Her Contract Marriage To The Billionaire Alpha

Delicious Sensations

Alyssa POV

It's done. I stared at Xavier wide-eyed, unable to believe that I'd gone through with it. He seems remarkably composed as he sits there adjusting his tie, a thoughtful expression on his face. I shook my head trying to get the image of Theodore's look of betrayal out of my mind. I hadn't seen what happened after I got into the limousine, but I could see that Xavier's knuckles were red and could put two and two together. Xavier had hit him. I didn't know whether to feel bad about that or pleased, given how Theodore had reacted and insulted me.

"Is something wrong?" Xavier raised a brow as I swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that the limousine had stopped, pulling into the driveway of a large house, which was surrounded, to my surprise, by a lot of woodland and forest. The house itself is huge, and I gape as Xavier calmly gets out, offering me his hand. I take it, sliding carefully out, and gaze up at the mansion-like house, which is spectacular, with white columns and even balconies on the various floors. The windows are big and spacious, giving testament to the beautiful scenery outside. It's amazing and, unlike anything I would have expected of him.

"Xavier, is this your house?" I asked in amazement.

"It is," he says, leading me to the front door, carefully opening it as I wait patiently, "I find that being so close to nature is somewhat" he pauses and gazes at me for a moment, "soothing."

"I can see what you mean, the outside is gorgeous and so open" I enthused, stepping inside carefully as Xavier closed the door behind us "I can hardly wait to go and look around properly tomorrow in the sunlight," I added with eagerness.

He chuckles. "Well, be careful if you go too close to the forest. I wouldn't want you to be eaten by a large wild creature" he deadpanned, and I laughed, although there was a seriousness to his tone that indicated he wasn't entirely joking.

"Do you get many wild animals out here?" I asked curiously as he faced me.

His expression turned solemn "There are quite a few wolves out there" he gestured with his hand, "so for your own safety, I must ask that you don't go into the forest alone. They are quite unpredictable" he added, "and I am not so coldhearted that I would lay traps for them. This is their territory and I respect that" he added unapologetically.

"That's so noble of you," I told him.

There was a glint in his eyes, even as he looked towards the staircase. "Should I show you to your room, Mrs Trace?" there is a slow smile on his face.

I'm nervous, but I try not to show it. I don't know what Xavier is expecting for our first night together. I know that he would be well within his rights to demand my wifely duties, as per the contract, but I don't know whether he will or not. Part of me is frightened of what the bedroom might hold and as I hesitate, Xavier gently takes my hand and begins to lead me upwards, my stomach beginning to flutter with butterflies. I try to tell myself to remain calm. But it's difficult when I feel as though I've gone from one hard situation, directly into another one. Xavier is an honorable man and I have trouble picturing him trying to force me to do anything, but that doesn't make me feel any better. If anything, it makes me feel worse. I bit my lip as we reached the top floor, Xavier tugging me down the long hallway and opening the door to what I suspected was the largest room in the house.

It's beautiful. I gasp as I take in how big the four-poster bed is, along with the high quality of all the furniture, even as I recognize that the room itself is mainly masculine. The furniture is all black, for example, but there are two dressers and two sections for a walk-in closet, as though in preparation for sharing the room with a special partner. I frown. There is a comfortable rug on the floor and the sheets on the bed are silk, soft, and exquisite to the touch. There is a gorgeous print of a large black wolf on the wall, and I move closer, lured to it, reaching out to stroke it with a finger, unexpectedly finding myself becoming attached to the piece of artwork. I see Xavier studying me quietly.

"You can change anything you like in here," he tells me as I glance at him "Providing that you don't get rid of that" he nods towards the artwork.

"Oh" I breathed, "I wouldn't want to get rid of this piece. Isn't the wolf just exquisite" I said, nodding at it.

Xavier looked surprised. "You like it?"

"I love it" I told him, glancing back at the wolf, "it looks so majestic and just magnificent. It's beautiful" I said, peering into it's dark eyes entranced.

Something flashes across Xavier's face, and then it's just as quickly gone. He gave me a crooked smile and motioned towards an adjoining door. "That's the ensuite bathroom," he explained.

I couldn't resist walking over and opening the door to have a peek in. My eyes widened. The bathroom is almost as big as the bedroom, which is totally unexpected. It's also a marbled gray appearance with a huge separate bath, a shower big enough for more than two people, a toilet, a vanity, and a large mirror and medicine cabinet on the wall. I put a hand to my mouth.

"It's so big" I gasp "and that bath" my eyes are sparkling "I can't wait to try it out" I almost shriek.

Xavier's eyes were twinkling, and he looked pleased with my reaction. "I was hoping that it would meet your approval,," he said with a grin.

"Meet my approval," I said dumbly, "Xavier, it's more than I could ever have dreamed of."

I was practically frothing at the mouth at the thought of getting to soak in that bath. I could see Xavier's eyes sweep over me, and then he blinked, turning to look away, but not before I saw his eyes darken slightly, as though he was picturing me in the tub and I blushed, realizing that I was attracted to my husband, more than I wanted to admit.

"Maybe we should discuss what's expected about tonight," Xavier suggested, and instantly my heart skipped a beat.

I wasn't a shy virgin, not by any means, but after tonight's confrontation with Theodore and the resulting chaos, I was not certain that I could bring myself to get in the mood. Part of me wanted time to get used to being married to Xavier, even as I recognized that he might not feel the same way. We had made an agreement after all. I bit the inside of my lip as he glanced deliberately at the bed and then at me. I could feel my heart beginning to race as the palms of my hands turned sweaty.

What he said next had me staring at him numbly. "Tonight I just want to sleep in the same bed as you" Xavier gently moved towards me, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, causing me to look up at him in a daze.

Had I misheard him? Or had he heard my silent prayers? Was he really just wanting to sleep in the same bed together or was it all just some sort of pretense?

"Xavier" I stammered, blushing profusely as he lightly stroked my arm, my breathing hitching "Xavier, I mean don't you want to um..." I trailed off.

He gave me a slow, long, considering look. "Alyssa, I can practically hear your heart racing," he said bluntly, as my jaw dropped open, "and I can see the nervousness on your face. I'm not about to force you into doing something you don't want to do. I do expect you to adhere to our agreement" his gaze lingered on my lips. "But I'm also aware of the tiredness you must be feeling, and I don't want to add to your stress right now. I think you'll agree that just sleeping in the same bed for one night, is enough for now?" he peered at me intently.

He meant it. He wanted to just cuddle and sleep together. I couldn't stop the small curve of my lips as I stared back at him or stop the sparkle appearing in my eyes, as I quickly agreed. "I would like that."

He frowned. "I just realized you don't have any clothes."

"I can sleep in my dress", I began, but he shook his head and then turned around, rifling in the drawers, before handing me a sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants.

"It has a drawstring so you can tighten them," he said, "they'll be more comfortable at least than your dress," he added.

I disappeared into the bathroom and quickly changed, throwing the dress into the hamper provided and walking back out, yawning widely. To my surprise, Xavier was already lying in the bed, waiting for me. I hesitated, but he pulled back the covers and motioned for me to climb next to him. I hesitated and then got on, trying not to look too closely at his bare chest and taut abdomen. He had changed into a pair of boxers to sleep in, and I could see his six-pack. My mouth began to salivate as I rolled over, putting my back next to him, Xavier putting the bedcovers back over us.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked.

Comfortable? I was aware of his perfectly chiseled body next to mine, practically feeling the heat radiating from me as I became slightly aroused, flushing in embarrassment. I let out a small squeak, "Perfectly comfortable" and put my head on the pillow.

I felt his arm wrap itself around me and stiffen. His hand was so warm, resting on my stomach and causing me to clench my legs together as I felt my juices beginning to drip. I swore I heard what sounded like a low growl behind me, but when I looked, Xavier was looking at me with wide eyes, all innocent. Maybe I had imagined it? I snuggled against him, trying not to gasp at the delicious sensations running through my body. How on earth was I supposed to sleep like this? Every time I moved, I was aware of Xavier, feeling his bare flesh against me, my body responding in a way I had never responded to Theodore. I gritted my teeth, forcing my body to remain perfectly still. I wondered if Xavier was having the same amount of trouble I was and then scoffed at myself. Xavier Trace was probably wondering what on earth his wife was doing and finding this highly amusing, I thought miserably. I felt him put his head on the pillow behind me, and then he pulled me in tight, causing me to lose my breath.

"Sleep" he murmured, his grip tightening around my waist.

I thought it would take forever for me to fall asleep, but part of me felt so secure wrapped in Xavier's embrace that I fell asleep quickly, dozing beside him, dimly aware of his arm over me, my body rolling over and automatically seeking him out as I continued to slumber while Xavier remained asleep beside me, his soft snores filling the room. For the first time in a long time, I felt protected.