Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Fifty

I wore a gown–an elegant, mid–length, midnight blue dress. The neckline dipping just enough to reveal a hint of cleavage.

“You should wear dresses more often,” Alexander said.

“I wouldn’t have worn one if not for the fear of sticking out

“You are the Luna of the Nightshade pack; you will always stick out.”

We took the black Range Rovers, and the three cars following us carried five of our soldiers. Alexander took the lead, and I sat beside him in the passenger seat while he drove.

“I didn’t know you were such a good driver.”

“Is that a compliment?” he asked, looking away from the road ahead and at me.

“No. I’m just surprised. Most ‘Alphas‘ prefer seating behind while their drivers do the driving.

most Alphas.” He said, his eyes still on me instead of on the

us killed if you don’t

“Have more faith in me,

if you were staring ahead instead

says, his hands dropping to my thigh. I saw the truck coming our way, and swiftly he dodged it without having

aware of

be doing other things with this extra time.” “Things like what?” The moment the question left my lips. I mentally smacked myself at how stupid I was; his hands went higher and stopped between

“Alex…”

you pulled the last time, I am bound

I gasped when I felt them

I began, but then he moved my panties to the side, and his finger slipped into me. I

deeper. He pulled out of me and placed the very same finger in his mouth, linking my juice

verge, and the other cars followed suit, though he paid them

I wanted this.

me. I kissed him back, taking his lower lip into my mouth; the kiss turned heated very quickly, and his hands trailed down my body as mine did his. I