Page 59 of Enchanting the Alpha

“Bold of you to assume I haven’t already,” Maya called back, producing bottles that sparkled with suspicious intensity.

“Use the reinforced glasses!” Thane added hastily. “Last time the regular ones melted.”

Romi and Xabir slipped away amid the good-natured chaos, though not before hearing Felix launch into what sounded suspiciously like verse one of his epic ballad.

“Think they’ll survive without us?” Romi asked as they reached the street.

Xabir pulled her close, nuzzling the sensitive spot behind her ear that made her magic spark. “Don’t care. You’re all mine now, little witch. And I plan to thoroughly celebrate our engagement.”

Her laugh turned into a gasp as he swept her into his arms. “My possessive alpha.”

“Always.” His kiss held heat and promise. “Especially now that you’re officially going to be my mate.”

They barely made it through the door of Xabir’s private suites before his control snapped, his kiss turning demanding and fierce. Romi met him with equal passion.

“Mine,” he growled against her throat, the word both possession and promise.

“Yours,” she agreed, pulling him closer. “Always yours.”

FIFTY-FIVE

Romi grinned as Xabir rushed her into the suite and straight to the bedroom.

Romi lay on Xabir’s bed, and she watched as he took his shirt off. She’d seen him naked already, but she couldn’t help but feast her eyes on the absolute spectacle his upper body was. Xabir was a wall of muscles, rippling abs, wide shoulders, and strong arms.

She couldn’t wait to see the rest of him, but he surprised the hell out of her by kneeling between her legs on the bed. Xabir slowly unzipped her jeans and flicked the button. He was being so slow about it, Romi was sure he was trying to make her crazy.

“You could hurry it up, you know,” she grunted.

“Not a chance, love. I am taking my time with you tonight. I am going to strip you bare and then make you come so many times, you won’t remember your name.”

Romi inhaled sharply. She wanted to gripe about how possessive that was, but she couldn’t find it in her to actually want anything else. If Xabir was offering her a brand-new set of experiences that could erase anything negative from her mind, then so be it.

He threw the pants over his shoulder and gently tugged down her underwear. Xabir’s appreciative groan was all the thanks she needed for waxing her bikini line regularly.

Xabir spread her legs wide and inhaled her scent.

“You’re so pretty,” he whispered before dropping a kiss straight onto her clit.

Romi hadn’t been ready for the touch, and she bucked off the bed as his lips grazed the tight bundle of nerves.

“Oh, you liked that, beautiful?” he asked, his voice rough and low.

She didn’t have time to answer. He kissed her sex again, this time adding his tongue to the mix.

“I wanted to take my time, but here I am, rushing. You’re not even naked.”

He helped her out of her shirt and unhooked her bra. His eyes went round as he freed her breasts. He cupped each one in a large hand and ran his thumb across her sensitive nipples.

“You know, I can smell your desire, Romi. I can tell just how much you want me.”

Xabir dipped down and took one of her nipples into his mouth as his other hand tweaked the other nub. He kissed his way to her other breast and showed that one the same attention. Romi was a panting mess under him, lifting her legs off the bed, looking for some kind of pressure against her core.

“You’re being very impatient,” he whispered against her skin, making her shiver.

“You’re the one who wants to take it slow. I didn’t say I was on board for that.”

“Hush,” he murmured, nuzzling his way down to her pussy.

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