Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 28

Natalia & Andrei

Natalia

I was about to leave, but couldn’t get far before Andrei’s hand shot out and wrapped around my wrist. He pulled me back toward him, and I gasped, stumbling against his chest.

“What are you doing?” I hissed, my cheeks flushing as he wrapped his arm around my waist and held me close. Instinctively, despite five years of distance, my hand came up and pressed my palm flat against his chest, fingers curling into his shirt.

Just like I did when we were together.

Andrei’s eyes flicked down to where my hand hovered just above his heart, then back up to the smooth spot on my neck where a mating mark should have been. It lingered there for another beat, a flicker of smug satisfaction crossing his face, before he finally met my gaze.

“I don’t think you’re really in love like you claim. If you were, Damon would have marked you already.”

Before I could answer, Andrei walked us both toward the wall until my back was pressed against it. The cool stone bit into my skin through the thin fabric of my dress, and I suppressed a shiver. Or maybe it was the way he dipped his head and parted his lips as if to kiss me that sent a chill through me.

For a moment, just a moment, the familiar pull of our old attraction coursed through me. Even now, after five years apart, I still felt it; that physical urge to close the space between us, that frantic, excited thumping of my heart like the wings of a tiny hummingbird.

I wanted him to kiss me, even though I hated him. I wanted him, even if I knew he was just using his body to make

me tell him the truth.

When we were married, sex was the one and only thing we were good at together. Our emotions, particularly Damon’s, as a couple were distant and cold, but the intimacy…

It was only those nights that we slept together, sharing the same bed and moving beneath the covers, that we felt

right. Like two broken puzzle pieces slamming together in a way that almost fit.

…

I could recall countless nights we tangled together in our marriage bed, a mess of limbs and lips. The way Andrei would always lavish each spot on my body, the way he always knew just how to make me feel good.

The way we would both feel good, crying out each other’s names, sometimes until the early hours of the morning. When the moon was out, things were different, warmer. It was ironic how the warmth would dissipate the moment the sun rose over the hills, but at night….

At night, it was something close to love.

And even now, five years later, I missed those nights we had once spent together. I hadn’t been intimate with anyone since I had left Andrei, and even if I had, a tiny part of me wasn’t sure if I could ever find that same level of intimate connection with another man.

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Chapter 28

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That same tiny part of me wanted him now, no matter how toxic and stupid such a decision could be.

But the part of me that had been betrayed, cast out of her own home, had had to fake her death and take on a new

name…

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