Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Val’s Pleasures Chapter 337: Val’s Pleasures *************** CHAPTER 338 ~Zara’s POV~ “You’re a dork,” I giggled.

“Your dork.” “That, you are.” With a quick push, he opened the flap and entered the tent.

The tent was simple but beautiful.

I had it arranged that way-a king-sized bed, a couple of chairs, a table, and a small stove.

A warm glow from the lamps spread around the tent, creating a romantic ambience.

“This is amazing, Zara.

You did all of this for us?” “Do you like it?” “Like?

I love it.” “Then yes, all for us.” Snow’s lips crashed against mine as he set me down on my feet.

“Thank you,” he murmured, his voice laced with raw emotion.

“It was nothing,” I blushed, tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

“Zara, this is a lot,” he insisted.

“No one’s ever done something like this for me.” “And they better not,” I replied, teasing.

Snow chuckled, a wide grin lighting up his face.

I had never seen him smile so much.

It made him seem years younger and carefree.

He deserved this.

“Now,” I said, my fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt, “shall we get on with the celebration?” “Which of the celebrations are we talking about?

The part were we eat or the part where I take off your clothes to eat you out and make love to you all night long?

Hmm?” I smiled at him, my fingers tracing the outline of his abs.

“I can do both.” “Can you, now?” he challenged, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, but I prefer the last one,” I confessed, biting my lip.

Snow’s eyes darkened with hunger.

“I’d rather do that too.” Before I could speak, Snow leaned forward and captured my mouth, his lips moving hungrily against mine, and I moaned, my body already reacting to his touch.

My hands flew to his shoulders, my fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt.

“Take this off,” I breathed, pulling away for a moment.

“As you wish.” The next second, his shirt was gone, discarded somewhere on the floor, and his bare chest was exposed, his skin smooth and warm beneath my fingers.

“Now, that’s more like it.” He flashed me a playful grin, then dipped his head down and trailed a line of kisses along my neck, stopping at the crook of my shoulder.

My back arched, my body aching to be closer to him.

I was lost in the sensation, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped from my lips.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Snow murmured, and his warm mouth trailed against my skin.

“And you’re wearing too many clothes,” I teased, my hand reaching for the zipper of his pants.

“Let’s change that, shall we?” he countered in a low voice.

With a swift movement, Snow lifted the hem of my dress, sliding it off over my head and tossing it to the side.

I was now standing there in only my bra and panties, and Snow’s eyes darkened, drinking in the sight of me.

“Goddamn, Zara.

You’re going to be the death of me.” “I should hope not.

Not yet anyway,” I quipped, giving him a playful wink.

“Never,” he promised, his voice husky.

In one swift motion, Snow swept me off my feet, and a moment later, we were laying on the soft sheets, the mattress dipping beneath our combined weight.

His lips captured mine once more, his tongue darting out to explore the depths of my mouth.

My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

“Clothes.

Off.

Now,” I panted between kisses, and Snow’s hand slid down my body, his fingers deftly unclasping my bra and sliding it off.

His thumb swiped over the hardened peak of my nipple, and I gasped, arching into him.

“Fuck, Snow!” “Not yet,” he teased, his fingers trailing along the edge of my panties.

“Tease,” I moaned, writhing under his touch.

Snow’s other hand trailed down my body, slipping between my legs.

His fingers gently massaged the soft bundle of nerves through the thin material, and I cried out, my hips bucking against him.

“You like that?” he growled, his breath hot against my ear.

“Yes!” He continued his ministrations, the pleasure building, and his name escaped my lips again.

“Please, Snow!” “What do you want, Zara?” he murmured, his teeth nipping at the soft skin of my ear.

“More.” “Are you sure?” “Yes!” Snow smirked, then shifted, and a second later, his fingers hooked under the waistband of my panties and slid them off.

He knelt between my legs, his gaze roving over me, his eyes full of lust and adoration.

“That’s my baby girl.

Always clean shaving for her honey.” I blushed at his remark.

It was true I loved to be clean down there and in my armpit region, but having him compliment me just because…

was something else.

“Snow…” Just before I could caution him into remaining focused, Snow stuck out his tongue and used it to stroke my clit.

“Fuck!” He did it again, sending a jolt of pleasure through my core.

I squirmed beneath him, my body burning with need.

“Please,” I begged, my voice hoarse.

Snow’s eyes darkened, and he bent down, his lips hovering over my swollen flesh.

“What do you want, Zara?” “Your mouth.

I want your mouth on me,” I pleaded.

“I’m not sure I understand what you mean,” he said, teasing.

“You want my mouth on your lips or…?” “Dammit, Snow!

Suck my clit!” He smirked.

“As you wish, my princess.” His lips wrapped around the sensitive bundle of nerves, and I cried out, my body trembling with desire.

“Oh, god!” Snow’s tongue swirled around my clit, and he sucked hard, the pressure building.

“Yes, please don’t stop,” I begged, my hips bucking against him, against his mouth and tongue.

He hummed against my flesh, and the vibration sent another jolt through me, and I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets.

“Snow, I’m close,” I warned, feeling the pleasure rise.

“Cum for me, baby girl.

Come all over my face.

Spary me with your cum, love.

I need your love juices.” When he asked like that, there was no way in hell I wasn’t going to explode.  His words sent me over the edge, and with one final suck, the pleasure washed over me, my back arching as the waves of ecstasy rolled through me.

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