The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 62

Tears burned the back of her eyes as she saw the scar that outlined his organ. It ran from base to the tip. The fried nerve endings was there for her to see.

Her father really did roast his privates. The proof of that knowledge made her chest burn.

It’s no wonder that he’s always so rough with her. It must be the only way for him to feel pleasure. Her father had done this.

She couldn’t resist staring up at him then, and she did. He was wearing an angry snarl on his face as he looked down on her. Her eyes was watery as her eyes heard him.

She didn’t try to hide the emotions. Didn’t try to hide the tears.

“It must have hurt so bad…” The whisper tore from her lips from she could stop it. The words out she couldn’t call them back, her eyes mirrored her horror for saying those words out.

It produced an unexpected result.

Most of the angry lines on his face disolved. Oh, he was still scowling, but it was so longer a giant might frown.

Pain flashed in his eyes and he averted his eyes.

She lowered her head and kissed the head of his organ. He stiffened. It didn’t stop her. She’s determined to do this, he should just deal with bearing her touch.

She hasn’t done this before, but in this court…she has watched it happen times without number. She can get the hang of it. She was determined to.

Danika dragged her parted lips along the length of his organ before sucking the head into her mouth.

King Lucien inhaled sharply. It encouraged her. She gave the head a small, kittenish lick before licking it from the base to the head.

His phallus started hardening.

Pleased, she took the organ into her mouth, moaning a little when she felt it harden further. She started bobbing her head up and down the hardening length, swirling her tongue around it.

His breathing hitched as he became thicker and longer, stretching her lips to the limit.

The taste, the stretch, the feel of the thick hardness stroking the sensitive skin inside her mouth made her lightheaded.

It bothered her, how quiet king Lucien was. She looked up and saw that his eyes still stared down at her but desire was there in his eyes, his jaw set. He’s still scowling, of course.

The only visible sign that he was enjoying himself was the e******n in her mouth. He’s doing his best to stay detached. Maybe, he’s even thinking of some other thing. His mistress?

The thought bothered her more than it probably should have and she was determined to have him here with her. If she’s going to be punished later, her offense should be worth his warth.

Her cheeks flushed, she couldn’t hold his eyes and she let it down shyly. Determiningly, she licked the fat tip, the touch of her tongue teasing, barely there.

She felt his thighs tense. She widened her mouth and swallowed him whole until he hit the back of her throat and she gagged a little. He g*****d out loud causing a trill of pleasure to course through her.

Mentally, she prepared herself, retracting her teeth. A scroll she read sometime ago, did say that teeth does more harm than good.

She bobbed her head up and down, licking the seam of his organ. She run her tongue on the scar, adding pressure to her tongue. He g*****d again, this time louder and longer.

She stared up at her, he wasn’t looking so detached anymore. Desire clouded his features, his hands fisted to his sides. She eyed it hungrily for a moment before leaning down and swallowing him again.

He was too thick, he made her eyes burn and her jaw to ache. But seeing the results of it, the growls that escaped his throat. Oh, worth it.

She sucked it slowly, taking her time and savoring the taste, bringing him close to release and stopping.

She did it again and again, until the angry, indulgent expression disappeared from his face, his muscles flexing and his dark eyes watching her with clear frustration.

He was completely focused on her now. Mind and body.

“Danika.” He growled when she pushed him to the blink again and stopped.

She pulled off his phallus with a pop and blinked innocently. “What, Master?”

For a moment, King Lucien looked conflicted. Like he was torn about what to do.

Then, with a frustrated m**n, his hand grabbed a handful of her blond hair and yanked her roughly back onto his hardness.

Oh yeah. Gone was his scowl, infuriatingly indulgent attitude; now he fu¢ked Danika’s mouth like he actually wanted it, making her feel helpless and powerful all at once.

She did this to King Lucien. The knowledge went to her head and she m****d around his thick member, relaxing the muscles of her mouth, letting him fu¢k her throat and enjoying every second of it.

He twisted her hair in his hands and wrapped his fingers around her skull, moving her with the force he needed. He only let her take six or seven even strokes and then he began tightening under her touch.

Pushing her head down with enough force to keep it there. His erratic breathing increased, his thighs trembled slightly beside her and his g*****d increased. She knew he was close.

She adjusted the angle she’d been using, just enough that she wouldn’t choke, as Chad had taught her. She felt his body clench, and he g*****d with the force of his release.

“Danika….” Her name on his lips was everything she wanted… needed.

She tasted his hot, salty essence as he held her tightly to him, and her eyes watched his face greedily like he’d never let her do before. She wasn’t blindfolded and she basked in the feeling.

He was in a mindless state of release, his body shivered repeatedly. He’d likely punish her later for watching him in his moment of weakness….but, oh, was it worth it.

Finally, he allowed her to lift away from him, and she took her mouth from him, and looked around frantically. She had him in her mouth, her eyes found an empty drink can within her reach if she stretched out her hand.

He tugged himself back into his clothes and watched her with a lift of his eyebrow. His eyes said everything. He expects her to take up the can and dispose everything in it.

So she’ll confirm his thoughts that he is repulsive?

Then, she closed her eyes and swallowed.

She knew he watched her do it, and she felt his muscles tense. She opened her eyes and stared at him with her cheeks flushed.

His expression dissolved, and for the first time, she saw a look she has never seen in his eyes. Tenderness.

Danika glowed under that look. It doesn’t matter if it’s a thing of the moment. It doesn’t matter if he’ll still punish the very devil out of her later.

He wasn’t giving her that cold eyes anymore, instead his expression was tender, that’s all that matters.

He pulled up from his chair, lowered his head towards her. She closed her eyes tight and braced herself for whatever his intent might be.

Then, he kissed her forehead tenderly.