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.”

of my silver hair between his fingers, his

I

“For what?”

for…” I thought about how electric it 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 I couldn’t feel anything else. Subconsciously, I clenched my thigh together; the pain I felt made me remember how real it was. “Thank you for everything.” I completed it, but those dark

he had last fed on me,

know you

more than you could ever understand. I lust after it. But the last time,

it was really me speaking—or the high, the craving for the pleasure his fangs brought. He gave in, just as

he whispered. “Some may

more.‘

His

IT

to find out, but he cupped my breasts, and then, without 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 was, I had been ready; I would have gladly let him take me, but of course, he held back–and too soon, he

breast

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