The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0169

“I know.” He nibbles on my ear lobe again and lifts me off the ground with one arm, draping me over his shoulder while bending to grab my crutches. Damien quickly scales the stairs, taking two at a time. His hand wrapped around my ass as the tips of his fingers remain against my throbbing pussy.

“Finally alone.” He mutters, lowering me to my feet. His hand quickly returns to the back of my head. Knotting up in my hair as he slams his lips against mine. A low growl rumbles from his throat.

Letting go of my hair, he pulls my tee up and over my head, tossing it to one side. He spends a moment with his eyes roaming over my black lace bra and to the ropey scar that runs along my right shoulder and down towards my right breast.

“What happened?” He asks in a low voice.

“It was a long time ago. I don't really remember.”

He traces a finger along it. "You have Alpha blood, you can heal quickly.”

“It was before I had Midnight. I landed on glass, I think. I’m not really sure. I was five, maybe six.”

electricity along the scar

seconds and Damien

pulls the fabric away, taking a bare

his fingers to slip inside my shorts, to slide between my folds, but he keeps them away,

perfect definition. The tribal tattoos travelled further than his neck too. Running down

himself back against me, I feel his hardened length, swelling

keeps it on the outside of my thang, circling two fingers right above my entrance. “Damien.” I whisper, throwing my head back with frustration. I wanted his fingers inside of me. I wanted him to make me orgasm He slows his fingers down “There's no rush.” He nips at my jaw sending more electricity through

my lips as I roll my hips against his hand. His hand stills, but firmly cups

the fresh mark on my neck, his teeth once again” scraping over my skin. As another moancFips through me, he pulls the thorny’ to one side

as my body bucks against him.

a gentle rock, he pulls my gym shorts

my bed. Sitting on it, he pulls me on his lap, facing away from him. Spreading his legs wide, he carefully lifts each

I could

hand slides over me, a finger running the length of my folds before dipping inside. He lets out his own growl as my juices run down over his hand and his thumb begins