Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
His nose flared. Desire swift and unmistakable flashed through his eyes.
She stood before him naked. Dull red inflamed her cheeks, but she met his gaze head-on.
She looked so small, so vulnerable, standing right there in front of him. All his resistance bled out at the beauty in front of him. The beauty that carried his child.
His woman. His possession. She belongs to him for tonight. Tomorrow does not exist-not in this bedroom.
Finally, he uncoiled from the wall, walked towards her, and took her into his arms. He held her in a hug that enclosed her completely in his arms, her belly pressing against his lower body. She melted against him.
Then with no warning, his lips landed on hers. His fingers clenching around her butt, squeezing her flesh and sending butterflies through her system. Danika closed herself and gave herself to him
His tongue thrust into her mouth, and she felt the vibration of his groan from deep within his chest. Damp heat flooded her, and all thoughts fled her mind as she concentrated on being in the arms of this man who had become the center of her world.
He turned her head and adjusted the angle to the fit he wanted, and she fell into his kiss with no thought for the future and with no further worry of what had him in a knot all night.
She allowed herself what she desperately wanted; she let herself feel.
A pulsing knot of fevered attraction settled low in her stomach as a hot ache grew in her limbs. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she threw herself into a kiss that was making her thighs clench in an agony of need. His kiss contained a ferocious, hungry passion, and she felt a lurch of pure, physical excitement. The first touch of his lips was slow, drugging, but it quickly escalated to a firm and urgent possession. Danika felt the swipe of his tongue and then the bite of his teeth against her lips.
With one hand sliding between them and settling around her breast in a grasp so strong it made her shudder, he spoke against her lips, not taking the time to lift away from her. “Mine.”
“Yours.” Her hand tightened around his neck.
He squeezed her nipple and bit her bottom lip, and a sharp, lancing arrow of sexual need slammed her with its intensity. She lowered her hand and cupped the heavy weight of his arousal. A guttural groan into her mouth, his kiss turned completely fierce, just like hours ago when he had her pressed against his wardrobe. Dominant in its aggressiveness.
She became lost under his control. It was a heady feeling, a perfect feeling, as she let him take the lead and was allowed only to feel. Her arms clung tightly around his neck as the repeated drag of his thumb across her nipple sent arrows of fire shooting down her spine to land in a pool of heated energy between her thighs.
She blossomed and felt herself become wet, and she had no control when she began undulating against him. The hot lick of passion was explosive between them. Just like every other night…and yet different.
“Get on the bed,” he ordered, tearing himself away from her.
She let out a small sound of fevered hunger, but he misinterpreted the noise. Strong hand shot out and wrapped around her small wrist like iron clad, halting the escape he thought she might try to make, a growl of warning coming from his throat.
“Don’t try to get away from me,” he bit out.
“I’d never. I was only getting on the bed,” she reassured breathlessly, reading the possessive intensity he carried tonight. He’d read her completely wrong; there was no way she was trying to get away from him and his inflexibility only heightened her arousal.
Letting go of her wrists, he wrapped both arms around her waists and squeezed a little. Then he was speaking into her mouth. “Never get away from me, Danika.”
“Never.” Where would she go?
Immediately, he lifted her from her feet with a vise-like grip at her hips, walked two steps to the bed, and in a gentle motion that contracted his rough intensity, he laid her on the bed. “Okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine.”
As he pulled back, his face came close to her stomach and he paused. His face lost most of its hard lines as he stared at the swollen bump of his child. Then he lowered his head and kissed their baby. Tears stung her eyes. He hadn’t made that display since yesterday, and she didn’t realize how much it hurt and bothered her until he did it. Her hands squeezed the bedding to keep from cradling his head close to her.
“Our child belongs to us,” he said, his eyes on her stomach. “He will always belong to us.”
“Yes.”
“But you belong to me. No other man.”
Even if it was for tonight.
“Yes. I belong to you.” Emotions tightened her throat. The thought of belonging to any other man who’s not him repulsed her.
Then he rose and undressed in swift movements. In bare seconds, he stood at the foot of the bed in glorious nudity.
Her eyes drank him in greedily, trailing the scars that crisscrossed his chest down to his belly. The male hardness of him stood tall and proud, so aroused its eye was glistening with wet precum. She sucked in a breath.
Even with all the scars, he looked so magnificent and so beautiful to her eyes that a hot, fiery stroke of need made her stomach flip as she looked up into his blue eyes of molten lava.
“You’re so handsome,” she let out, unabashed.
Pain crossed his features for a second. He blinked and it was gone. “You’re the beautiful one. You will always be.”
Then he climbed the bed which dipped under his weight. He rose above her. His hands encircled each of her wrists and liftedthem over her head, caging her to him. He dropped his head down and fastened his mouth around her nipple. That fast, a wave of heat encompassed her and she cried out. The fingers at her wrists clenched and caressed; his touch on her nipple was a gentle lick and then another.
“Yes… Yes..” she urged him on.
Then the soft touch disappeared, with a growl he sucked her nipple into his mouth and pulled on it, drawing it toward the roof of his mouth with a suction so strong she felt it course down and land between her thighs. Desire exploded inside Danika’s head. At her moan, he transferred both her wrists together and held it with one hand. The other slid down waist slid up and enclosed her other breast. He began playing with it, holding its weight in the palm of his hand and then stroking her nipple with his fingers and thumb.
The twin caresses on both breasts caused her to lift her hips off the bed in immediate reaction. She felt herself flood with wet heat as his lips tugged at her nipple, firmer, harder. She moaned again and he let out a tight groan in response and then trailed his hand away from her breast, down her torso to land between her legs. He cupped her there on her bare mound, and then with a sudden motion, he pulled up, balanced on his knees as he stared down at her nude body and Danika felt inflamed with a rush of fire.
He ran his eyes over like he wants to memorize her body. His gaze so intense, she squirmed under the scrutiny. “Lucien…”
He slid a single finger from between her breasts, down past her stomach to land just at the spot where her legs met. Her stomach quivered as slowly, he moved his hand down and cupped her again, only this time she was wetter and the feeling was even more exquisite. She whimpered and his eyes lifted to hers and locked on her with the same intensity as his fingers locked at the juncture of her thighs. They stared at each otherwhile Danika tried to control the breaths coming in and out of her lungs.
He was breathing just as heavily. As he stayed focused on her, his fingers separated her folds and found the heart of her. She gave a responsive jerk and was lacerated by his territorial look.
The skin on his face tautened as he said. “Your body is mine.” As he spoke, his finger circled her damp opening.
She nodded her head lazily, her eyes dazed. “Yours.”
His eyes flared at her easy response. Then he sank a finger into her wet sheath.
“Aaargh!” she cried out. A hot, pulsing ache built in the pit of her stomach as her gaze clashed sharply with his once again.
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