Chapter 412
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Emma POV
Alexander leaned across the console, cupped the back of my neck, and pressed his lips to mine.
The kiss erased the anger and distance that had built between us over the past few weeks. I kissed him back, hungry for more, my fingers tangling in his hair. The mate bond roared to life the second his tongue slid against mine, slow at first, then deeper, tasting me like he’d been starving for it.
A groan rumbled from his chest and vibrated against my mouth. He tried to pull me closer, but the narrow space of the front seats kept our bodies apart.
I broke the kiss, my lips tingling.
“Back seat p>
“Yes, my queen p>
My cheeks felt hot at his words, coupled with a wicked wink as he opened his door, I climbed over the console and slid into the back just as he got in beside me.
He pulled me onto his lap. My knees settled on either side of his thighs, the hard ridge of him pressing against me through our clothes. His eyes flicked down to the floorboard, where the two bags of tokens sat where I’d shoved them earlier.
Looking away, he wrapped both arms around my waist and hauled me against his chest.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he muttered against my mouth, then kissed me again.
His hand slid under the back of my shirt, palm spanning my bare skin as he pulled me tighter while I slid my tongue back into his mouth. He met me stroke for stroke, the sound of our mouths filling the car.
My hands moved without permission. I reached between us and worked his zipper. Alexander smiled against my lips, almost amused, like he couldn’t believe I was the one doing this.
“So hungry; aren’t you p>
“I am,” I said, slipping my hand in and wrapping my fingers around his cock. He was hard, his skin hot and smooth beneath my palm. I stroked from base to tip and felt him twitch in my grip. He inhaled sharply. I did it again, slower, twisting my wrist while I kept kissing him, our tongues moving together in the same rhythm.
His hips pushed into my fist. One hand left my back and came up to cup my jaw, angling my face so he could kiss me deeper. His other hand gripped my hip. My wetness grew, the fabric of my underwear clinging between my thighs whenever I shifted.
Alexander’s kisses grew hungrier, his tongue thrusting into my mouth like he was making love to it. I felt him trying to reciprocate, and I was soaked and aching, the bond screaming at me to let him touch me properly.
I rose onto my knees and straddled him. Even through our clothes, I rocked against his hardness, and it felt so alive, as though he were inside me.
“Emma,” he whispered huskily. “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me p>
His words, and the sincerity in them, made my heart pound.
Anita had told me to bring this up after making sure he was thoroughly turned on, and so it was now or never.
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I pulled back, my face inches from his.
couldn’t stop thinking about you, Alexander,” I said, searching his eyes. “I don’t ever want this to end p>
His smile grew, the lightness in his blue eyes so mesmerizing I lost my train of thought.
“Me neither,” he said, his lips brushing mine as he reached to pull me back into another kiss, but I placed my palm against his chest and held him still.
“I have a plan, one that can serve us both and keep this precious thing we share p>
“Can we do all the talking later? I need you so badly,” he said, the need coating his voice.
“We can keep the mate bond a secret p>
His mouth parted slightly, and he stared at me like he hadn’t heard right.
His hands stopped moving against my back.
“What p>
I smiled and shrugged.
“Think about it, Alexander. Given our circumstances, being together openly isn’t realistic right now, to put it mildly. It’s impossible p>
Alexander sat motionless, staring at me.
I took his silence as a sign that he was considering it. Encouraged, I kept going, trying to show him how it could
work.
“No one ever has to know. I could find an apartment for us in a neutral pack, somewhere between our territories, and we’d meet there once or twice a week, whenever we can sneak away. I have a feeling it will work out perfectly.
He kept staring at me and still hadn’t said a word.
The silence grew unbearable. I slid off his lap and moved across the back seat.
“Did I say something wrong p>
Silence.
“Alexander, please don’t make this hard. The mate bond means something to me, and I want to keep p>
“It doesn’t mean enough,” he snapped, his voice dropping into a growl.
My heart pounded, and I flinched back, having never seen such rage coming from him.
“If you want that safe, comfortable life in your shiny pack house, go live it!” he sneered, leaning toward me until my back hit the door. “But hiding me in the dark? Making me your secret while you play house with the Alphas? That’s cowardly. And I’ll never do it p>
I gaped at him, hurt and confused by his anger.
“I’m trying to find a way for us to survive this p>
“You’re trying to fit me into a neat little box that suits your convenience. If you can’t go through with the severance ritual, that’s your weakness, not mine! I’d stand in that ritual chamber and break this fucking bond in a
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heartbeat, and I wouldn’t lose a second of sleep over it p>
Mars sprang to my eyes, burning against my cheeks.
“You’re hurting me!” I screamed, my voice breaking as tears spilled down my face. “What’s wrong with you p>
I wiped my face with a trembling hand, my chest heaving as I sobbed.
“You’re a rogue!” I yelled, pointing at his chest and poking it. My eyes widened as he shoved my hand off.
“Do you honestly expect my family to accept you with open arms?! How are we supposed to build a life together? I’m the only one sitting here trying to find a solution. I came all this way trying to meet you halfway, and you’re still making everything impossible p>
My voice cracked as the frustration of the past few weeks poured out.
“What did you expect me to do, Alexander?!” I sobbed, staring at him through blurry eyes. “Did you expect me to pack my bags, abandon my life, and run away to live in the rogue camp with you?! What about my parents, the people I’ve lived with my entire life? Am I supposed to elope with you and ignore the fact that it could lead to a war p>
Then I pointed to the floorboard, where the leather bags of stolen tokens sat.
“I felt so much sympathy for you!” I sobbed. “When I heard about the trade bans and how hard things were for your camp, I risked everything! I stole from my own pack’s vault for you! I brought you money so your people wouldn’t suffer p>
Alexander looked down at the bags and scoffed.
“I don’t need your stolen tokens, Emma,” he spat. “I don’t need your pity, and I damn sure don’t need your charity. Don’t ever try to reach out to me again, and don’t you dare think you can buy me into accepting your conditions p>
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