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.

His index finger, settled on

to close my eyes but, there was something about the way his gaze held mine in the mirror. It was as though I couldn’t look away. He started kneading my breast, running

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

want to.

face flush and my body started to shiver uncontrollably as I decided to keep watching

tongue in and out as I did. I delicately traced my engorged rosebud before I lowered my

rolling my tongue around the erected buds, as I pulled

unspoken heat

ache, so I finally let go of my breasts, using my left hand to caress the left one while my other hand moved towards the band of my panties. My gaze

he

strands of soft hair peaking from my lacey panties, biting off a moan. I reached for my wet crouch, my scent 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 through

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

my room. He opened the backpack and brought out the orb, which he came to place at the base of the mirror.

too tightly

blood.

over my body. I groaned, arching for him, wishing he would take more. He placed his hand around

them over my ankles. Finally, I stood before him, naked as yesterday, staring at my

running his wet tongue around my

my soaking core, spreading its pink, moist lips wide apart. I coated my fingers with my juiced, scooping them generously from the opening of

lubrication, I slowly traced my erect nub peaking out

my

spread across my face as I moaned louder, reaching out to grab Xander’s hands for support as I stroked my

me in place firmly as I moaned and stroked myself. Xander’s voice came to my ears, again, this time, it was raspy and rough and I heard that distorted