<h4>Chapter 494: Missing Snow</h4>


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    <strong>Chapter 494</strong>


    <strong>~Zara’s POV~</strong>


    I closed my eyes again, imagining it. The weight of him. The warmth of his skin. The safety I felt was only in his arms.


    "But there’s more to do," he said. "The council gave full support after weid it all out. Zeno’s in. Alexander’s territory is preparing."


    "Good," I whispered.


    "We’re travelling tomorrow to see Alpha Xavier next. If he’s not with us, we’re going to have problems holding the Eastern line."


    I nodded, even though he couldn’t see it. "Do you think he’ll resist?"


    "He respects me," Snow said. "He greatly respects my father and if they have any respect left for your father, then no he will not resist. But he’s careful and strategic. He’ll want proof."


    "You’ll convince him. I trust you on that. Besides seeing the otherse together is proof enough."


    There was silence for a moment. Then, "You always believe in me."


    "I always will."


    Another pause followed, with the sound of our breath the only thing we heard, soothening us..


    Then he asked quietly, "Are you okay?"


    I looked around my room—the soft light, the untouched tea on my nightstand, the faint wind tapping against the window.


    "Getting there," I said. "It’s quiet. Too quiet sometimes."


    "Keep that ne on."


    "I haven’t taken it off."


    "Good. Until I get back, that’s your shield."


    "And you’re mine."


    He let out a slow breath. "Always."


    We didn’t say much after that. Just listened to each other breathe as we drifted off to sleep. Sometimes that was enough.


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    I found it hard to sleep again at midnight when I woke up to ease myself. By the time I nced at the wall clock to check, it was already 4 a.m. and Snow was probably asleep.


    I checked my phone to see a message from Snow wishing me a goodnight.


    I responded with an equal good morning before leaving the chatting app. But no sooner had I done that, than his reply came.


    My lips curled to the side. "Couldn’t sleep huh?’ I mouthed as I texted back.


    "Something like that. I just woke up."


    My heart thumped. He had a very bad habit of staying upte. I knew he did that because of the work sometimes and others, e just stayed awake, watching me sleep.


    I sighed.


    It was a miracle how he was still functioning well.


    I wished I was there with him so I could cuddle him to sleep.


    As I typed out a reply, the call button popped up on the screen, surprising me. I answered, knowing it was him.


    For a few seconds, we listened to each other breathe.


    Then, in a hushed tone, Snow said,


    "I can’t stop thinking about you."


    I shivered. "Me too... But what are you thinking about now? I asked as I squeezed my legs together.


    "What are you doing now?"


    I blushed at his question. "I-I’m not doing anything. I asked you a question."


    "I know but I miss the smell of your hair, the feel of your skin, and the taste of your lips."


    "Oh goodness me," I whispered.


    "How much do you miss me?"


    "Only if you tell me your naughty thoughts cause I can bet as hell, they weren’t all pure," I teased Snow.


    "They aren’t. Not when it’s you."


    "Tell me," I insisted.


    Snowughed. "If I have to be honest, I’ve been having very, very dirty thoughts about you."


    "Tell me. You know you want to."


    Heughed. "You don’t want to hear them."


    "I do," I said. "I miss you, and the smell of you."


    "The sound of my voice makes you wet, doesn’t it?"


    "Yes," I breathed, feeling my panties getting soaked.


    "Then close your eyes. Imagine I’m there. Laying right next to you."


    "You’re such a tease," I whined.


    "I’m not teasing," Snow replied while keeping his voice low. "I want you just as badly."


    "Then, touch yourself," I told him.


    Heughed again. "Is that an order, princess?"


    "It is," I breathed.


    There was a rustling on the other end of the phone, and the sound of Snow’s breath, a little louder now.


    "Are you touching yourself now?" I asked.


    "Yes. But it’s not the same."


    "Then, talk to me," I demanded.


    "I can do more than talk," he said in a gruff tone.


    I giggled. "Okay, alpha. Go on."


    "Imagine my hands all over your body, touching, kissing, feeling you. My hands sliding down to the waistband of your panties and pulling them down. My hand cupping you."


    "Keep talking," I said as my hand traveled south.


    "I’d love to hear your sweet moans, the sound of you when I slip a finger into your tight, wet pussy."


    "Oh, fuck," I muttered as my own fingers circled around my clit.


    "And the taste. Your arousal is the most delicious thing, and I’dp it up. I’d slide a finger deep inside, and make you ride it. Hard. And then, I’d rece my finger with my dick."


    "Snow," I moaned.


    "You’d look beautiful with your thighs on either side of my head, and my face buried between them. And when you cum, it’ll be the sweetest thing."


    "Fuck," I groaned.


    "Then, after, when I’m satisfied, I’d turn you around and bury my cock deep in your pussy."


    "You’re so good," I said, gasping.


    "And I’d fuck you. Hard."


    "Yes. Keep going," I encouraged him.


    "I’d grip your hips, and thrust, deeper and deeper. Until you’re begging for more. Then, when you’re close, I’d pull out and make you ride me until you cum."


    "Fuck," I whispered, feeling myself getting closer and closer.


    "And I’d love to feel your muscles clenching around my cock. The way you tighten up and your breathing gets shallow. How you look, so sexy when you cum. So beautiful.


    "Fuck, Snow," I groaned, feeling my body shudder.


    "I’d kiss your neck, and lick and suck and bite, marking you as mine. My cock throbbing and pulsing inside you."


    "Snow," I moaned, reaching a peak.


    "And then, when you’re spent, I’dy you down and kiss you. Holding you and never letting you go."


    "Yes... mmm... Snow."


    "You’re mine," he breathed. "My mate, my everything. I’d love you for eternity."


    "You are so good at this," I managed.


    "I’ll show you when I get back," Snow said.


    "I want that," I moaned.


    "Me too, baby. Me too."


    After a few minutes of silence, where we both tried to catch our breath, Iughed. "So, is that why you called?"


    Snow chuckled. "Yeah. I wanted to hear you."


    "That was..."


    "Good."


    "Perfect," I agreed.


    "You’re perfect."


    I smiled. "No. We’re perfect. Now, your turn."


    "Nah, not until I make youe. I want you to show me as you pleasure yourself, imagining me doing it all, Zara," Snow demanded, making my cheeks flush a brighter pink.


    "Okay, fine," I said and took the phone away.


    I turned the video on, making sure he could see my face. Then, slowly, I moved the camera down, showing him what I was wearing. A ck satin nightgown.


    "Damn," Snow said. "You look stunning. You know how much I like you in ck."


    "Yes, I do," I murmured.


    I slid my hands down my body, letting the gown bunch at my hips. My hands traced the curve of my breasts and down, across my stomach, and finally, down to my thighs.


    "Touch yourself," he said in a low growl.


    My fingers slipped into the waistband of my panties, and I pulled them off, dropping them on the bed beside me.


    I trailed a finger along the seam of my folds, then dipped it in, letting out a small gasp.


    "Fuck, Zara," Snow breathed. "You’re so sexy."


    "Show me," I said.


    He grinned and held the phone up, showing me his body. His pants were open, his cock standing hard and thick against his stomach.


    "You’re so big," I murmured.


    He groaned and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking it slowly.


    I watched, transfixed, as he worked himself, his muscles tensing, his eyes locked on me.


    "Fuck, Snow. That’s hot," I said.


    "Not as hot as you," he replied. "Touch yourself. Show me."


    I nodded and slid my hand back down, circling my clit with my fingertips.


    "Mmmm," I moaned, eyes closing.


    "Look at me," Snow demanded.


    My eyes fluttered open, locking on the camera.


    "Fuck, Zara. You’re so beautiful. So perfect."


    I could hear the strain in his voice, the way his breathing was bing heavier, faster.


    "Are you close?" I asked, feeling my own pleasure building.


    "Yes. You?"


    "Yes."


    "Cum for me," he ordered. "I want to watch you."


    "Snow," I moaned. "Faster."


    His hand moved faster, his cock disappearing and reappearing in his fist.


    "Zara," he grunted.


    I moaned, feeling the waves of pleasure rising within me.


    "Snow, please," I begged.


    "Cum for me," he growled, his voice sending a thrill through me.


    "Snow," I cried, my orgasm hitting me hard.


    My back arched, my eyes squeezing shut.


    "Fuck," Snow swore. "Zara."


    His own release came soon after, his cum spurting out, coating his chest and stomach.


    We bothy there, panting, trying to catch our breaths.


    Finally, Snowughed softly. "You’re amazing."


    "So are you," I said.


    "I love you."


    "I love you too."


    "I’ll see you soon, my mate."


    "Yeah then you can have a taste of my juices as much as you want."


    "Oh my protein, definitely. I can’t wait. I’ll make sure to make the best use of it."


    "Then I’ll get some rest and let you continue your work. Take care."


    "Same goes for you."


    "Always, my alpha."


    I ended the call andid the phone aside, closing my eyes.


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