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.

to my nipples. His index finger, settled

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

hummed softly in my ears, his

want to.

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

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

my tongue around the erected buds, as I pulled

heat

caress the left one while my other hand moved towards the band of my panties. My gaze met Xander‘ who was

he

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

but I quickly thrust it

took a step backwards and went to his bag which was sitting casually on the couch in my room. He

too tightly at

blood.

sending warm thrills all over my body. I groaned, 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 as yesterday, staring at my glistening core with my warm

into my ears… running his wet

hand to my soaking core, spreading its pink, moist lips wide apart.

I had enough lubrication, I slowly traced my erect nub

my

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

to my ears, again, this time, it was raspy and rough and I heard that distorted