Alpha Nocurne's Contracted Mate

Alpha Nocturne’s Contracted Mate by A E Randell

Chapter 141 We Could Shower Together

[Mature Content]

“That’s exactly what I’m saying, princess.” Adam grinned.

“You’re going to have to stop calling me that soon you know?” Ann laughed as she struggled to contain the feeling of heat that was spreading through her as Adam’s hands gently caressed her back.

“What? Princess?!” He asked in mock outrage, “I’ll never stop calling you that. You might be my Queen in public but behind closed doors in the privacy of our bedroom… you will always be my princess.” He growled huskily. The heat that smoldered in his eyes as he stared down at her intently, made Ann swallow nervously. There was just something about the way his eyes darkened when he looked at her this way that never failed to send her crazy with desire.

“You could at least let me shower before you start with your perverted primal urges you know,” Ann grumbled playfully.

“I could,” He mused thoughtfully before grinning devilishly at her, “but I just love it when you’re dirty…” he said as he bent forward to claim her mouth with his.

But Ann had other ideas and she moved her head backward, evading his insistent attempts with a giggle as she tried to escape his clutches.

“Adam…” she admonished as he rolled his eyes and let her go.

she darted back towards the bathroom

the floor before she stepped

as it was pushed open made her freeze momentarily and she called out hesitantly into the clouds of steam that were

“Adam? Is that you?”

the door slid open and revealed a very n*ake*d, and a very erect Adam,

surprise as she tried to wipe the water from her eyes and when she finally succeeded, it

to see Adam’s hands reach for the shower gel and begin to ma*s*sage

initial shock soon dissolved as the pleasurable sensation of his skin against hers wiped all emotions from her mind, all she could think about was his hands on her as he carefully and lovingly washed every inch

consumed him and as his hands worked their

he murmured as he traced the rivulets of water that cascaded down her skin as if in

hair plastered to his head as he stood in the shower did

to start with, always look infinitely better when

out and traced her fingers lightly down his chest, moving them torturously slowly all the

hold of his c“k and began

breath caught in his

with her hands, reaching down to the area between her legs and forcing