Belong (GxG)

Chapter 19 A Question

"You smell like the greenhouse."

Shit.

Ally's entire body tensed.

Alcina felt it.

She chuckled, low and indulgent, before pulling back just enough to study Ally's expression.

"Well," she mused, golden eyes glinting with something dangerous, "is there something you'd like to tell me, iubirea mea?"

Ally's mind raced.

She had two options.

Lie.

Or run.

Neither would end well.

So, instead—

She did the only thing that might save her.

She went limp against Alcina, melting into her embrace, tilting her head back with a breathless sigh. "Mmm, you feel so good," she murmured, brushing a kiss against Alcina's jaw. "I missed you."

Alcina laughed.

Actually laughed.

A rich, low sound that sent heat curling through Ally's stomach.

"Oh, my love," Alcina purred, her grip tightening, "you are shameless."

"Yes," Ally agreed quickly. "Completely."

Alcina hummed, tracing a single finger down Ally's spine. "And yet..." she trailed off, her lips ghosting over Ally's temple. "I do not appreciate being lied to."

Ally swallowed hard, her hands tightening in Alcina's dress. "I wasn't—"

"Shhh," Alcina murmured, pressing a single, deliberate kiss to Ally's pulse. "No excuses."

Ally trembled, her body betraying her entirely.

Alcina smirked.

"You will tell me what you were up to, iubirea mea," she continued, her voice a slow purr, "but first..." She trailed her lips down Ally's throat, lingering just long enough to make her whimper. "I believe I need to remind you..."

She turned them effortlessly, lifting and pressing Ally back against the cool stone wall.

Ally's legs wrapped around Alcina's torso instinctively.

"That you are mine."

Ally's thoughts vanished.

Her only coherent response was a soft, needy, "Yes."

Alcina smirked. "Good girl."

And just like that—

The plan?

The proposal?

Completely forgotten.

Ally's heart slammed against her ribs as Alcina's lips trailed lower, pressing slow, deliberate kisses along the exposed curve of her throat.

Her mind, the carefully constructed plan, the urgency of the proposal—it all dissolved into nothing.

Because how was she supposed to think when her Lady had her pinned against the stone wall like this?

When every breath she took was filled with the scent of Alcina's perfume, rich and intoxicating?

When those golden eyes gleamed with satisfaction, her smirk knowing, teasing, utterly devastating?

Ally was so close to completely forgetting herself—

But then Alcina spoke.

"Now," she murmured, lips ghosting over Ally's pulse, "shall we try again?"