Coldsnap: The Billionaire Alpha's Fated Pregnant Princess (GL)-Chapter 215 - (R18) Pools Should Not Be Used Like This

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 - (R18) Pools Should Not Be Used Like This

Without overthinking anything I’m seeing, I pull back and trace one finger along the ring shaped full moon before following the arc all the way down to the waxing crescent. The woman’s breath shallows at the contact.

"It’s beautiful."

Her entire body goes rigid as I make sure to support her stomach with my other arm and my fingertip continues its tracing explorations, paying extra feather-like attention to the part of the snowflake aimed down her spine.

"When did you get this?"

"Years ago, after I... after I became the leader of the pack."

She manages to speak an answer in a strained voice while I wipe a thumb across the solid black orb of the new moon. All of this had to be quite uncomfortable in this thin and sensitive area.

Even if our regeneration would make things better quickly... actually, would our skin not just reject one of these? The ink would bleed and push out like most contaminants do. Perhaps there is a special method that makes it ’take’ for our biology.

Her skin is warm under my touch and I can feel the tremor in her abdomen every time I poke at the snowflake’s delicate points. So I decide to make a game of it.

"Tell me more. The significance of this to you."

"The snowflake... it... Citra, please..."

She breathlessly tries to continue as my nails curl into the skin of her stomach and my breasts press flush against he back once more. Her hands grip shakily on the pool’s edge as I provide my own finishing statements.

"Let me guess. It’s more than just your pack... it’s what you see as your nature. Cold and precise."

My lips press into her earlobe as my free hand links back around one of her wrists. Not pulling her away from the wall, but making sure she stays there.

"But snow can be absolutely stunning. And melting it down can give thirsty people the water they sorely need."

Wet, white hair moves as she turns her head slightly, trying to get a look at me over her shoulder. As the water continues to lap gently around us at a pace that just can’t match the thundering rapid beats of her pulse.

"Citra..."

"Hmm?"

"What are you doing to me?"

The question is quiet, but it’s loaded with so much desire and confusion and barely restrained need that I feel Vrika melt with satisfaction in our shared mindscape. Well, it’s a good thing that this spirit isn’t in control, otherwise it would have released her!

> You would have asked her to mark you by now. Silly beast. You have to make a mate work for it. She may have fed me earlier, but we haven’t even went hunting together yet! <

"I’m testing your patience. Seeing how much of that control you actually have left. How far I can trust you not to do things I haven’t asked for."

Trembling, caught between the pool wall and my body... I can see her knuckles are white where she grips the tile edge. When my shin presses its way in between hers and tangles us together further.

"A test... what have you concluded? Am I passing?"

The voice is rough with barely contained restraint as my knee raises just a few inches. I smile against her neck and lick it just once. It tastes of chlorine and not that much like it did the time before.

"That you’re stronger and more patient than I expected... but not nearly as unaffected as I pretend to be."

My hand around her waist splays its fingers across her stomach before drifting upward at a slow place. I cup her breast first over the thin white fabric... and this time when I aim for such an intimate place for humans, I don’t pull away.

We don’t get interrupted. And I just... run freely with a soft weight that fills my palm. When my thumb brushes across where her nipple must be beneath the bikini top, she lets out a gasping whimper and pleas with my name again.

"Shh..."

Despite the taste, I press my mouth to the side of her neck over and over until I find that spot just below her ear. My hand continues to fondle and learn what this one breast feels like as I grip tighter around her wrist.

"I’ve been thinking about this. About touching you as much as I like. About making you lose yourself."

Fingertips dig underneath fabric and free its companion for this experience. As I squeeze, I also bite down gently on her neck before sucking at the sensitive skin.

Somewhat determined to leave a small mark this time that a scent neutralizer can’t erase, even if her regeneration would soon. Just me claiming this moment, this piece of her in the pool.

Her entire body arches against mine with a broken moan escaping her throat. Her shins lock back against the calf of the leg I have now all but pressed right up into her bikini bottoms.

> Yes, you’re right. Lucky knee... Wait, stop paying attention to what we are doing, damnit! <

"Please..."

"Please what? Be specific. Otherwise-"

"Pool area will be closing in ten minutes for routine maintenance. Please gather your belongings and exit the facility."

Before I can finish what I was saying and she can answer so that I can finish what she wants... the pool area’s sound system crackles to life with that loud automated announcement. I pull back from her neck with a frustrated growl.

However, I do not let go of anything else. Not before I catch sight of the reddish mark I’ve left on her skin. Slowly, I release her and she turns in my arms to look at me with pools of wide black pupils and erratic breathing.

An exposed breast touches against the flesh of mine that is still trapped underneath an adorable fox character. I mutter my disappointment while I frown at her.

"Perfect timing, again."

"My apartment. Or yours. We could-"

"No."

I float back, creating distance between us even though every instinct screams to do the opposite. To push forward and taste ever more of her.

"Not tonight."

The confusion and hurt that flash across her face almost make me reconsider what I’m thinking, but I really had a better idea. One that will drive her absolutely wild with want as we take a break.