The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 106 [Evelyn's POV] My entire body was coursing with an undeniable, sensuous heat. | hadn't anticipated Alexander to kiss me in such a way but | was, by no means, upset about it. Hell, if he kept it up any further, | would have pushed myself out of my chair and made my way onto his lap. | wanted to tangle my hands through his thick, dark hair and pull him closer. | wanted to tear away at that annoying mask he wore and kiss the other side of his face he kept hidden for some ungodly reason. My heart dropped into my stomach when the carnal realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

| wanted him. All of him. My hands were itching to tear at his clothes and discover every unseen inch of his skin. All those previous times I'd felt the press of his hardness against me, it piqued my curiosity to no end. The man was by no means small. Good God, who the hell am | kidding? He couldn't even be considered average. When | first felt Alexander press his tongue past my lips, | was ---- already melting on the spot. My face flushed at the brief memory of our tongues swirling. Alexander was quick to take control and proceed to dominate the kiss to his own end. | didn't even care.

| was actually quick to discover that | liked the idea of him taking control. He was far more experienced than me and knew how to make things work and feel amazing. There was no reason why | would try to get in the way of that. It was like he'd turned on an internal switch | didn't know that | had. My mind was still reeling over the notion of him hooking his hand under my jaw and pulling me forward. His scent enveloped me like a protective cloud. No way was | pulling back. Whether he knew it or not, he started to awaken something within me. And wanted to explore it to its fullest extent.

The man knew | was a virgin. He's known since the first day that we'd officially met each other. He hadn't exactly hackled me about it; but, there again, he hadn't done anything about it either. For so long, I'd been convinced that perhaps it was because Alexander just didn't find me attractive. Slowly, we'd been working our way around one another and gradually getting closer, and more comfortable in each other's shared space. But that kiss...Fuck. That kiss sent me nearly falling out of my chair. | was so ---- overcome with heat that | was sure my entire body was flushed And for good reason.

| was so tempted to press my thighs together, knowing damn well that I was going to feel the wet heat between them. When Alexander had pulled back, | almost let out a friggin' whine. | gave a silent prayer to myself that | had at least some sense of self-control still left. Otherwise, | would have hoped for the floor to split open and swallow me whole. My heart had already been beating frantically from the intensity of everything, nothing could have prepared me for the heart- wrenching look that Alexander gave me. He looked so emotionally vulnerable.

It brought me back to the early morning when I'd finally come out of my Belladonna attack. Alexander was leaning over me with that same beseeching expression. Clearly, he had something on his mind. "Evelyn, | have to-" "Sir!" Alexander and | both turned our heads to find Oliver standing firm near the doors. He wore a look that demanded Alexander's immediate attention. Meanwhile, | cursed inwardly. Son of a bitch! ---- | knew from that tone of voice that something was going on and that Alexander was going to be dragged away. | never thought of myself as needy.

| was built to be self-sufficient and reliable.