Chapter 169

Meadow’s POV

I tried to stand, but my legs were too unsteady, shaking from the tension and the electricity in the room. Alaric saw me stumble and caught me before I could fall, lifting me into his lap in such an effortless manner.

His cock was pressed right at my entrance, but he didn’t slide in. Not yet.

Instead, he wrapped one arm around my waist, the other around my throat as he jammed his lips against mine, claiming them in a kiss so hard and sensual, my toes curled. I moaned into his mouth, and just as I was about to deepen the kiss, he pulled back.

Alaric’s grip tightened around the back of my neck slightly, and a gasp escaped my throat. He was looking at me like he couldn’t wait to ravage me, but I could also catch a glimpse of patience in his eyes.

As if he had all the time in the world to deal with me however he wanted.

“Beg,” he rasped, gaze falling to my parted lips. “Beg for what you want.”

My vision blurred with