Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 351

Chapter 351: Stress Relief
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CHAPTER 351

~Snow’s POV~

Zara’s hands slid up my chest, tangling in my hair as she kissed me back with equal fervour.

I trailed kisses down her neck, my teeth grazing her skin lightly, eliciting a soft gasp from her. My hands roamed, tracing the curves of her body, memorizing every inch.

When I reached her collarbone, I paused, my lips brushing against the delicate lace covering her cleavage. Zara’s breath hitched, and I smirked against her skin.

“Snow,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

I continued my descent, dropping to my knees as I trailed kisses down her stomach. When I reached her crotch, I pressed a soft, lingering kiss against the fabric, making her shudder.

But I wasn’t done. My hands slid up her thighs, over her hips, until they rested on her breasts. My thumbs brushed over the sensitive peaks, drawing a soft moan from her lips.

I stood slowly, my hands never leaving Zara as I captured her lips once more. The kiss was slower this time, deeper, filled with everything I couldn’t put into words.

“I love you,” I murmured against her lips.

Her hands cupped my face, her eyes shining with love and desire. “I love you too.”

And for that moment, nothing else mattered. Not Vera. Not the bond. Not the lies.

It was just us.

I kissed her once more as my hands found the clasp of her bra and unfastened it. I pulled the lace from her and let it drop to the floor.

She stood before me, bared and beautiful, and my heart ached with longing.

“You are so beautiful,” I whispered, letting my eyes roam over her.

Zara smiled, a faint blush colouring her cheeks. “And you are still too clothed.”

“That can be remedied.”

In a flurry of movements, I removed my shirt and pants, tossing them aside without a care.

Zara reached out, her hands tracing the lines of my chest, her touch sending a shiver down my spine.

I caught her hand, lifting it to my mouth and kissing her knuckles.

“Now, love,” I said in a low voice. “Where were we?”

She laughed softly, and the sound became music to my ears. “I believe you were about to make love to me.”

My cock twitched at the challenge in her voice.

“Oh? Is that what you want?”

She arched a brow, her gaze smouldering. “Yes.”

That was all I needed. I wrapped an arm around her, pulled her close, and kissed her again. Our bodies moulded together, and the heat of her skin against mine made me groan.

I scooped Zara up and her legs wrapped around my waist and carried her to the desk. Papers fluttered to the ground as I sat her on the edge, the wooden surface cold against her skin.

My lips trailed down her neck, leaving a line of kisses and bites as I claimed her. She moaned softly, her head tilted back, giving me full access.

My hands roamed, exploring her curves, and I growled, my fingers brushing over the lace panties that were damp with her arousal.

“So wet already,” I murmured, nipping her earlobe. “Is this all for me?”

“Y-yes,” Zara breathed, her hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly.

I continued my slow assault, enjoying the way her body reacted to my touch. I slipped my fingers past the thin fabric of her panties and Zara gasped as I slid two digits into her.

“Fuck,” I hissed, feeling her walls clench around me. “You are so wet and tight, love.”

Glacier purred within, still wanting Zara even though minutes ago he was on my neck

“Snow,” she moaned, her thighs trembling.

I smirked, slowly pumping my fingers in and out of her, eliciting a series of soft, needy whimpers from her.

“What do you want, love?” I asked, my thumb brushing against her clit.

She arched her back, her breath hitching. “I want you.”

“You have me,” I whispered, leaning forward to capture her lips once more.

My fingers curled inside her, hitting a spot that made her moan into our kiss. Her body writhed, desperate for release, and I knew it was time.

I removed my fingers and quickly stripped off her panties. She watched me through heavy-lidded eyes, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.

“Are you ready?” I asked, positioning myself at her entrance.

She nodded, her voice shaky. “Yes.”

With a growl, I pushed into her, filling her completely. Her inner walls tightened around me, and the pleasure was almost unbearable.

“Zara,” I groaned, burying my face in the crook of her neck.

“Snow.”

Slowly, I began to move, thrusting into her, savouring the way her body responded to me. Our moans filled the air, intermingling with the sounds of our flesh colliding.

Zara’s nails raked down my back, and the mixture of pain and pleasure only spurred me on. My pace quickened, my body moving on instinct as I claimed her and loved her.

Our breaths grew ragged, our hearts pounding as we chased our highs.

“Zara,” I grunted, feeling her walls tighten around me.

“I’m close,” she whimpered, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Me, too,” I whispered, capturing her lips once more.

We continued our frenzied rhythm, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge.

“Come for me,” I commanded, my teeth grazing her mark.

With a cry, she came undone, her orgasm washing over her in waves. Her body trembled, her eyes shut tight as the pleasure consumed her.

And watching her fall apart like this sent me over the edge.

With a few more hard thrusts, I released, emptying myself deep inside her.

We collapsed, our bodies spent, our hearts racing. We stayed like that for a long time, tangled together, the smell of our sex and sweat filling the air.

“Fuck,” Zara muttered, her breath warm against my skin.

“Indeed,” I replied, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

Zara chuckled, tilting her head up and gazing at me with a tired but content expression.

I carried her carefully and sat back on my chair with Zara’s legs wrapped around me.

“I love you, Snow,” she murmured, snuggling against me.

“I love you too, Zara,” I whispered, stroking her hair. “More than you could ever know.”