The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Ava’s POV:

Every single thought flew out the window the moment his lips met mine again. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, my back pressed against the edge of the counter. The hard surface bit into my spine, but I didn’t care. All I could focus on was him–his warmth, his strength, the way his lips molded perfectly against mine.

Grayson broke the kiss just long enough to look at me. His breathing was ragged, his pupils blown wide with a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite name. “Ava,” he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent, but there was a rough edge to it. “Tell me to stop if-

“I don’t want you to stop,” I cut him off.

His forehead rested against mine for the briefest moment, his hand sliding down to rest on my hip. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered, and then his lips were on mine again, hungrier this time.

His hands skimmed my waist, his fingers splaying across my lower back before dipping lower, gripping me firmly. I gasped into his mouth, and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, his tongue sweeping against mine in a way that left me trembling.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured against my skin, his lips lesving mine trailing down my jaw to the sensitive spot just below my ear. My breath hitched, and I gripped his shoulders for support, my nails digging into the fabric of his shirt.

“Grayson,” I breathed, his name a plea, a prayer.

He pulled back slightly, his gaze locking onto them lips found mine again, his hands skimming under my shirt, his touch warm and steady, sending shivers down my spine. He moved slowly, as though savoring every second, every inch of exposed skin. His lips followed the path of his hands, pressing soft, lingering kisses along my collarbone, my shoulder, and finally my neck.

I tilted my head back, letting him take the lead, my fingers gripping the edge of the counter for stability. “Grayson…” His name escaped my lips again, breathless and heavy with emotion.

He stilled, his hands pausing at my waist. “Say it again,” he murmured against my skin, his voice low and almost desperate. I looked down at him, my heart pounding in my chest. “Grayson

His gaze snapped to mine, dark and intense. “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say my name like that,” he said, his hands tightening their hold on my hips.

He dipped his head lower, his lips trailing down the curve of my throat, over my shoulder, and finally to the exposed skin at the base of my ribs. Every kiss was slow and deliberate, each one leaving me breathless. I felt my body responding to him in ways I couldn’t control, a warmth pooling deep inside me.

He glanced up at me, his eyes searching mine. “You’re shaking,” he said softly, his voice tinged with concern.

I managed a shaky laugh. “Because of you.”

,

A small, almost boyish smile flickered across his lips, softening his usually sharp features. “Good,” he whispered, his tone laced with both confidence and tenderness.

I pushed myself off the counter, my legs shaky but determined. His brows furrowed as he watched me,

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his bell fumbling slightly. His hand shot out, gripping my wy

There was a warning edge to his tone, but his

it and sliding the leather through the loops. With renewed determination, 1 unbuttoned his pants and hooked my fingers under the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down to reveal his

my fingers down the length of his shaft and my hands could barely yo around it. His breath

testing, exploring His hips twitched with each stroke, encouraging me. I looked up, meeting his heated gaze. He groaned, and I felt emboldened. I slid down his

grip on my hair tightened, pulling slightly as he watched me. I

His fingers twined themselves in my hair, clutching tightly as he sucked in a sharp breath.

the back of my throat, causing me to gag slightly. Tears welled in my eyes,

my face with one hand, the other tangling in my hair. His eyes bored into mine, heavy–lidded and smoldering. “Stop,” he rasped pulling me up and turning me around to face the counter before I could even process what was happening. He parted my legs and

Hard.

he yanked me back against him, my upper body bent over

out,

matching my own moans. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing

grip on my hip tightened, pulling me closer, deeper, harder.

of him inside me, stretching me to the limit, filling me

I whispered barely recognizing my own

hand slid under my thigh, hooking it over his forearm, opening me wider.

fiis forehead. “Yes,” I

I gasped, my head spinning from the sheer pleasure

reached for my arms, pulling me upright until

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set

down my spine. “I want to try something.” He

I breathed, helpless to deny him.

one swift motion, he lifted me off my feet, carrying me towards the wall. His lips found mine again,

cold stone wall. With one hand, he gathered both of

my wrists above my head with one hand, using the

he commanded, his breath warm on my neck.