it, the thought made her heart race.

There was a teasing glint in his eyes, but beneath it burned something far deeper. In truth, Zion could barely restrain himself. What he wanted most was to drop to his knees and worship Addison’s body, his Goddess.

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