Moon Princess

135

~ Amaris Laurier Pov ~

I carefully applied a vibrant shade of lipstick to my lips, savoring the smooth texture as I pressed them together a few times, ensuring an even application. As I released my lips, I reached for Samuel's enticing perfume, eagerly spritzing it all over myself. The intoxicating, masculine scent immediately captivated my senses, infusing the air around me with an aura of allure.

In sync with the song playing through the Bluetooth speaker, Samuel and I found ourselves humming along, a harmonious duet resonating within the room. The sound of the shower being turned off caught my attention, signaling Samuel's imminent presence. With anticipation, I made my way toward the closet, spotting a suitcase resting against the wall. Unzipping it, I revealed a collection of meticulously ironed suits that beckoned to me.

My gaze fell upon the first suit, and I carefully selected it, admiring the impeccable craftsmanship. Holding it in my hands, I walked back into the room just as I heard the familiar click of the door opening. There stood Samuel, with tendrils of steam billowing around him, a loose towel casually draped around his lower waist. He glanced at me, his eyes scanning my appearance from head to toe, while he used the towel to dry his damp hair. A smile spread across Samuel's face as he took in my chosen ensemble.

 "You look absolutely stunning, my love," he declared affectionately, leaning in to give me a quick, tender peck on the lips.

"Thank you, Baby," I replied, my voice filled with affection. As Samuel stepped closer, I handed him his suit, feeling the smooth fabric beneath my fingertips.

He slipped into his trousers with practiced ease, the sight of his defined legs momentarily distracted me before I focused on tying my hair up. Glancing at his reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but notice his perfectly sculpted abs glistening with droplets of water. My gaze shifted to his damp hair, strands clinging to his forehead. Just as he was about to put on his shirt, I gently grabbed his arm, halting his movements. 

"Wait," I said softly, guiding him to sit on the edge of the bed.

 With a tender smile, I picked up the towel and began to delicately wipe his hair. As I focused on my task, I could feel his eyes fixed on me, absorbing every detail. Samuel wrapped his hands around my waist, drawing me closer to him. He let out a contented sigh, a low growl of approval escaping his lips as he nuzzled against my stomach. 

A sudden surge of heat washed over us as our desires intensified, filling the room with a palpable tension. I swallowed hard, trying to maintain my composure, and continued drying his hair. The sensual caress of his hands exploring my curves made me stiffen momentarily, but I regained my focus, determined to finish what I had started. Our heavy breathing mingled with the arousing energy as I bit my lip in anticipation, feeling a surge of pleasure as he placed his hands on my bum, gently caressing it while emitting a low growl.

With a quick, teasing peck on my stomach, he looked up into my eyes, and I met his gaze, my own eyes lingering on his hair as it rested on his forehead. Slowly, I reached out and swayed his hair back, relishing in its smoothness. Samuel took my hand, peppering it with soft kisses, never breaking eye contact. My chest heaved with labored breaths as his lips left my hand and locked onto my eyes, their intensity causing my pulse to quicken.

His gaze shifted to my lips, and without hesitation, I bent down slightly, slamming my lips onto his. In an instant, he took control, moving his lips in perfect harmony with mine. Our kiss began gently, a tender exploration, but soon intensified as he bit my lips in between, eliciting a low groan from deep within me.

 I couldn't help but be drawn in by his passion, my hands instinctively finding their way into his hair, tugging on it, which only made him growl in response. The tingling sensation in my core intensified with every sound he made, and just as I was about to pull away, he placed his hand in the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss.

Our tongues danced playfully, each of us exploring the other's mouth with increasing fervor. His hands wasted no time in their exploration, squeezing my breasts and gripping my bum, causing me to moan with pleasure. Short of breath, I tapped lightly on his shoulder, attempting to signal a pause, but he was so consumed by the moment that he didn't register it. 

Determined, I pushed against his chest, trying to break the connection between our lips, which made him growl with a mixture of frustration and desire. As I moved my head back, he tugged on my lip with his teeth, eliciting a soft hiss from me. Sensing my slight discomfort, he gently brought me closer again, sucking on my lower lip to alleviate the pain before releasing me.

I took the opportunity to catch my breath, my hands now resting on his broad shoulders as I inhaled deeply, trying to steady my racing heart. Our eyes locked, the desire between us still tangible in the air. His gaze held a mix of adoration and raw hunger, mirroring the emotions swirling within me. 

A sudden knock on the door startled us, and I reluctantly moved back, my lips curving into a smile. Samuel let out a low growl, his possessiveness evident as I couldn't help but giggle. I grabbed a tissue, gently wiping his lips and the corner of his mouth before discarding it in the nearby dustbin. Samuel quickly composed himself, efficiently getting into his shirt and suit while I took a moment to fix myself, ensuring my appearance matched the occasion.

Once we were both decent, I approached the door and unlocked it, finding Spade standing there with a smug expression. I rolled my eyes playfully at his remark.

"Took you long enough!" Spade exclaimed; his tone filled with mock impatience.

"Well, it's not my fault that your alpha is so tempting!" I retorted with a mischievous grin, teasing him. Samuel chuckled from behind me, joining in the banter.

Spade's taunting expression quickly turned to one of disgust, and I couldn't help but laugh at his exaggerated reaction. Samuel wrapped his arms around me, drawing me closer, as we enjoyed the moment of lightheartedness amidst the tense atmosphere.

"Where is everyone?" Samuel inquired, glancing at his wristwatch to check the time.

"They've been in the meeting room for about an hour now," I replied, gesturing for them to proceed. My gaze shifted momentarily to the Omega who stood nearby, nervously carrying a tray of glasses filled with wines.

"You know what's a fun fact?" Spade asked, excitement evident in his voice.

"What?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as I focused my attention on him.

"They're petrified of us!" Spade exclaimed, bursting into laughter. I shook my head, amused by his silliness.

Just as we began to make our way towards the meeting room, the sound of shattering glasses echoed through the hallway, instantly triggering a headache.