Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Mind Resists, But Body Wants

Rafe’s POV

Her lips were fire against mine, defiant yet trembling with something she refused to name. I deepened the kiss, tilting my head and sliding my mouth harder over hers until her muffled protest turned into a soft gasp. That single sound broke through me like a spark in dry wood.

She clutched at my shirt, fisting the fabric as though she wanted to push me away, yet her grip pulled me closer instead. My hands tightened at her waist, feeling the fragile rise and fall of her breath as I pressed her firmly against the glass. The cold surface at her back only made the warmth of her body burn hotter beneath my touch. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

When her lips parted, I took the opening without hesitation, sliding my tongue past her resistance to taste her fully. She met me with surprising fierceness, her tongue tangling with mine in a reckless battle neither of us seemed willing to end. It was wild, messy, nothing like restraint—an explosion of years of hate, fury, and something we didn’t wish to name.

Her fingers left my shirt and found their way to my neck, nails grazing my skin, as if to remind me that this was her revenge, her control. But each scratch only urged me further, only made me want to claim her mouth with more intensity.

I breathed her in, every maddening note of her scent wrapping around me, no longer suffocating but intoxicating. The world beyond that glass wall ceased to exist. The crackling of wood in the fireplace outside, my brothers’ voices carried faintly on the night air—none of it mattered.

Only her. Only this storm raging between us, her fury bleeding into passion as we kissed like enemies who couldn’t stop devouring each other.

When she tried to pull back again, panting, I chased her lips, brushing them with mine once more, refusing to let the connection break.

"You think you can end it here?" I whispered against her mouth, my voice rough with desire. "No, little witch. Not until I’ve had my fill."

And before she could argue, I claimed her lips again, deeper, hungrier, until both of us were drowning.

After long when we stopped, both of us were utterly spent, panting heavily, and trying to calm ourselves.

I could sense her wolf was excited to mate with me and it was driving her crazy despite her not wanting it. As she was bonded to Kael, she was bonded to us four as well, despite not marking her. She felt the same effect of us on her the way Kael, her mate, had.

"Don’t worry, I don’t plan to fuck you," I told her, my voice low and hoarse. "If I did, you’d be dead by the time I finished, drained of every drop of blood."

She gasped, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Then fuck me. I want to die anyway."

Damn. She still hadn’t abandoned her obsession with dying. Thankfully we haven’t told her yet about Raven. We couldn’t risk the little guy’s life.

"Trust me, my body wants you like crazy, but my mind stops me," I told her, meeting her gaze steadily. "Just like how your mind wants to stop, but your body can’t resist us."

She fell quiet as she couldn’t deny this truth. Her body, her wolf was bound to submit to us even when her mind screamed against it. She was utterly helpless in front of the natural instincts of the werewolf.

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