Page 9 of The Alpha's Forbidden Heir

I lean in close, my lips hovering over hers. “You’re meant to be mine, Aria. Every part of you responds to my touch, to my kiss. Can’t you feel it too?”

“Yes…” She bites her lower lip, her eyes fluttering shut momentarily. “I feel it. This desire… it scares me, yet I want more. Take more, Bane.”

“More, hmm?” I tease, running my thumb across her swollen lower lip. “I intend to. Your beauty enslaves me, Aria. I’ve dreamed of this, of tasting every inch of your perfect skin.”

As I trail kisses down her neck, she moans, arching into me. “Then don’t stop… Please, I—I want to be yours.”

“Say it again,” I demand softly, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.

Her voice trembles against my lips, but there’s no hesitation. “I’m yours… I’m yours, Bane.”

The robe falls open, revealing her exquisite form, bathed in the soft light of the setting sun streaming through the windows. I inhale sharply at the sight, my body hardening further, and throbbing with need. Aria stands before me, a vision of raw, untamed beauty, her breasts rising and falling with her rapidbreaths. Her nipples are puckered and begging for attention—my attention.

"So breathtaking," I murmur, my eyes devouring every inch of her. "So, fucking perfect, Aria."

A flush creeps up her cheeks, and her eyes glitter shyly. I slide the robe off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet, and step back to admire her fully. Her skin, flushed with desire, begs to be touched, kissed, and worshiped. Hell's fury on me if I don't do just that.

My fingers trace the delicate collarbone, eliciting a soft gasp from her parted lips, before drifting downward to circle the rosy peaks of her nipples, taunting them into tighter buds. Aria's head falls back, a soft moan escaping as I tease her sensitive flesh. Her hands grip my biceps, urging me closer.

I lean down, capturing one taut peak between my teeth, tugging gently, hearing her sharp intake of breath, followed by a plea.

"Please, arrrh... oh, please."

“Call my name.”

“Ba… Bane.”

Her words urge me on. I soothe the tormented peak with my tongue, swirling and flicking, driving her to madness. Moving to the other breast, I repeat the intoxicating torment, teasingand suckling until she's squirming, her soft cries echoing off the walls of the room.

"Yes, that's it, pet," I coax in a low growl. "Let me hear how much you need it."

My hands roam further, gliding over her supple abdomen, relishing the quiver of her muscles under my touch. I trail kisses down her slender neck, along the delicate ridge of her collarbone, marking her with fervent kisses until I reach the valley between her breasts.

Her skin is silken against my tongue, driving me to madness with her taste and smell. I nip and suckle my way downward, exploring every inch of her taut belly, circling her navel with my tongue. Aria's hands now roam over my back, stroking and kneading, nails gently scoring my skin through my shirt and marking me in return.

I grasp her hips and stroke the soft skin above the curve of her pelvis, dipping lower to trace the apex of her thighs through the damp fabric of her panties. She shudders at my touch, her breath coming in quick, urgent pants.She is so hot. So, fucking hot.

"Bane... please," she begs, "I need... "

"Need what, Aria?" I rumble hoarse with want. "Tell me what you need, love."

Her eyes meet mine, and she swallows hard then a tentative smile curves on her lips. "You. I need you, Bane... touch me... please."

I kiss her fiercely in response, dominating her mouth, claiming every inch of her, before pulling back with a groan. I sweep her off her feet, cradling her against my chest, and carry her to bed. Her arms wind around my neck, and her fingers thread through my hair, holding me closer as she is afraid, I might slip away.We were literally just arguing a few minutes ago. How did we get here?

Lowering her gently, I follow her down and press her into the soft mattress with my body. I hover over her, savoring the sight of her flushed, beautiful face, her hair is wildly tangled around us. I capture her hands in mine, press them above her head, and pin them to the bed with one hand while my other travels to discover and explore her body.

"You're so damn beautiful, Aria," I grind out, "So fucking sweet, I could devour you."

Her eyes glitter with unshed tears, and I lean down, kissing them away, tasting the salt of her emotions on my lips. “You’re so beautiful, even when you’re crying,” I murmur against her skin.

She huffs a shaky laugh, her breath hitching. “I hate you for making me cry.”

“You don’t hate me,” I reply with a smirk, my lips brushing hers. “Not when you’re looking at me like that.”

“Shut up,” she whispers, but her hands curl into my shirt, pulling me closer. “Just… shut up and kiss me.”

“Your wish is my command.” I claim her mouth, our tongues tangling, the kiss turning into a battle of wills. She moans softly, her body arching into mine, and I take the opportunity to trail kisses down her throat, lingering on the sensitive skin.

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