Page 69 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

There I said it… now it all depends on if he forgives me. I could hear his heart racing, his eyes full of surprise at my words, and something else that made my stomach flutter.

"Do you forgive me?" I asked softly.

I saw concern settle in his eyes as he cupped my face in his calloused hand, caressing my cheek with his thumb. His intense gaze made my stomach flutter like crazy.

"There’s nothing to forgive. But I don’t want this pup to influence your decision." He said seriously.

"It’s not…" I said quietly as he looked away.

Suddenly I realised that regardless of if I forgave him or not, it seemed he needed to forgive himself first.

"I don’t think I've earned that yet." He said quietly.

"I hurt you too… Al, please-"

He cut me off, his thumb rubbing against my lip.

"You should think over this decision too… A pup can be fucking hard. I know you want to keep it, but don’t rush your decision." He said, his gaze was fixed on my lips. My heart was pounding.

"I know, but I'm sure you know by now that I make decisions very fast, and once I do, I don’t back off." I said, now resting my head on his shoulder.

Life was so full of surprises and one thing was clear, everyone’s story was different. I just hoped I would get my happy ending too.

"I know… But I think we’ve both made enough rash decisions to learn to actually sit back and just think first for once. Can’t believe I'm saying this fucking shit." He said making me smile.

"Oh yeah? When did the mighty Lycan king get so wise? " I teased, looking up at him.

"When he fucking fell in love so fucking hard, that all he sees is his nympho queen." He said quietly, his eyes now meeting mine…

92. Responding To Him

KIARA

My heart thudded as he said those words.

He loved me. He loves me. Oh, goddess…

"I…"

I couldn't reply when he suddenly kissed me, sending off strong currents of delicious sizzling sparks. A kiss that expressed everything that couldn't be put into words. My stomach fluttered as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and kissed him back. Pleasure consumed me, I could feel his desire, his want and his love for me. The honey taste of his mouth mixed with his scent was the perfect drug to make me high. I moaned softly, feeling him throb. Our tongues fighting for dominance as his hand now caressed my waist. He pulled me tighter against him making me whimper, I turned in his arms so I was straddling him. My core pressed against his dick and I couldn't stop myself from rubbing against him. He groaned against my lips, his grip tightening on my hips.

"Fuck, we need to stop." He said, breaking away from me.

"Why?" I asked, feeling my heart race. I wanted this…

"Because now isn’t the right fucking time. I want to fuck you, Amore Mio. Trust me, way more than I could ever tell you. But we need to take it slow… I don’t want to fuck this shit up. Not more than I already have."

Since when did he care? I frowned, about to give a snarky reply when I realised, he was trying, for me. Even if I didn’t agree with him putting a stop to us, I could see the strength he’d needed to refuse me. His grip on my hips was slightly painful. His eyes were flickering from red to black, the hunger for me clear in them, but he still fought it.

"I don’t want our pup to be the reason for your forgiveness… that’s something I fucking need to earn." He said, his hand now cupping my neck, his thumb rubbing the spot he would one day mark me…

"I forgive you though." I said softly.

He smirked arrogantly. "Does my girl want something?" He asked. His words alone sent a rush of pleasure through me.

"Yes, you." I said pouting.

"One day soon, Amore Mio. I swear. I'm yours." He said, kissing my lips softly.

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