Love and Chaos Series
The Alpha King’s Ugly Bride Chapter 61

The [**t that brewed in Xavier's eyes as he beheld her shook her to the core. She wasn't his type. She was neither fair nor beautiful. Yet, he stared at her body with so much desire; she shuddered from the inside out. She felt cold being naked to his gaze, but the l**t and desire in them had warned her up.

He lowered his face to stop hers, keeping their gazes locked on each other the entire time. At the touch of his lips, her eyes fell close, too taken by the feel. She had dreamed and longed for more of him, more of his kiss, his touch, his caress, for so long and she would finally get it.

He kissed her slowly, flicking his tongue over her bottom lip and then nipping at them. Her lips parted as she longed for more from him. He didn't give her more. Instead, he traced her lips and pulled them between his teeth and sucked them lightly. "Your lips taste so good for what you say with them sometimes." He moaned and trailed kisses over her jaw, down her neck. Her fingers curl around his long hair as his lips started moving lower.

His tongue flicked out over her chest, dipping into the valley of her b****t. The moan she'd tried to hide broke through her at the feel of his wet tongue on her b****t. He cups them between his palm, moaning as he weighed them.

Insecurities crept onto the surface, but she brushed them off. She told herself he wanted her too, and the throaty moans he made further confirmed it. Her back arched off the bed when his lips closed around her left nipple.

He was fulfilling one fantasy she'd had of him. Tasting and sucking her just the way she wanted. Another moan escaped her as he massaged her other breast, pinning her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

He pulled away and adjusted himself on her so he had better access to her lower body. He let his finger slide up her inner thigh, and she parted almost immediately at his touch. As he moved it higher, he felt her wetness, the proof of her arousal his eyes craved to see. She affected him; she did in ways she couldn't imagine.

"You're dripping wet, Mia, we only just started." he placed a kiss onto her other n****e, smirking when they hardened at his touch.

She wanted to ask if being wet was a bad thing when his long fingers stroked over her wetness to find her button. Another moan escaped her and her eyes shut.

"You wanted to say something?" his deep voice drew her out while his eyes continued on her.

Her eyes peeled open, and she met his lustful, but focused, gaze. Her tongue lifted, and she tried to form the words but failed. His lips returning to hers, took the words from her yet again.

"Mia." he circled the tip of his finger over the bundle of nerve with light touches.

Her breath hitched, but she stayed silent.

"Ask."

"Is it a bad thing to be wet?" she rushed through the words before they'll get knocked out. Her cheeks burnt when his gaze lingered on her.

A smirk came into his face, on a contrary, "It's a great thing to be wet. It shows you want this too. It shows you want me."

He coats his fingers with her wetness and touched her, teasing her entrance but never entering. Her hips bucked up as she long for more of his touch.

"I want more," she whimpered out after a minute of endless ******e.

He smirked. He had finally gotten her to say the words. His face came back to hers to drink the l**t in her eyes.

"I heard you." he started not breaking eye contact as he flicked his finger over her erected c**t. He watched her gasp as he tapped her button.

Mia wasn't sure what he meant by his words, but she didn't interrupt him. His fingers were too good to interrupt.

"I heard you when you touched yourself the first time and then the other times," he added, searching her eyes. Her cheeks burnt and her eyes fluttered. Posted by FindNovel.net always visit us for more novels. She should have known he would. She barely kept her moans quiet. However, the knowledge of him hearing her turned her on and her hips lifted to grind against him.

"Did you like it? Touching yourself."

She bit her lips and nodded. "Yes, I did"

"Did you do this?" he asked and slipped his middle finger slowly into her and her tightness clenched down on it. The grip and tightness barely let his finger through.

She gasped at his touch, and that gave him the answer to his question.

She had pleasured herself by rubbing and flicking her clit while thinking about him. She never went further. She didn't do what he just did.

He lowered his lips on hers, and their kiss was hot and desperate, as if running out of time. Her breath hitched when he pushed further into her and her hips lifted to grind against him.

She could barely breathe between his finger and his mouth on her, but this felt better than the release she had given herself then. He knew his way with her body.

Picking the pace and deepening the kiss, he worked in her until her release built up. Her hips lifted, begging for more as her release got closer. He obliged and inserted another, making her moan.

He drove her towards ecstasy with the thrust of his fingers speeding up. She gasped and arched off the bed as her eyes fluttered.

"Keep your eyes open," he commanded with a deep growl, his need to see the lust in her eyes prominent.

She obeyed, and slowly her lashes fluttered, and her gaze met his. Her eyes were filled with desire, and she clenched around him. He twirled his fingers in her and she gasped.

Her eyes flicker with shades of yellow as he hit a nerve. Her wolf coming onto the surface.

"That's it," he murmured, as he thrust into her and he watched her body convulse. "Let go!" he growled into her ear, and she did as he said.

Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head, and she sobbed out his name. Her hand on his shoulders transformed into sharp claws, and her grip on his shoulder was so hard it bled.

"Oh, oh, Xavier! Yes, yes," she moaned endlessly, and loud.

He withdrew his fingers and slipped it into his mouth, tasting her sweet release thereon. He licked it clean and leaned in, kissing her and making her taste herself.

He pulled away from the kiss and rose to his feet, undressing before her. She watched him and her gaze followed every fine line of his broad shoulder, feeling her body heat at the line that trailed down to his trousers. He smirked, gripped his trousers and pulled them off, and he came into full view. Her throat ran dry at the sight before her and she wonders if she wasn't asking for too much as it was. He was too big, stretched out with lots of grit, and she recalled him struggling to fit his finger into her earlier. This would hurt her.

"Second thoughts?" he cocked a brow at her as he climbed into bed with her.

A lot had changed between them and she now had a voice, an opinion that mattered. Still, she didn't know the limit of those opinions.

Her eyes dragged from his throbbing erection over to his face. She blinked a few times and swallowed hard.

"Do I get to have one?"

"I'm about to take you, so yes you do." a warm smile that reassured her came to his face and didn't leave.

"Will it hurt?"

"Yes, it will, but I will be gentle because it's your first time." he was already towering above her as he finished speaking and he kissed her lips tenderly.

His touch was arousing, and they awakened her body once again. In a few moments, he had her needy and panting for him.

He lifted her hips and positioned his cock at her entrance. Her hips rose, pleading for more, but he didn't give it to her. Instead, he teased her until she begged, whimpering, in need of him to take her.

Wasting no more time, he pressed himself into her and she gasped in pain. Her eyes shut and she drew her bottom lips between her teeth. He was right; it hurt and there was no way he'd take her without doing damage. She wasn't prepared for this, not really.

He stilled as soon as he entered and his grip on her legs tightened, and he moved them around his waist. This made her hips arch wider and aided a much easy entrance and he pushed in further. He paused and allowed her to get accustomed to his presence. Slowly, he eased her into acknowledgement of his length in her with little pain involved. Soon, she forgot about the pain and reaped only pleasure from the act.

He drove into her at a fast and desperate pace, and it hurt so good to be taken. This was so much better than she'd imagined.

She rubbed her damp, naked body against him, moaning out. "Oh, Xavier!" His hard thrust was pushing her off the bed, and her claws once again dug into his shoulders to keep her grounded. The emergence of his length in her hurt, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction she was earning.

He thrust his full length into her without warning, and she cried out. Thrown off her balance by his move, she fell into the sea of climax. When her eyes opened this time, her eyes glowed red.

Needing to get his release, he did not relent. His breathing became labour as her sensitive walls clench on him, milking him. And a few more thrusts brought his releases.