The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0506



Damien

Her skin is flush again, as she stares at me with wide eyes. "Uh, I...." Her eyes dart around the room, trying to avoid my gaze. "I know you felt that too."

"You felt something?"

Her brow crinkles up as she nods her head "And when I touched your hand this morning. I can't hold it in any longer. I saw it, I saw how you reacted, you felt it, just like I did." Samara leans back against the basin and takes a deep breath. "Are you going to say anything?" She presses. "Please don't say you didn't feel it. Please don't lie to me. Because I am so confused right now. I just need to know it's not in my head. And I need to know what this is."

"Yes, I felt something." I felt something every time I looked at her, especially since getting to know her a little more. And she constantly invaded my thoughts.

She slowly bobs her head and takes another deep breath. "I'm definitely not imagining it?"

I cock a brow at her. "You thought you were going mad?"

"I just needed to know I wasn't losing it." She spins around and turns the tap on, splashing her face with water.

I move quickly, locking my arms around her as she lets out a small squeal. Pressing my nose against her neck, I felt that same spark. It only seemed to happen when our skin touched.

Nothing. Yet the sparks continue to pulsate,

her eyes close as she takes slow

smell her arousal, but I don't say

barely a whisper as my hand slides up under the shirt. Her skin is warm and seems to come alive under my touch. More sparks radiate down the length of my fingers, spreading out across my hand as she holds her

her ear and her cheeks turn the reddest I have

a

my teeth over the lobe of her ear.

"But......"

hand, desperate for my touch. She

longer hide

I had kept my

trembling under my touch. I wanted to learn every inch of her body so that when she

I roll her nipple between my thumb and finger, she lets out tiny little gasps. My other hand works its way

I slide a finger between her folds, she is so wet for me that it makes my

she leans forwards, gripping the basin, letting

back, wanting to keep us