The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

43 The unspoken heat II

Lyla

I took his hands, wondering what he meant by that statement. He guided me to the full–length mirror in my room and positioned me in front of it. I glanced at my reflection, feeling a strange sense of desire suddenly growing inside me with Xander so close. I could already feel the familiar warmth creeping back into my body, the heat I had thought had subsided.

Xander stood behind me, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders, his eyes locked with mine in

the mirror.

“Look at yourself, Lyla,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “See how beautiful and desirable you are… Even the almighty White Throne Leader couldn’t resist you.”

I swallowed hard, my skin tingling. I was sure I didn’t tell him who my ex–mate was, how did he

know?

“Strip!” he said, his gaze darkening as they met mine again. “Strip, Lyla… let me look at that beautiful body of yours.”

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My heat was pulsating through me now wild and hungry. Slowly, I reached for the hem of the knee–length bodycon gown I had on and slowly, I tossed it over my head, standing before the mirror in just my black lacy, bra and matching panties.

Xander leaned in, pressing open–mouthed kisses on my bare shoulders, causing me to inhale, sharply. I pressed my body against him, closing my eyes in relish.

“Open your eyes, Lyla,” he commanded again “I want you to see how you look when you’re horny.”

I sucked in a deep breath as his words caused a sudden surge of desire to pass through me. He reached for the clasp of my bra and undid it, tossing it aside.

finger, settled on the rosy nub that was

held mine in the mirror. It was as though I couldn’t look away. He started kneading my breast, running

in my ears, his breath caressing my skin “I know you

want to.

knead them. I felt my face flush and my body started to shiver uncontrollably as

it towards my face, flicking my tongue in and out as I did. I delicately traced my engorged

erected buds, as I pulled them

heat

hand moved towards the band of

Lyla!” he

pooling strong all over the room. I stroked my wet crotch, still pulling and tugging at my crect buds. My hand moved up and down, stroking the wetness, moaning and loving the sweet sensation that coursed

but I quickly thrust it aside. He didn’t deserve it.

which was sitting casually on the couch in my room. He opened

now and I was tugging too tightly at my nipples which

blood.

arching for him, wishing he would take more. He placed his

pulled them past my soaking core, past my hips, throwing them over my ankles. Finally, I stood before him, naked

murmured into my ears… running his wet tongue around

its pink, moist lips wide

had enough lubrication, I slowly traced my erect nub peaking out from my folds and

my

out to grab

myself. Xander’s voice came to my ears,