The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 370 Wanting All Of Her

Shura’s growl echoed in his head, low and frustrated, but Zion didn’t care. He refused to just give in to the beast’s demand to fuck and claim without care. He knew what would happen if he did, Addison would get hurt. She wasn’t ready to take him raw, not yet.

He might be proud of his size, but he wasn’t a brute.

Addison wasn’t just his mate to mount and mark; she was the woman meant for him, the one molded to complete him. And even though her body would eventually take everything he gave her, if he didn’t prepare her, if he just shoved himself in out of hunger, he’d be tearing into her body, which would hurt her physically.

He wanted her to tremble under him because of pleasure, not pain. He wanted her moans to be filled with desire, not discomfort.

He wanted her to remember this as love, not just mating.

So he breathed deeply, forcing the wolf’s voice down as his hand traced slow, possessive circles over Addison’s thigh. His restraint was thin, trembling, but his resolve was firm. When he finally took her, he wanted her body to beg for it, to open up for him willingly, desperately, not because Shura demanded it, but because she wanted him.

If he gave in to the beast’s urge and just fucked her senseless, it wouldn’t bring him any closer to Addison; it might even push her further away. What Shura didn’t understand was that sex alone couldn’t fix the complicated, tangled mess of emotions between them.

Right now, this, her soft moans, her trembling body under his hands, was the only thing he could offer her. He knew deep down that Addison’s feelings for him were still complicated, tangled in confusion and resistance.

She was here because the sex was good, because their mate bond made their bodies crave each other like fire and gasoline, but beyond that? What did he really have to give her?

Nothing.

Addison already had everything: strength, power, beauty, and two other mates who could give her more than he ever could. All Zion had was the way he touched her, the way he made her come apart beneath him.

That was his only claim, his only weapon. So he poured every ounce of himself into it, his need, his jealousy, his desperate want to be the one she chooses, even if her heart was divided.

Shura couldn’t understand any of that. The wolf only saw what it wanted: to mate, to claim, to fuck until she screamed his name. But Zion carried the weight of human emotions, of knowing that love wasn’t just about taking, it was about earning her, one trembling moan at a time.

"Hmph! With all your damn teasing and dilly dallying, she’ll just lose the heat and forget you even had her wet in the first place," Shura growled, its tone laced with irritation and hunger.

The wolf huffed, retreating to the dark corner of Zion’s mind, its massive form pacing before finally plopping down like a caged beast.

"I–I..." Addison’s voice caught in her throat as her gaze locked onto Zion’s. The moment their eyes met, she froze, because the way he looked at her wasn’t just hunger; it was possession. His eyes were molten, dark with desire, and in that gaze, she could almost feel him already fucking her, hard, deep, and in every way he’d imagined.

The urge to mark her, to sink his teeth into that soft flesh and make her undeniably his, thrummed violently through his veins.

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