The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 158 A warm, possessive feeling simmered beneath his own skin. Oh God, yes. He wanted to touch her. He'd been wanting to feel the silken softness of her skin since the first time he saw her gorgeous body bare. He mindlessly let his hands roam down her leg toward the hem of her long skirt. Wait. Goddamnit. This isn't right. How could he touch her when she wasn't even fully coherent? It didn't feel right. Alexander was worried that he would ultimately be taking advantage of her in such a state. With all the willpower he could muster, he slowly shook his head.

"Evelyn, I can't." Her bottom lip trembled. "Why? Why can't you?" He hated how she sounded like she was on the verge of tears. "Because you're under the influence of a drug," he explained. " For all | know, you don't actually want this. | won't be able to live with myself if, come tomorrow, you end up regretting everything." Evelyn reached out to take his face in her hands. ---- "You listen to me," she said. "| may be feeling the effects of the drug but | know exactly who you are. You are Alexander. You are my husband.

You are the only man that | ever want touching me." Everything she was saying felt like a deep stroke to his ego. " Only me?" She boldly pressed her pelvis into his lower abdomen. "Only you," she purred. "Michael tried to touch me and it was repulsive." Alexander curled a hand through her hair and tugged her closer. He bared his teeth in a contemptuous smile. "Do not mention that vile little bastard if you know what's good for you," he husked. His eyes dropped to her full lips and captured her mouth ina needy kiss. He swallowed each and every moan that slipped from her throat.

Evelyn tasted of herbal tea and her own natural sweetness. They broke apart to catch their own breath, leaving the two of them dazed. "How do you know what's good for me?" she asked, teasingly. The corner of his mouth curled into a knowing smirk as his hand slipped beneath the hem of her skirt. His fingers played at the ---- inner side of her thigh and eased up toward the lacey material of her panties. Evelyn's mouth fell open; her eyes fluttered closed. Alexander hummed in gracious approval having found her soaked with arousal. "Oh, baby. You're so wet," he groaned. "Please," she gasped.

As soon as the car pulled up to the manor, Alexander stormed through the main doors with Evelyn hauled up in his arms. Neither one of them cared about any of the bewildered glances they got from the staff as they headed straight for the bedroom. He wasted no time placing her down in the center of the mattress. She was utterly stunning. Flushed, needy, and eagerly waiting for him to continue what he started back in the car. He could see that the effects of the drug were taking a deeper hold on her. "Alexander," she panted. "Would you just fuck me already?" Holy shit.

Hearing her speak like that made his cock swell in his pants. He certainly didn't need to be told twice. Alexander returned his hand back to its winding trail up her leg. A tantalizing smile splayed across his face and tsked. "No, sweetheart. I'm not going to fuck you. Not yet. You seem to ---- forget that | know you're still a virgin. | will not take you under such circumstances where | know you are not your normal self." Evelyn whined in displeasure at his declaration but was swiftly sated when she felt the palm of his hand press against her clit.

"But | will be more than happy to take the edge off until then."