Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 277

Chapter 277: Making Love Chapter 277: Making Love *************** CHAPTER 277 ~Zara’s POV~ Snow’s moans grew louder, his grip tightening.

His breathing became laboured, his body trembling.

“Cum for me, Snow,” I ordered using my sultry voice.

“Fuck, Zara,” he groaned, his cock pulsing as he found his release.

And as he came undone, he let out a primal roar that echoed through the room.

“Mm, good boy,” I cooed as he spilt his seed.

I swallowed every drop, licking the cum from his shaft as my hands gripped his thighs.

Snow’s breathing was ragged as he pulled me onto his lap, his eyes dark with desire.

“That was unfair,” he muttered, his gaze roaming over my body.

“And what will you do about it, Alpha Snow?” His eyes flashed, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

“I’m going to remind you who you belong to.” Before I could retort, he flipped me over so that I was lying on my back and immediately went to work on my body.

His lips followed the curve of my ribs, tracing along my waist, pausing at the juncture of my thighs.

I gasped as he brushed against my core, a shudder rippling through me.

He teased me, his fingers stroking, exploring, and building the tension.

My hips arched, pressing against his hand.

A low moan escaped me as he slipped a finger inside.

He growled, his eyes darkening as he watched me writhe beneath him.

Snow moved lower, his lips finding my centre.

My fingers tightened in his hair as his tongue flicked over my clit, sending sparks shooting through my body.

“Snow€¦” My legs shook, and I moaned his name, the sound echoing in the room.

Snow groaned, his movements growing more frantic by the second.

I was close.

Everything he’d done to me and I to him built my release so close.

That and the bond between us, intensifying all of our desires, sharing our feelings between each other was more than enough to push me off the edge knowing how good I made him feel.

My vision blurred, and I gasped, his name spilling from my lips as I climaxed.

Snow didn’t stop, his tongue flicking over my clit again and again until the waves of pleasure ebbed.

He pulled away, his lips curving into a smirk as they glistened with my juices.

If only he knew just how sexy he was right now and how I could eat him up.

“You taste divine, love,” he purred.

My cheeks heated at his words.

I was about to respond when he pressed two fingers inside me.

I moaned, my body arching as he curled his fingers, hitting that spot deep inside.

He moved faster, his thumb brushing against my clit.

The pressure built again, and I gasped, my hips grinding against Snow’s hand.

“Cum for me, Zara,” he ordered, and his voice dropped an octave.

Snow increased the pace, his fingers moving in and out.

His thumb pressed against my clit, the sensation sending sparks shooting through my body.

The air caught in my lungs as another orgasm ripped through me.

The pleasure was so intense it almost hurt.

Snow’s hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as I rode out the waves.

“Fuck,” I gasped, my legs still trembling.

“That’s one,” he growled, his grip tightening.

“One?” “Yes,” he purred.

“One.” I groaned, my head falling back against the pillow.

I wasn’t sure if I could handle any more.

But I didn’t have a choice.

Snow’s eyes flashed as he pinned my arms above my head.

He leaned down, his lips claiming mine.

His kisses were bruising, filled with passion and dominance.

And I loved it.

His hands gripped my wrists, his nails biting into the skin.

His teeth scraped along my jawline, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

My legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer.

“So eager, aren’t you, love?” Snow chuckled.

“Always,” I breathed, forcing myself to steady my voice.

“Good,” he growled, his grip on my wrists tightening.

The tip of his cock pressed against my entrance, and I moaned, the sound muffled by his lips.

“Tell me what you want, Zara.” “You.” “And?” “I want you inside me,” I gasped.

“What else?” “I want to feel you, Snow,” I begged, my hips arching.

“You will,” he promised.

“Make love to me in a way that would leave me breathless.” Saying that, I shut my eyes, already envisioning the punishing strokes I’d be getting.

But when Snow pushed into me slowly, his movements were agonisingly gentle.

I had expected him to be rough and go in hard in a way that would leave me breathless.

Instead, I was met with this.

Just as I parted my lips to complain, my eyes locked on his, and the pure utmost desire filling them left me breathless, and he continued thrusting in me slowly.

Right at that moment, I felt a connection deeper than any other.

A connection that bound our souls together.

The kind of intimacy that was only possible when a man made love to his woman and not just fucked her.

We moved together, our bodies entwined, our gazes locked.

It was more than just physical-it was spiritual.

We were one.

Snow’s thrusts became deeper, his breathing ragged.

His grip on my wrists loosened, and his hand found mine.

Our fingers laced, and we clung to each other, both lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

Snow’s lips found mine again, locking in an unforgettable kiss filled with passion.

“I love you, Zara.” “I love you too, Snow.” “You are everything to me,” he murmured, his lips trailing over my collarbone as his slow thrust continued.

“And you’re everything to me,” I whispered.

On and on we went, the bed moving to our movement as my hips met his in sync.

Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes went on till my walls clenched around Snow’s dick and he pulsated inside me.

Without uttering any word of warning to each other, we both knew we were close.

A few more strokes, and I convulsed underneath Snow.

At the same time, the pressure from our joined bodies became too much, and Snow too let go.