Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate-Chapter 159 We’ve Got All Night
Klaus scooped Emily into his arms as he descended the staircase and crossed the hallway. The wall sconces cast a soft, warm glow, elongating their shadows on the wall.
"Put me down, Klaus," Emily seized the moment when Klaus was closing the door to his room and slipped out of his grasp.
She attempted to slip past him, but his reflexes were quicker.
Klaus, towering over her, blocked her path with his broad frame. He braced his hands against the wall, using his lower body’s strength to pin Emily’s legs. In the confined space, his warm breath gently brushed against her cheek as he gazed down at her.
"Where do you think you’re going, huh?" Klaus nudged the tip of his nose against her cheek, "You’re stuck with me tonight, kitten."
"Klaus," Emily’s breath caught in her throat due to his closeness, and she tilted her head to the side, avoiding his gaze.
"What?" His voice was soft, tinged with a hint of roughness.
"Why do we always do this?" Emily’s voice carried a trace of helplessness, "Fight, then make up?"
"Because we can’t bear to be apart," Klaus hooked his finger under her chin and looked into her eyes, "We fight because we’re still getting used to each other, and we make up because we love each other deeply."
"But I hate fighting," Emily looked into his deep green eyes, which were so captivating and mysterious. Every time she gazed directly at him, her heart couldn’t help but be enchanted by his emerald-like eyes.
"Me too," Klaus’s lips softly brushed against Emily’s as he whispered, "So, I’ve decided that whenever we fight in the future, no matter the reason, I’ll be the first to apologize to you."
"Even if it’s not your fault?"
"You’re never wrong, my love," Klaus said.
"But you’re always stubborn and set in your ways," Emily sighed in dissatisfaction.
"I’ve been trying to change for you," Klaus said calmly, "I’m sorry if I’ve neglected your feelings in some ways. That’s because after I lost my previous partner, there wasn’t anyone who cared so much about my well-being until I met you. I was accustomed to wandering in danger, even disregarding death. I was alone and unattached, but now everything has changed."
Klaus’s fingers traced the contours of Emily’s cheek, "I have you now."
"Klaus..." Emily wanted to say something, she wanted to tell Klaus that she didn’t want to be separated from him, that she didn’t want him to go to war, that she only wanted him by her side forever.
But she couldn’t voice these thoughts. After tomorrow, he was heading to the frontline to fight. As a general, he couldn’t be swayed by anyone, including her.
"What do you want to say, my love?" Klaus asked.
Emily shook her head gently, hiding her inner sadness behind a smile, "Didn’t you say you had something to tell me?"
"Yes," Klaus slipped a hand between Emily’s body and the door, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer, her belly pressing against his hardness.
Emily could feel the rigid outline of his erection, pressing against her.
"I’m more at ease with actions now," Klaus said, his mouth curling up into a mischievous grin.
"Is your heat wave finally waning?" He slowly traced his fingers over her buttocks. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"I’m not sure, maybe," Emily replied, biting her bottom lip lightly, the desire burning inside her.
"Then I’ll have to take advantage of it," Klaus whispered, "We have a whole day before I head to the front."
With practiced ease, Klaus lifted Emily’s blouse over her head, exposing her breasts to the air. He placed his hands on her breasts and squeezed them gently, his thumbs rolling over her nipples.
"I’ve been dying to taste them all night," he said. "Do you know how a man feels when he catches a glimpse of nipples like yours through a shirt like that?"
Klaus squeezed her breasts closer together, and Emily groaned, utterly speechless.
Klaus leaned down and ran his tongue over Emily’s breast, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.
His voice was low and soothing, "When I suck on your breasts, you’ll imagine I’m sucking on your client, and when my head is between your legs, you’ll beg me to make you come."
Then his mouth latched onto Emily’s right nipple, his tongue caressing the taut peak as waves of intense pleasure shot through her body and straight to her heart.
Emily let out only a faint whimper. Klaus circled his strokes, and damn it, she did as he instructed.
She imagined his head between her legs and his tongue on her clitoris.
He grated his teeth against her skin, and she groaned loudly, her voice echoing in the quiet room. He knew exactly what to do with his mouth to make her arch, shudder, and gasp.
Klaus moved his mouth to Emily’s other breast, which made her knees weak. Emily was wetter than ever, and the image of him licking her pussy only made her hornier.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, pressing his mouth against her skin. Oh, she never wanted him to stop stroking.
"Klaus," she whispered his name.
Instead of responding, he sucked on her breasts until his mouth was full. Emily watched the way his jaw moved, and the sight was so evocative that she almost fainted.
Klaus’s hands unbuttoned Emily’s pants and slid them down her hips, along with her panties.
Emily stood naked before him, and the look in Klaus’s eyes was... feral. Primitive.
It made Emily shiver with anticipation. It was incredibly hot to see him kneeling before her, somehow still in control.
Those green eyes stopped her in her tracks as Klaus looked up at her with that devastating smile.
"You’re so cute, kitten," he said. Then Klaus’s hand was on her thigh, and his mouth was between her legs.
Oh, God, yes.
Klaus spread Emily’s legs apart until there was nothing to support her but the wall and his mouth licking her.
Klaus’s tongue moved up and down her pussy. She had no idea where he was going next.
His tongue stroked her clitoris, his teeth brushed her outer lips, his mouth pressed against her pussy.
She squinted and let out a little moan.
This revised version maintains the intended meaning while improving the grammar and tone to better suit an American English novel.
