Chapter 91

Madison

His hands were everywhere, roaming over my body like he owned it. And fuck, maybe he did. For now, at least.

He pulled back, eyes glinting with that familiar hunger. “Bed. Now.”

Before I could utter a word, Alexander scooped me up like I weighed nothing. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, our faces inches apart. His eyes burned into mine, the hunger in them sending a shiver down my spine.

“What are you—?”

“Shh,” he hushed, carrying me towards the bedroom. “I told you, bed. Now.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. He kicked the door open, revealing the expansive bedroom dominated by a king-sized bed. The room was dimly lit, the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows that danced across the walls.

He tossed me onto the bed, and I bounced slightly, my breath hitching. He stood at the foot of the bed, his gaze roaming over my naked body like a predator eyeing its p