Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
She wanted-needed-his warmth. Him to take her as a man would take his lover, not as a master would take his slave. Not as Cone’s daughter would take the monster her father created. She wanted him to take her naked, not clothed.
His hand on her neck tightened, his hand on her hip, pulling her back to meet his hard thrusts. He groaned as he slammed into her repeatedly, hitting the very end of her. She cried out as he angled his thrusts. The tears that prickled her eyes before filling her eyes. She knew she had no right to feel the things she was feeling. If he had any to give, she didn’t have the right to want his warmth. She had no right… but she wanted it. Her body craved that warmth.
Badly.
And so, when he pulled back again, his organ gliding inside her tender flesh, her legs gave out and she fell face-forward on the bed. She twisted immediately so she laid on her back, turning to face him. She closed her eyes, squeezing them shut tight.
“Please…” she whispered, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes down her ears to splash on the bed.
“Danika,” he grated in a hard, commanding tone.
She shook her head from side to side miserably. At that moment, her brain had shorted, and she wasn’t thinking of how he’d punish her for doing this.
“Please,” she whispered again, her eyes still closed tight, knowing he didn’t want her to see him. She parted her thighs for him, her body lifting uncontrolled on the bed, waiting for the embrace of his.
The silence was deafening.
In the back of her mind, she knew he could forcefully pull her up and force her back to her previous position. He had the strength of so many men and he could easily flip her around. She waited for him to do so with her eyes closed tight. The night air was whipping around, making her feel cold and empty.
Then she felt his hand nudge her head, and she raised it for him. When she felt the familiar feel of the blindfold coming down around her eyes, the deep feeling of relief and pleasure released more tears from her eyes.
The blindfold secured, he pulled back, and she held the rough material of his clothing. The bed dipped again, and she felt his weight come down on her.
“Yes,” she sighed and wrapped her arms around him. He stiffened at the contact and took her hands into his, and then he pulled them high above her head as he thrust repeatedly inside her.
This contact with him… this was what she wanted-what her body needed.
He pushed her legs far apart and slammed into her. She moaned as he quickened his pace, his hot breath coming in short pants in her ear. With her sight gone, her other senses sharpened. She felt everything he did to her in a heightened sense. Every touch.
She raised her trembling legs and wrapped them around his waist. He growled in warning about her skin contact with his, but it didn’t deter her. He didn’t slow his thrust but instead angled it, going so deep inside her he was hitting her cervixwith each plunge. She yelped under the onslaught of his fierce demands, but she squeezed her inner muscles around his organ.
“Oh…yeah.” His groans of pleasure joined her sounds in the air, his breathing changing. His hips came down faster on hers.
Using one hand to hold her hands, his free hand rested on her waist and clenched tightly; she knew she’d have the marks there in days to come.
“Aaaaah!” She tossed her head back and cried out long and hard, and he pumped into her faster and harder while clenching his hand on hers.
A deep pressure began inside her body with each plunge of his hips, so uncomfortable she started thrashing under him, whimpering repeatedly. The hand on her hips only drew her closer to meet each downward thrust.
“Oh, please!” Teeth gritted and beads of sweat lining her forehead. She twisted harder when he took one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and twisted the peak.
Unbelievable pain filled her chest and speared right down to her clit. The pressure in her lower belly that thrived on pain and pleasure increased to alarming degrees. Neck straining, eyes squeezed shut, and wetness coming from her on its own, Danika was crying as she came for this monster. She came long and hard, but he was squeezing her throat now at the same time her orgasm peaked. She could breathe, but barely, and crying out her pleasure was not possible.
Her sight and her voice were gone, and the feeling overwhelmed her. She thrashed wildly under him, her hands pushing to be free from his, but he wouldn’t let up. Stars danced in front of her eyes and blackness clouded her vision from the intensity of it all.
He came down fully on her body, and her breasts pressed to his hairy chest. His erratic breathing fanned her left ear. He growled some words into her ear.
“Yes.” She didn’t know what she was agreeing to, but that lone word had tumbled from her mouth on its own. Her quivering legs unwrapped from his waist, falling to her sides like liquid. All the strength had left her body.
Danika dangled on that thin line between consciousness and unconsciousness. She was distinctly aware of him all but slamming his shaft into her, and then he was releasing too.
He cried out hoarsely, his hips coming faster, grinding in deep on her quivering thighs. The groans of pleasure that tore from his throat were so deep and masculine that she felt her entire body tingle from it.
Although it seemed impossible, Danika swore his cock thickened even more inside of her, and she felt the hot, powerful jets of his release bathe her insides.
After several minutes of him surrendering to his pleasure, he collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing down on her lax body. She suddenly wished there was strength in her arms and legs. She would have wrapped them around him, holding him tightly right there and not letting go.
It was only seconds after he had finished that before he rolled away and lay on his back, breathing heavily.
He’d always worn her out. It gave her a satisfying pleasure to see that she did the same to him.
Just like that night a week ago, she curled her arm around him. And even though he stiffened, he didn’t pull away from her arms. She sighed blissfully, barely keeping her eyes open.
Air hit her eyes when he pulled the blindfold away. She blinked her sleepy eyes, trying to make this moment in his arms last. She wasn’t close enough-she needed closer. She whimpered, trying to wiggle closer to him.
“You’re quite demanding this night,” he growled with displeasure; his voice laced with exhaustion. But as he said thosewords, his arms snaked out on their own and he pulled her closer into his arms. “Just for tonight,” he grunted.
She nodded sleepily, burrowing closer to his already clothed body. She felt safe tucked away in his arms. It was weird how she felt so safe in the arms of the man who hated her more than anything. But the weirdness of it didn’t deplete the feeling.
As she drifted off, she heard him ask that same question he had been asking her right from the time he summoned her tonight.
“What is it about you?” His deep voice sounded so far away.
She answered the only thing she could as her mind went to slumber. “I don’t know,” she whispered.
He watched her for several minutes after she fell asleep, tucked away in his arms. He’d allowed so much skin-to-skin contact between them-more than he had allowed anyone in years, and it was because of something.
The feel of her didn’t make his skin crawl like every other touch did.
Instead, the feeling of her did something to him entirely different. It gave him peace. The peace wrapped around him like a cloak, dulling every raging demon inside of him. Both inside of him and outside of him screamed in silence. Peace was a living entity.
And as he drifted off to sleep, he still wondered what it was about her that made him that way…..
IN THE LIGHT OF THE DAY
Danika was the first to open her eyes in the morning. Her eyes hit the window behind the king. It was dawn outside.
The silence of the early morning was eerie. Danika’s eyes rested on the man who lay beside her. He was still sleeping, his long lashes drawled over his closed eyes.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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