Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Eight

“You can open your eyes now,” he assured me.

But my eyes were squeezed shut, and I wasn’t sure I could open them even if I tried. It took a full minute before I finally managed to pry them open–and to my surprise, we were standing right in front of the familiar building, the one I now saw as home.

“How…” I trailed off. I knew just how we got here. He ran.

Daemon took me inside, straight up to his room, before placing me down on his bed.

“Who were those people after you?”

“My people.” He answered.

“If they are your people, they shouldn’t be a threat, right?‘

He regarded me again. “The deal was for me to kill you that was the agreement. But now, you’re under my roof, and I can’t go through with it. They feel betrayed, disappointed. And if given the chance, they wouldn’t hesitate to kill you.”

his touch lingering. “I won’t

you,” I said.

“For what?”

had felt when his fangs were deep inside my skin, then my thought shifted to the pure ecstasy I had felt when he was buried inside me, pounding into me so hard that

my neck. Since he had last fed on me, I didn’t

you

could ever understand. I lust after it. But the last time, I had almost drained you, and

really me speaking—or the high, the craving for the pleasure his fangs brought. He gave in, just as I knew he would. He pulled

drink from,” he whispered. “Some may offer less blood, but you’ll

more.‘

His

IT

warning, sank his fangs in. The pleasure struck so fast that barely registered the pain. My hands tangled in his hair as I moaned over and again. Despite how sore I

mouth to my breast

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