Love and Chaos Series
The Alpha King’s Ugly Bride Chapter 68

Her eyes were still shut when he pulled out of her. He took his c*m-covered hands into his mouth and sucked it dry. "Turn around," he ordered and her eyes fluttered to see him already off the bed and staring down at her.

"What?" she dragged out. Her o****m had knocked the air out, and her senses only started returning a few seconds ago. She doubted she could do what he wanted. She was still trembling and sensitive, but the look on his face told her he wasn't giving her much option. This felt like yesterday. Only he gave her time to recover her strength before telling her about his plans to go again.

"I need you. I need to have you. Do it now!" he growled, his need getting the best of him.

Her core clenched at his possessiveness, coming to life, and she scrambled onto her hands and knees, awaiting his entrance into her.

He took his time, gazing at her from behind, and she felt his eyes trail from her legs up to the back of her thigh and further up. He liked whatever he saw because he undress quickly until he had only his trousers on.

"So gorgeous," he moaned and cupped his cock through the fabric, and he felt it jolt. "You look f*****g good."

She moaned even though he hadn't touched her yet. His words were affecting her, turning her on, and she couldn't do anything but wait for him. At first, she felt vulnerable and sceptical, despite her need to obey his decree. But now she felt alive and curious about what he planned on doing to her. He exposed her to so much passion yesterday, and she wanted more.

Another moan tore through her lips and she turned her head to glance at him and found his eyes fixed on her sensitive folds.

His hand yanked the band of his hair off and his black long locks fell over his shoulders. His hands undid the ropes of his trousers and he pushed it down. When he came back up, he stood naked, his c**k hard, throbbing and sticking out.

Her hands and legs trembled at the sight of him, and she throbbed, awaiting him. He didn't take her immediately. Instead, she felt his finger play with her from behind. Her head dropped on the bed and her hips thrust back against him, wanting more than he was giving her.

Her desperation brought a smile to his face as he trailed his hand over her hole, down her cream covered entrance and before she could tell him anything else, he covered his mouth on her.

She moaned and jerked back, taken by surprise at his action, but she didn't run off the bed. He was showing her something new like he did with his fingers yesterday and she had to give it time. She did and gradually settled into the feeling and found she loved his mouth on her, his lips, his tongue, his hot breath. In no time, she was thrusting her hips back into his skilful mouth in reflex.

His tongue trailed fine lines over her crack and around her entrance, drinking and tasting until her legs curled and tears well up in her eyes from too much pleasure.

She pushed herself up and her hand moved back to grab a fistful of his hair from behind. She took control and ground into his face, moaning like a wild beast let loose. He let her ground on him until she no longer could.

He pressed a long, wet kiss on her before pulling away and pushing his c**k against her entrance. Her breath hitch, awaiting his entry and her eyes fluttered. With slow, calculated moves, he thrust in, growling as her walls clenched around him. "Fucking perfect!" he grunted, pushing further in and her hips lifted higher to receive.

"Xavier..." she started, but the words got knocked out when he slammed into her with force.

"How do you feel, gorgeous?" he asked, his words cramped together due to what they were doing.

She whimpered, "I feel alive. Please don't stop."

"Good, touch yourself for me. I'm so close, and I need you to come with me."

He didn't have to say it twice. She obliged and her fingers found her wet button. She played with herself, purring at the much attention she received from her fingers and his c**k deep in her.

She was pulling closer to the limit and her breath got shorter in every intake. Xavier was relentless with his thrust and though this was their second time together, she could read him. His ragged breath, his heavily pounding heart and swift pace in and out of her. They told her he was close. "Pull my hair!" she blurted before she even realised what she had said.

He did, wrapping one hand around her waist and another in her hair and pulling her up. Her back pressed against his chest as he pistol in and out of her. He hit a spot in her as he thrust in and she almost collapsed, but for his hands on her.

"Are you close?" he asked, and she nodded. "come with me?" he beckoned and her eyes shut, his words doing so much to her than she wanted to admit.

He kissed her neck, sucking at the point where her shoulder and neck met and that took all the control away from her.

She came in his hands, shaking and writhing while he thrust a few more times into her to earn his release.

He cradled her against his chest, listening as her heartbeat returned to its normal beating rate. She didn't rebel against being held by him.

She tingled and squirmed against him at his touch. She wanted to be held like that. He was a perfect lover. She didn't say this because she hadn't been with any other. She was certain she would still say the same thing if she had. He displayed passion in a way that wasn't about himself alone. He took her along and everything she offered and letting go in his hands wasn't impossible.

His arms felt like home, but she was afraid of getting used to it. This was all in her head and she couldn't trust her heart to make sound judgement anymore.

His words earlier told him he still had their agreement in mind and so should she. In a few more months, she'd be gone from this kingdom to the southern kingdom. She couldn't risk getting entangled.

Still, she didn't rush to chase him off. She wanted to relax against him this way and have him hold her lovingly. She'd leave soon, and she'd take nothing more than the memories she had made here.