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.

Lycan. No sweet scent. No intoxicating smell that drew me in. Nothing. Yet the sparks continue to pulsate, sending wave after wave of life through me.

close as

could smell her arousal, but I

name is 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

lips are millimetres away from her ear and

a dream." She

my teeth over the lobe of her ear.

"But......"

my touch. She lets out another little hiss as

no longer hide how I

had kept

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

thumb and finger, she lets out tiny little

As I slide a finger between her folds, she is so wet

leans forwards, gripping the basin, letting

against her back, wanting to keep us locked together as I thrust my finger back