The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 239

Gripping her h**s in his hands, he looked up and found her eyes hot on him. “You like that?”

“Y-Yes,” Danika panted.

He did it again. He swiped his tongue up and down, and barely aware that he was probably bruising her h**s where he held her, he ran his hands down and then up to hold the essence of her open to him.

Her taste, her scent were a lure he couldn’t deny, and he knew now, his craving for her would never go away. Damnation.

Wanting more, the King trailed his fingers up to the silk of a nipple and tugged at it, running it between his fingers and thumb until it turned into such a turgid little peak that it almost drove him crazy.

She made the mewling noise in the back of her throat again and lifted her h**s, begging him for more. He complied, trailing his hand back down, and with his teeth tugging at her feminine núb, he slid his middle finger up and inside of her until it couldn’t go any deeper.

“Oooh…heavens!” She gasped for breath, wounding up so tight she drew like a bow from the insides.

Concentrating on the soft noises she was making, he licked her feminine núb, tugged at it with his teeth, licked it again. Over and over, while he manipulated his finger inside, against her tricky spot.

She was close, he could tell, and as a new wave of l**t hit him full force, she let out a soft wail and began to come. Her fingers clenched in his hair and tightened, her body stiffening under his hands.

She cried out and he knew she was falling over the edge.

Sharp, fierce satisfaction blended with the ravenous need running down his spine, his muscles corded while he let her ride out her release even as the sudden awareness came to him that he needs to be inside her or he will do something really shameful like releasing without physical stimulation.

Yet, he slowly parted her out of her mindless bliss. After a moment, she quieted, and with little to no control left, he released her, rose up on his knees and came over her, spreading her legs farther apart as he pushed between them.

On second thoughts, he grabbed the two pillows on the bed and supported her back before coming down on top of her again. This position was much better, she smiled at him in gratitude.

On second thoughts, he grabbed the two pillows on the bed and supported her back before coming down on top of her again. This position was much better, she smiled at him in gratitude.

“Good?” His voice hoarse with unfulfilled desire.

“Great.” She laid pliantly, gazing up at him with eyes that hid nothing.

Anticipation gripped him by the throat and his abs laced into steel bands as his e******n jutted between them. Needing something he’d never felt before, he lifted her arms over her head, encircling them with one hand, and held them pinned to the mattress.

Fire grabbed his guts, smoldering down his spine, and a primal need utterly beyond the King’s control demanded that he claim her this very instant. He did.

In one swift motion, he buried himself inside her. Danika m****d, her body still humming from the aftermaths of her release. He rose above her, holding most of his weight away from her, he lifted and thrust back.

He fell into a pattern, taking her hard and fast. Her breath snagged, her heart skipped a beat as she opened her eyes and found him staring into her face, only inches away. His nostrils flared and a tic beat wildly in a face slashed with red.

Their eyes held and lost in an invisible connection that held no tomorrow. Just him and her. Together.

He plunged and withdrew, plunged and withdrew, all the while, lost in the ocean that is her gray eyes.

Her liquid heat surrounded him, drawing him in like a sorcerer’s spell until he felt the familiar tingling begin from his balls.

Then, she closed her eyes and whispered, “I love you.”

He came undone. There was no other word for it. His g***n split the air and his thrusts lost patterns. His grip on her arm tightened, she felt the hot jets of his release deep inside her.

In the last minute, he rolled over to the side, taking her with him. Sleep was finally beating at her, it caused a smile to graze her face.

“I’ve been having such a hard time sleeping tonight. I should have known that it’ll take being in your arms for me to be able to sleep tonight.” She whispered sleepily.

“The words you say…” He g*****d.

“They are the truth.” As she fell asleep, her mouth let out again, “I love you so much.”

Two more times in the night, she woke to his demands, and she met them. Readily, she gave herself to him each and every time.

The last time was at dawn, he was spooning her from behind, she rose to the feel of his hand lifting her thigh. She m****d when he entered her and together they rode for their satisfaction.

Hands tangled together, mouths fused together, they rode the crest until they went over the edge together. Their cries mingled together and their breaths became one.

“I love you.” Danika whispered again at the dawn of the day. Saying it once made it easier for her to say over and over again.

As she fell back to sleep, she realized that she loves saying those words. It doesn’t matter if he never says them back, when she can *feel* how much he cares from his touch.

They still have tomorrow. There is always tomorrow, she thought as she fell asleep.

Long, long after she slept, a deep g***n was heard.

Spoken so low in the dawn it was almost unheard.

“I love you too.”

The words were accompanied by the ruffle of clothes. Then, the almost soundless thuds of footsteps walking out of the room.

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It was mid morning when Danika woke up finally, to an empty room….