Chapter 225

Summer's POV With a growl, he lifted me, carrying me to the massive bed that dominated the room. Our clothes fell away under urgent hands, revealing skin that ached to be touched. His lips traced a burning path down my neck, across my collarbone, to the sensitive peaks of my breasts. "Mine," he rasped, his eyes flashing Alpha gold as they met mine. "My mate. My Summer." I arched beneath him as his mouth closed around my nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. "Yours," I agreed breathlessly. "Always yours." Then his hands pinned my wrists above my head, the pressure firm and controlling. The weight of his body covered mine, his muscled thigh pushing between my legs. "I need to feel you submit to me," he demanded, voice rough with desire. "Need to know you're completely mine to command, to pleasure, to destroy." Heat pooled between my legs at his words. This was the side of Alexander I craved after days of stress and uncertainty—dominant, possessive, unyielding. "Yes," I breathed,