The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Misunderstanding

She leaned in slowly, never breaking eye contact. Her tongue flicked out, playful and sensual, as she lowered her head and dragged it across his nipple, teasing him. All the while, her hips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding herself against his hard, eager cock.

"Adi..." Zion breathed, but his voice hitched when Addison rolled her hips again, slow, deliberate, devastatingly slow. The friction of her slick wet pussy dragging against his hardened cock made his eyes flutter shut, and a repressed groan tore from his throat.

His hands shot up instinctively, gripping her thighs on either side of him. His fingers sank into her soft flesh, holding her as if anchoring himself to reality, silently urging her to keep going.

But Addison—teasing, knowing that she was utterly in control—caught the raw hunger in his eyes and halted her movements. A seductive smirk curved on her lips as she leaned in slightly, golden eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Baby... do you like it?" she asked, her voice honey-smooth, low, but laced with challenge.

Zion could only stare up at her, undone. His expression, once clouded with lust, softened into something reverent. His smile was breathless, his voice husky with emotion and restraint.

"Yes, sweetheart," he said, his tone sincere and desperate all at once. "You can do anything to me. I’ll give you my leash. Be my master... would that be alright?"

His body was burning—an inferno barely held in check. His breath came in ragged bursts as he bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep himself from bucking his hips up into hers, from flipping her beneath him and taking her right there. The urge to move, to plunge into her and claim what he had missed for so long, was almost unbearable.

Goddess, how he had missed her.

He didn’t just want to make love to her—he wanted to merge with her completely. To embed himself so deeply inside her that their souls would never separate. To drown in her scent, her warmth, her very being.

"What a good dog you are," Addison purred, her voice dripping with amusement and wicked promise. "Should I reward you?"

Zion’s breath caught as her soft fingers wrapped around his aching cock, guiding it to her entrance. She brushed the tip slowly against her folds, teasing him, making him feel like his very soul was unraveling with every agonizing stroke. His cock twitched eagerly, yearning to be inside her, but he didn’t move—not even a little. He simply looked up at her, eyes wide with desperate adoration.

Her long silver hair tumbled over her shoulders, framing her ethereal form. Pale, radiant skin glowed in the moonlight spilling through the window, and soft pink nipples peeked through the strands of her hair like forbidden treasures. She looked divine—too beautiful to be real.

"Should I put it in?" she asked again, her voice light and taunting.

Zion wanted to scream yes—to beg, to plead—but his body was frozen under her spell. All he could do was look down, mesmerized, as her hand stroked him in slow, maddening movements. The slick head of his cock brushed her entrance again and again, the friction is a sweet torture.

"Please..." he croaked, voice hoarse, barely more than a whisper.

But Addison only smirked, a wicked, knowing curve to her lips. She was clearly enjoying herself, watching him tremble on the edge of surrender, seeing just how far he could restrain himself while she held all the power. Zion was trembling with need, but he didn’t touch her. He didn’t force it. He gave her everything—all control, all desire—laid bare and vulnerable beneath her.

And Addison? She reveled in it.

That sound—that moan—was like fire to Zion’s senses. His cock twitched violently, his breath catching as his entire body ignited with unbearable heat. She was torturing him sweetly, pushing him to the brink while refusing to let him fall.

Different or not, this Addison was still his Addison.

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