The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 238

“Yes. I’m fine.”

As he pulled back, his face came close to her stomach and he paused. His face lost most of it’s 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 hasn’t made that display since yesterday, 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 g*****d, his eyes on her stomach, “He will always belong to us.”

“Yes.”

“But, you belong to me. No other man.” Even if it’s 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 it’s eye was glistening with wet precúm. 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 lifted them 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 disappearing, with a growl he sucked her nípple 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 m**n, he transfered both her wrists together and held it with one hand. The other slided 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.

Desire exploded inside Danika’s head. At her m**n, he transfered both her wrists together and held it with one hand. The other slided 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 h**s off the bed in immediate reaction. She felt herself flood with wet heat as his lips tugged at her nipple, firmer, harder.

She m****d again and he let out a tight g***n 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 scrunity. “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 other while 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.

His eyes were intent, compelling, heated, and her tummy flipped wildly as his attention remained one hundred percent absorbed on her face.

He pumped his finger in and out of her in long strokes, and her breath caught in her throat. He twirled his finger inside her tight channel and pushed against her clit with the palm of his hand, he saw her suck in a breath and then tighten her arms around his neck.

He felt her reaction like an arrow of need straight to his groin, his head lowered and their k**s exploded.

She began licking and sucking at his tongue in mindless desperation. He added another thick finger inside her, taking her in a fast, hard and deep rhythm. He was determined to make her enjoy every moment of this, and prepare her for meeting each and every demands he’ll make on her tonight.

Soft, breathy m***s left her mouth and he caught it all with his mouth. Then, he ended the k**s and maneuvered himself down, underneath the covers, until his head came between her legs.

Her eyes widened at his intent as he seated himself in between her body. She can barely see the outline of his upper body above the swell of her belly.

“Uhmm… Lucien?” Her legs trembled.

Gripping her knees in his hands, he separated her legs and kissed along her inner thighs until he came to her moist femininity. A growl escaped him as he hooked her legs over his shoulders.

She stiffened, bared in the most vulnerable way a woman would ever be. He’d only done this once to her…that day he found out about her pregnancy.

“Just relax, dearling.” he murmured.

The rare endearment did it for her. Her muscles went liquid, her head laid back on the bed. She squeezed her eyes closed and swallowed.

He slid his fingers into her delicate folds and separated her, looking at the very heart of her. So pink and wet, it glistened with her aróusal for him.

“So beautiful.” By God’s bones, he adores every single part of her. She is perfect, and she’s his. For tonight.

Pushing the ugly realistic thought away, he swiped her with his tongue, from bottom to top and then repeated the action. Her taste hit him in an addictive rush.

She mewled and shuddered.