Page 69 of The Alpha's Chosen Fate

I snorted then quickly covered my mouth.It wasn’t funny.

Though Luna Kate slapping Briggs silly might have felt warranted, she and Alpha Harris were going to be gutted once they knew everything.

“Briggs?”

“Yes?”

“You can put the necklace in the safe.”

His head ducked and I couldn’t see his eyes.“Okay, Ivy.I’ll—”

“I don’t have anyplace else to keep it.”

His face jerked up.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as the distance between us disappeared.Briggs leaned in, his lips brushing against mine, ever so slightly.

It was a question, an invitation.

"Are you sure?"he asked, his voice barely audible, filled with longing and concern.

My mind raced with thoughts and memories of the prophecy that haunted him.The pain of being rejected and what it had cost him to go through with it.

I took a deep breath and focused on the pull of the bond, on the sensations vibrating around and through my body.

This is where we belong, Rieka hummed.

“Yes, Briggs.I’m sure.”The air shifted with my words, electric currents crackled between our bodies.

He popped out of his chair, pulling me up and into his arms.I wrapped my legs around his waist as our lips met with urgency.

I lost myself in the kiss, driven by the overwhelming hunger that had been building inside me for so long.Briggs' hands found their way to my backside, pulling me closer as if he couldn't get enough.

"Fuck, Ivy," he breathed against my skin."You have no idea how much I want you."

"Show me," I dared.

He growled deep in his throat, the action vibrating against my chest and making me quiver.

Suddenly he was marching us through the cabin, barely managing to swing the bedroom door open before pressing me against it.I felt the cool wooden surface prickling against my back, his body hard and hot against mine.

His musky scent filled the air as he nipped at my neck.A whimper escaped my lips and I ground my pelvis into him.

"Ivy," he warned, his voice ragged and shaky.But that dominant undertone was there too, all Alpha.

His hands traveled under my shirt, skin on skin trailing sparks of desire.

“More,” I demanded.

"Patience," he whispered before pulling away just enough to pull off my shirt.

A quick yank of the cup of my bra exposed my breast to the cool air.His warm palm immediately covered it.His fingers tugged the sensitive nipple.

When Briggs rolled his hips into my core, our breath hitched simultaneously.The raw hunger in his gaze stoked the heat bubbling inside me.

"Briggs," I pleaded in frustration.

He silenced me with another soul-searing kiss as he settled me on my feet.“Lose the bra.”

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