Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow-Chapter 456: What You Do To Me

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Chapter 456

~Zara’s POV~

I lathered the sponge again and ran it over his shoulders, scrubbing lightly.

"You are mine. And I am yours," I mentally chanted. I had made a mistake in the past by not fighting well for my home and marriage and wandered off, letting another woman in.

I did not plan on making the same mistake twice.

Our bath went smoothly; there were a few laughs in between and some lovely teasing here and then.

When we were both done, we rinsed the soap off, stepped out, and began to dry each other off.

As Snow dried me off, his hands lingered on my boobs, touching, squeezing, and caressing them.

"Oh, they’re so plump. How did they grow bigger? Have they always been this big?"

I couldn’t help but laugh. "Are you saying they were small before?"

"Not really. But now, they are a handful."

"So, what are you going to do about them?"

"Mmmm." Snow knelt in front of me. "May I suck your nipples?" Snow asked like the perfect gentleman that he was.

"You don’t have to ask, honey."

He leaned forward and took my left nipple in his mouth, making a moan escape my lips."Do you like it?"

"I do," I said, biting down on my lower lip.

He sucked on them harder this time, his hand reaching for my other boob and massaging it.

"Your skin is so soft, so smooth."

"Snow, ah..." I bit back the moan, trying not to gear him on so easily but from the look in his eyes, I was probably failing.

He licked and sucked while squeezing my other breast, alternating between the two.

"They’re so tasty. Your moans are so sexy."

"Snow, Snow."

"What’s that, Zara? Do you want me to stop?"

"Don’t! Please!"

"Okay. I’ll suck and lick until you’re satisfied."

Snow spent some time licking and sucking and nibbling at my boobs, making my legs grow weak, and then, he stopped.

"Why did you stop?" I moaned, wanting more.

"Because you’re getting wet and I wouldn’t want you dripping on the floor."

I didn’t have the energy to retort, not when Snow picked me up and laid me down on the bed. He spread my legs open and stared at my glistening pussy.

"Mmmm, looks like someone is eager for more."

I watched him lean forward and plant a soft kiss on the inside of my thigh, followed by another one and another.

He worked his way up, kissing and licking, leaving a wet trail of saliva until he got to my pussy. freewebnoveℓ.com

His lips hovered, the heat of his breath ghosting over my skin. My fingers tangled in the sheets beneath me, anticipation coiling in my belly like a tightly wound spring.

Snow didn’t rush. He never did when he was in this mood—when his eyes darkened with hunger and devotion, when every movement was deliberate, like he was worshiping me with touch alone.

And right now, I was his altar.

It felt like he was making up for all the time Vera’s situation had taken from us, and even though thoughts raided my mind of how intimate he must have been with Vera, though he was being fooled, and it hurt, I just... I tried not to associate him with his mistake.

"You smell divine," he murmured, brushing his lips against the soft skin of my inner thigh. "Like warmth and want... and something that’s only mine."

My breath hitched.

His fingers grazed my folds—lightly, teasingly—before he parted them with the kind of reverence that made me shiver.

And then... his tongue—warm, slow and exploring—devoured me whole.

I arched into his mouth with a gasp as his tongue danced lazy circles over my clit, building the fire inside me, stoking it with every flick and lap.

Snow alternated between gentle sucks and quick, precise licks, and every time I thought I couldn’t take more, he’d find a new rhythm that left me trembling.

"Snow... gods..." My voice cracked, breathless.

He hummed against me, sending vibrations straight through my core. I whimpered, clenching the sheets tighter, already spiraling toward the edge.

"You taste like honey and sin," he said between kisses. "And I plan to indulge until you forget your name."

My legs trembled as he wrapped his arms around my thighs, holding me still. His tongue moved faster, more relentless now, and my hips lifted to meet him, completely at his mercy.

He knew every inch of me—every gasp, every twitch, every moan—and he used that knowledge like a map, navigating me straight into ecstasy.

"Snow, I—" My words broke off in a moan as the climax crested, fully cementing its crescendo into my mind and oh gosh... heavens I had missed that and more..

White heat crashed over me like a wave, stealing my breath, stealing time. I came hard with a cry, my entire body tightening, then unraveling under his touch as I jerked with pleasure.

Snow didn’t stop right away. He coaxed every last tremor from me, his soft tongue, gently soothing as I rode out the last aftershocks.

When he finally pulled back, he kissed my trembling thigh again, then looked up at me, lips glistening, eyes glowing with affection and heat.

"One down," he said with a wicked smirk. "But I’m not nearly done with you yet."

My body was still humming, sensitive and slick with afterglow, but Snow didn’t give me a chance to recover. He crawled up the bed slowly, like a predator savoring the moment before he pounced.

"Still with me, love?" he whispered, brushing my damp hair from my forehead, his lips brushing my temple.

I nodded weakly, completely breathless. "Barely."

"Good," he grinned, but there was a hint of something low and deliciously dangerous in his voice. "Because I want you soft... pliant... and ready."

Snow didn’t wait for an answer. His lips captured mine hungrily, devouring, tasting me as if I belonged to him. And I did. In every possible way. Body, heart, soul.

His hands roamed, trailing down my sides, over my ribs, until they cupped my breasts again, thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples with ease that sent another jolt through me.

I closed my legs, rubbing my thigh and poussy together to get the much-needed friction.

Snow deepened the kiss, tongue dancing with mine, while his hips settled between my legs, his hardness pressing against my slick heat.

I gasped into his mouth.

"You feel that?" he growled. "That’s what you do to me, Zara."