Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 655

Chapter 655 Recollection
Her chest heaved as her breathing quickened. Her flushed face and half-lidded eyes made her look utterly irresistible—the sexiest woman in the world. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her, but the moment my tongue tasted her nectar, my eyes closed instinctively, savoring her essence.

Her taste was divine, a sweetness unmatched by anything else. The intoxicating scent of her arousal ignited an even fiercer desire within me, making my head spin with lust. My cock throbbed painfully, the veins straining under the relentless pressure of my need for her.

“Oh, my Goddess!” she cried as I sucked her swollen nub, swirling my tongue over it while sliding a finger into her tight, wet heat.

“Fuck, Zander!” she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

I groaned deeply, the sound raw and primal. “Yes, baby, moan my name louder,” I urged, my voice a mix of command and adoration. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.”

I flicked my teeth lightly over her clit as I thrust two more fingers into her slick heat. She whimpered, her body trembling as she instinctively tried to close her legs, but my firm grip on her thigh kept them apart.

“No, baby,” I growled, my voice thick with desire. “Open your legs wider so I can make you come.”

“Zander, please,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with desperation. “I want you. Don’t torture me anymore.”

Her plea only spurred me on. I plunged my fingers deeper, curling them just right as my tongue flicked fiercely against her sensitive nub. It didn’t take long before she shattered completely, crying out as her release flooded my mouth. I groaned in satisfaction, savoring every drop of her sweetness, drinking her in until there was nothing left.

Lyon growled restlessly in the back of my mind, desperate to take over, to claim our mate fully and lose himself in her. But I held him back, my control barely hanging by a thread.

My hands gripped her hips firmly, guiding her movements as I thrust upward, matching her rhythm. I controlled the pace, moving her up and down along my length, the sensation driving me insane with desire. Watching her ride me, her body swaying above mine, was like every hidden fantasy of mine coming to life. This bold, confident side of her was utterly mesmerizing, a reminder of how much she wanted me as much as I craved her.

“Baby, say you love me,” I demanded, my voice rough and desperate. I needed to hear it—to feel the truth of her words resonate in my heart. Maybe she had said it before, but the memories were lost to me, and I wanted to etch it into my soul, to cherish it forever.

“I love you, Alpha Zander Blake. I’ve always loved you, and I will love you until my very last breath,” she confessed, her voice raw with passion and sincerity. Her words sent me to a new high, a rush of emotions flooding through me.

“Fuck!” I cursed loudly, her declaration tipping me over the edge. I thrust harder, losing myself in her entirely. “I love you too, my mate,” I groaned as the release hit me, my body tensing as I spilled deep inside her. Her climax followed, her cries of pleasure filling the room, sending waves of pride and satisfaction through me.

And then it happened—a sudden, intense sensation, as though a barrier had shattered in my mind. Memories came rushing back, hitting me with a force so overwhelming my head felt impossibly heavy. A loud growl tore from my throat as I clutched her close, my body trembling with the onslaught of emotions and recollections flooding my senses.