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Chapter 62: Moonlit Confessions–2
What happened next caught me entirely off guard.
She suddenly leaned up in my arms, her movement surprisingly quick for someone so intoxicated. Before I could react, her soft lips pressed against my cheek in a warm, lingering kiss.
Not stopping there, she moved to my chin, leaving another kiss that branded my skin like fire. I could feel the distinct mark of her lip color remaining on my skin, a visible
claim that sent my wolf into a frenzy of possessive pleasure.
gesture was both innocent and deeply intimate. Something primal roared to life
side me, demanding that I claim her fully in return.
With considerable effort, I tamped down that urge, instead gathering her closer in my
arms. I strode purposefully toward the exit, my pace perhaps a bit too quick to be
casual.
Behind us, Quinn and Andrews let out appreciative whistles and teasing calls that I
pointedly ignored. My focus was entirely on the woman in my arms, on getting her safely away from prying eyes and back to the privacy of her home.
Inside my Cullinan SUV, I carefully settled Olivia into the passenger seat, securing her seatbelt despite her playful attempts to reach for me instead.
The spacious interior quickly filled with her sweet scent, now mixed with the heady
aroma of wine. It was an intoxicating combination that tested my control with every
breath.
As I started the engine and pulled away from the club, Olivia continued her uninhibited affection. Her fingers traced lazy patterns on my arm as I drove, sending shivers of awareness through my body.
“Con… Alpha Connor…” she murmured, her voice soft and yearning. “Why don’t you
ever kiss me properly? Don’t you want to?”
My grip on the steering wheel tightened until my knuckles turned white. Of course! wanted to. I’d wanted to since the moment I’d first seen her all those years ago.
“Liv, you’re drunk,” I managed to say, my voice rougher than I intended. “We’ll talk
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about this when you’re sober.”
She made a small sound of disappointment. “Always so proper, my Alpha. So controlled.”
Her hand moved to my thigh, innocent yet devastating in its effect on me. “What would happen if you lost control, just once?”
I took a deep breath, focusing intently on the road ahead as we made our way to Riverdale Terrace. Every soft word and touch from her tested the limits of my legendary self–control.
“Please, Liv,” I said quietly. “Rest now. We’re almost home.”
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To my relief, she settled back in her seat, though her amber eyes remained fixed on my profile. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. “Did you know that? The most beautiful wolf I’ve ever seen.”
Something in my chest constricted at her words. Even drunk, there was a sincerity in her voice that couldn’t be faked.
By the time we reached her apartment building, Olivia had finally succumbed to sleep. Her breathing had deepened, her head tilted slightly toward me, lips parted in peaceful slumber.
I parked and sat for a moment, just watching her. The moonlight filtering through the windows cast a silver glow on her features, highlighting the delicate curve of her cheek, the sweep of her lashes against her skin.
With infinite gentleness, I lifted her from the passenger seat and carried her inside, using the key she’d given me weeks earlier. The trust implied in that simple act of giving me access to her private space had meant more to me than she could possibly know.
Her apartment was quiet and dark as I moved through it with practiced ease, making my way to her bedroom. I carefully placed her on the bed, reluctant to let her go even as I knew I must.
For a long moment, I simply stood there, my ice–blue eyes softening as I gazed down at her peaceful face. She looked so vulnerable in sleep, so precious. My wolf howled within me, demanding that I stay, that I protect her through the night and every night
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My hand hovered over her honey–brown hair, wanting nothing more than to touch her, to stay by her side until morning. But I knew that when she woke, she would likely be mortified by her behavior tonight.
I respected her too much to take advantage of her vulnerability, even if it meant denying myself the comfort of her presence. With great reluctance, I withdrew my hand and turned away, leaving her to sleep in peace.
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