Page 26 of Alpha’s Fake Marriage

My fingers gently wove through Octavio’s hair, tugging him closer still. The smell of his cologne mixed with the faint hint of my perfume filled the air, creating an intoxicating scent that heightened my deep arousal.

As Octavio drew ever closer, my lips parted slightly, my breaths coming in short, shallow gasps. Octavio pressed his lips against mine, tenderly at first, then with a growing hunger that mirrored the passion raging within him.

I eagerly reciprocated, my hands exploring his body, a tangible yearning burning between us. Our kisses became more forceful, our bodies moving rhythmically as our desire reached fever pitch.

The passion between us burned so fiercely that the world around us seemed to fade away. In this ethereal moment, nothing mattered except the powerful connection that bound us together. Nothing could get me out of here. Not Damien and not my father either. This was the safety that I wanted my mother to understand…

But what was happening between me and Octavio wasnotsomething I wanted her to see…

My lips trembled against Octavio’s, my senses overwhelmed by the intensity of our shared passion. As our embrace tightened, my heart pounded in my chest, echoing the samerhythm as Octavio’s. Each touch sent shivers down my spine, heightening my desire and leaving me breathless. Octavio, too, was consumed by the heady rush of emotions, his body aching with need as he longed to taste the sweet nectar of my lips once again.

He didn’t need to say it, I could justfeelit. Our connection was just that powerful.

“I know this might sound crazy,” I said softly, my fingers caressing his cheek, “but I feel like I’ve known you forever.”

Octavio cupped my face gently, his thumb stroking my cheek bone. “That’s because you’re my mate. Itdoesfeel like we’ve known one another forever because we’re soul bonded. We have always been together, and we always will until the end of time.”

He looked into my eyes with such intensity that it made my heart flutter. His gaze bore into my very soul, reflecting his desire and admiration for me.

Maybe this was what I had been feeling, too. He saw it as a wolf mate and I had been considering us soul mates. Either way, it was the same thing. We were tightly bound by an invisible string that would keep us together in every life time.

I liked that.

I needed it.

I returned his gaze, my eyes soft and yearning. “That’s because I believe our souls have been connected since we first laid eyes on each other. I justknewit the first time I saw you, and I think you did too.”

Octavio brushed his lips against mine again, our connection becoming more tangible with each touch. The cool night air surrounded us, adding to the intensity of our passion. “I sure did. You have no idea.”

I began to undress, my movements smooth and calculated, revealing my sensual curves with every inch of clothing I discarded. My body glistened under the moon light, the shadowsaccentuating everything about me. I wanted Octavio to see all of me, even the vulnerable sides of myself that I usually hid away.

He had earned it all. Not just my heart but my soul as well.

Each movement served to enhance the allure of my form, culminating in a final reveal of all of me. I turned to face Octavio, my eyes sparkling with desire, beckoning him closer. Octavio looked powerless against my spell, his body reacting involuntarily to my tantalizing presence.

My lips curved into a knowing smile, my hand trailing down his chest, stopping at the hem of his shirt.

“You know, we could just stay here and talk all night,” I whispered teasingly, my breath caressing his ear. Octavio’s pulse quickened, the scent of my perfume enveloping him like a soft blanket. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist me. He never could.

Gently pushing me onto the bed, Octavio allowed his hands to explore the contours of my body, his finger tips grazing the softness of my skin.

His touch ignited a fire within me, my body trembling under his touch. The desire that had been simmering beneath the surface burst forth with ferocity, consuming us both.Thiswas what I needed to happen in the night time hours.

This was so much better than allowing Damien to haunt me.

I responded by running my fingers through Octavio’s hair, my nails scratching lightly along his scalp, sending shivers down his spine. My lips parted slightly, inviting him closer. As Octavio lowered his mouth towards mine, I arched my back, offering him access to my breasts.

I couldn’t shake off the reality of him tasting my breasts. That was truly one of the most electrifying experiences of my whole damn life. I couldn’t wait to recreate that in my dreams.

I moaned softly as Octavio’s tongue circled my nipple, sending shivers down my spine. With every gentle suckle, hishands trailed lower, finding the hem of my skirt. He carefully lifted it upward, revealing my soft, toned legs beneath.

His gaze roamed over my silhouette, tracing the curves of my body before finally resting on my slender calves.

As he continued to undress, his hands moved with an ease born from familiarity, expertly removing each article of clothing. When he was fully undressed, he revealed a body that was to die for. The best wolf shifter body I had ever seen. The only one too. Muscular yet lean, his well-defined physique show cased years of dedication to fitness.

But it was more than just the way that he looked. There was something raw and vulnerable about him, and I found myself even more captivated by his presence.

I ran my hands along his chest, delighting in the feel of his warm skin against my own. My finger tips explored the contours of his muscles, taking note of every ripple and indentation.

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