I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Kael’s mouth moved along Irene’s jaw, and she tipped her head before she even realized she was doing it. Her fingers slid deeper into his hair, keeping him there.“Still want me to keep going?” he murmured against her skin.Irene let out a shaky breath. “You ask that now?”His mouth brushed the spot below her ear. “I’m asking because I need to know you want this, too...that you want me too.”She turned her face toward him. “Yes.”Kael looked at her.“No, what? Yes, you want this too, or yes, you want me too?”Irene narrowed her eyes. “Don’t this now, Kael.”He chuckled.“Say it anyway.”“I don’t want you to stop,” she said instead."Fine." Kael made a low sound and shifted over her, rolling Irene onto her back before she had time to get embarrassed about how fast her body went along with it.He settled over her, one thigh pushing between hers. The thin fabric of her shorts and the soft cotton of his sweatpants were the only things between them now. When he rolled his hips once, she fe

Kael shoved his sweatpants straight down. He was wearing nothing underneath. The morning light caught the hard lines of his hips, the dark trail of hair, and the already half-hard length of him.Irene’s eyes dropped for one unguarded second before she jerked her gaze toward the trees, face burning despite the cold water.“Kael—again, warn me,” she said.Kael stepped out of the discarded sweatpants, completely bare, and didn’t look the least bit sorry. Water lapped at his calves as he started in.“You already saw everything last night. Didn’t hear any complaints then.”“That was different, and you know it.”“Was it?” He kept coming, unbothered by the temperature that had made Irene hiss.The water climbed his thighs, then the sharp cuts of his hips. In a few easy strides he was close enough that she had to tip her head back. “You’re in my lake in a wet shirt and panties. I’m supposed to act like I’m made of stone?”“You could at least give a girl two seconds of notice before you just…

The knock came again.Irene looked down. Her shorts were on the floor. So were her panties.“Kael.”He followed her stare.“Pick those up.”He smiled before bending to gather both pieces and handed them over. Irene pulled them on as fast as she could, tightening the drawstring.The knock came a third time.“Who is it?”Kael shrugged. “Probably Rowe.”“Probably?”He reached for a towel.Irene stared at him. “You should wipe your mouth.”His smile widened. “You’re welcome.” Then he wiped his mouth.“Open the door.”“It can wait.”Irene shook her head. “No. The longer we stand here, the more obvious it looks.”“So what? If it’s Rowe, he already knows you’re my mate.”“That does not mean I want your beta thinking why it took us five minutes to answer.”“Rowe can think whatever he wants.”“Kael.”“Fine.”Kael sighed and crossed the room. When he opened the door, Rowe stood outside. His eyes moved once from Kael to Irene, then toward the kitchen.Kael stepped aside, and whatever amusement R

The door at the top of the stairs opened into the floor of a motel room.Irene climbed the last few steps behind Kael and stared at the bed sitting barely six feet away.“You have got to be kidding me.”Kael caught her hand and helped her through the opening. Once she was standing, he lowered the heavy panel behind them and pressed it into place. The edges disappeared neatly into the flooring, hidden well enough that Irene probably could have stayed in the room for a week without realizing there was a tunnel underneath it.She looked around.Nothing about the place suggested secret underground access to an Alpha’s private lodge.There was a double bed with a brown comforter, two bedside tables, a television mounted opposite it, blackout curtains, and a small bathroom near the entrance. Someone had even put the usual laminated motel information beside the phone.“This is Room 000?”Kael nodded.“And people stay in here?”“No one stays in here.”That made considerably more sense.Irene

“Those are his cars.”Three black vehicles waited in an empty industrial lot ahead, their headlights throwing long white beams across the pavement. Six men stood beside them in dark trench coats, two to each car, armed and very obviously not there for decoration.Irene looked past them at the warehouses surrounding the lot. Most were dark for the evening, their loading bays empty and chain-link fences throwing crooked shadows across the ground.“Where’s Ares?” she said.Rowe glanced through the windshield. “He’s probably in one of those cars. Waiting.”He told the driver to pull directly in front of the waiting cars.Irene sat back and watched them get closer.She had spent most of the drive telling herself that seeing Ares again was just another problem she needed to deal with. She would explain what happened, call her family, figure out what remained of her apartment, and hopefully find out whether she still had her jobs.Their car stopped and Rowe got out first, and Irene followed