Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Forever Chapter 175: Forever ************** CHAPTER 175 ~Zara’s POV~ I shuddered, the pleasure washing over me in waves, consuming me.

I came, collapsing on his chest, trembling and gasping.

Snow did not let me relax, turning me into the reverse cowgirl position as we went again.

“Again?

Really, Snow?” I panted, trying to catch my breath.

“Yes,” he replied simply, his voice rough.

“I want you to ride me this time.

Show me how much you want me.” I groaned, rolling my eyes.

“Fine,” I relented, straddling him and sinking down on his length.

“Ride me,” he commanded, his hands guiding my hips.

I moaned, rolling my hips, savouring the sensation of his cock filling me.

His fingers dug into my skin, his grip tightening.

“That’s it, love,” he praised, his voice thick with desire.

“Take what you need.” I whimpered, my pace quickening as the pleasure built.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned, his hands sliding up my thighs.

“I can’t get enough of you.” I gasped, my muscles clenching around his cock.

His words, his dirty talk were doing things to me, only he knew.

And the way we connected further heightened my pleasure.

That, and the mental control that I had over this situation further drove the naughtiness in me out.

“Fuck, Snow,” I cried out, my fingers digging into his thigh.

“I know, love,” he growled, his voice strained.

“You’re so tight, so perfect.” My head fell back, and I let out a string of curses as I rode him, the pleasure overwhelming me.

“Snow,” I moaned, his name falling from my lips.

“Come for me,” he urged, his fingers teasing my clit.

“I want to feel you come undone around me.” His words sent me over the edge, and I came, my body shaking as the orgasm washed over me.

This time, he gripped my hips and began thrusting his hips wildly.

Snow followed shortly after, his release pulsing deep inside me, filling me with warmth.

“Fuck, Zara,” he hissed, his breathing heavy.

“S-Snow,” I whispered, unable to form a coherent thought.

“That was incredible,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.

I hummed, leaning into him.

“You’re incredible,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” I teased, a smile tugging at my lips.

And for the rest of the night, we spent it doing things I had only heard about.

We tried different positions.

We were rough.

We were slow.

We were gentle.

He took me from behind.

He lifted me up and fucked me standing.

We made love like there was no tomorrow.

And when we were finally too exhausted, we passed out.

But, it was a night I wouldn’t forget for as long as I lived.

And just like that, our night had ended.

*************** ~Author’s POV~ The soft glow of the morning sun spilled into the room, casting golden hues across the plush carpet and illuminating the contours of the grand four-poster bed.  Snow stirred, his sharp senses adjusting to the morning rays.

His eyes fluttered open, falling instantly on Zara beside him.  Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, her face serene and framed by strands of blonde cascading onto the pillow.

For a moment, he remained still, soaking in the sight of her-so peaceful, so vulnerable, and so undeniably his.

Unable to resist, he leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to her neck, his lips brushing against her soft skin.  A faint sigh escaped Zara’s lips, and she shifted slightly in her sleep.

Smiling, he trailed more kisses along the delicate curve of her neck, his hands resting gently on her waist.

Zara stirred, her brows furrowing as she let out a sleepy murmur.

“Snow€¦” Her voice, still laced with the remnants of sleep, was barely audible.  Encouraged, Snow pressed closer, his lips leaving a trail of warmth down the column of her neck.

“Mhmmm,” he hummed in response and his voice vibrated against her skin.

“Snow,” she whimpered hoarsely, and not just from sleep-last night’s activities had left her spent in every sense.

The sound sent a shiver down his spine, his grin widening.

“Good morning, love,” Snow murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

Zara tried to turn, burying her face into the pillow, but Snow’s arm wrapped firmly around her waist, holding her in place.

“I’m tired,” she mumbled, her words muffled against the pillow.

“I can barely move€¦” Her complaint only fueled his playful nature.

“You’re blaming me?” he teased, his lips moving to her jawline.

“Last night, you seemed quite eager, love.” Zara groaned, her hand feebly swatting at him, though it lacked any real intent.

“I didn’t know you’d take it as a challenge to ruin me completely.” Snow chuckled, a deep and satisfied sound, as he shifted onto his side to face her properly.

His blue eyes sparkled mischievously as he gently brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Ruin you?

I think I made you feel alive.” Her lips curved into a sleepy smile despite her efforts to remain indignant.

She cracked one eye open to meet his gaze.

“Alive?

I could barely breathe.

That’s not the same.” “Semantics,” Snow said with a smirk, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

Zara rolled onto her back, sighing as she stretched her arms above her head, her muscles protesting the movement.

“You’re impossible,” she said, though there was no real venom in her tone.

“For you, love, I’ll be anything,” he replied, his voice laced with affection.

Zara turned her head to look at him, her expression softening.

“Anything?” “Anything,” Snow confirmed, his hand reaching out to trace patterns on her arm.

“Though I do think I have already proven that.” She laughed, the sound light and filled with genuine warmth.

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” “And yet, here you are,” Snow quipped, leaning in to capture her lips in a slow, lingering kiss.

When they finally pulled apart, Zara sighed, her fingers brushing against his cheek.

“I guess I’m stuck with you.” “Forever,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

The word hung between them, heavy with promise.

Zara’s heart swelled as she realized just how deeply she felt for him.  Snow Zephyr was many things-infuriating, playful, overwhelming-but he was also hers.

And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Forever,” she echoed, sealing the promise with another kiss.