The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0669

My heart absolutely pounds in my chest as my mate kicks off his boots and pulls his shirt over his head. When his hands move to his belt next, deftly unbuckling it and then unbuttoning his pants, beginning to shove them to the floor, my mouth goes dry.

And I forget to breathe.

Because, I mean, up until now I have felt very brave.

But quite suddenly I am on very, very new ground. And it's quite scary here.

Jackson feels my fear, probably hears the frantic thrum of my heart, and smirks at me as he straightens up, standing before me completely naked for the first time.

And if there was any breath left in my lungs it would all woosh out at once because he is...he is one hell of a specimen.

God damn it, but he's gorgeous. I let my eyes move slowly all the way over him, from his beautiful face all the way down to his feet. And god, hell, but I'm pleased by what I see.

"Breathe, Clark," Jackson murmurs, stepping close to me and wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling my slick body tight against his and running a hand over my wet hair as I stare up at him. "It's all right."

Obedient, I suck in a deep breath, staring to shake a little bit, which makes him grin.

me. "The one who was ready to take on the whole school and give the Captain and the rest of the military a piece of her

that makes him laugh. "I'm just adjusting, okay!? You naked

is," he murmurs, taking a moment

lets out that wicked snarl I love and snatches me up into his arms, stepping into the

him, not bothering to muffle it, my legs going around his waist as Jackson lifts me up against him, one hand sliding slick over my back, the other lifting to wrap in my hair low behind

the most delicious

over that soft place he loves just between my neck and my shoulder. I shudder, hard, my hips shifting me tighter against him, but he lifts

-

again fervent and a little

control.

own for pace and urgency. He kisses me like to take his mouth from mine for even an instant is a sin and each move of his lips against mine, each press

effect he has on

not since that first time he kissed me in the darkness on that cliff. Just like that first time, want him instantly, badly, on a very visceral level. I want him to set me down immediately on the cold

established, and open, and so, so much deeper than it's ever been. So when my wolf howls to his, telling him how badly we wants

pulls his mouth from mine, though I can tell it takes a great deal of will and effort to

"Do you want this?"