The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 99

She saw the moment when he made a decision and his face took on it’s usual blank look. Then, his eyes held hers as he began undressing himself.

She gasped softly. He isn’t going to blindfold her, and he isn’t going to take her fully-clothed. Just like last night, he’s going to take her naked.

Only this time, he’s undressing himself fully for her. She’d only seen bids and piece of his skin, and now, she’s going to see him fully unclothed.

She felt humbled that he’s trusting her that way, and at the same time, her nervousness only skyrocketed.

He stood naked in front of her, the moonlight glow of the night feeling the bedroom. He looked like an avenging angel.

He was all big, bulky and hardness everywhere. The moonlight gave his scars a glow of some kind, they looked mighty beautiful to her. Like a second skin.

Is it the moonlight? Or her love for him shining through her eyes?

“Don’t you have anything to say?” He asked challengingly.

“You’re beautiful.” She blurted out. Red marred her cheeks with the admission.

He frowned, his eyes searching her face.

He must have seen what he’s looking for when all tension left his body, and his face relaxed. “A man’s body is not beautiful, Danika. A woman’s is.”

“Yours is, to me.” She whispered bravely. She allowed her eyes to stray past his waist. Her eyes flashed embarrassingly and jumped back to his face.

“What am I going to do with you?” He seems to be asking himself.

She felt too naked and exposed lying down there. So, she raised her hand and beckoned him to her. “Please….”

The bed dipped as he climbed onto it and his body covered hers. His hands went to her thighs and he parted them in the silence of the night to sit himself fully in between her legs.

King Lucien didn’t want to have some thoughts tonight, but he still want to keep a little bit of himself. He wanted to hold onto control. He wanted to loose himself in her but he didn’t want to loose himself to her.

But, when he came down on her, she paled instantly. All the b***d drained from her face when it looked like he’s going to take her without preambles.

Without preparing her body. Without touching her. No, that cold man isn’t the one she wants.

She wants the man that drew pleasures from her body last night. The man she went on a walk with. The man that kissed her senseless.

So, she leaned forward and placed her lips on his. He stiffened momentarily. But only for a moment.

“Oh, hell…!” The words sounded like a surrender. And then, he was kissing her back.

Hot. Hard. Rough.

He didn’t pull his strokes. Instead, his lips devoured hers. Danika didn’t mind, he was finally kissing her again and that’s all that matters.

She closed her eyes and held on to him as he ravished her mouth with wet, deep k****s, with a ferocious hunger that weakened her knees.

It’s as if he finally, unleased the hungry demons in him on her. As if he finally let go of the control he’s been trying to hold onto.

His lips devoured hers. In one quick shove, he had her hands pinned in the hard confinement of his above her head. Her body trapped beneath his hard body and his unleashed demands on her.

She m****d as his tongue plunged into her mouth, sweeping inside and plundering, owning. And she was kissing him back just as much, heedless of the sharp pang of pain that came from her thighs where his leg shoved her leg wider for him.

The flames that started burning in her b***d from the first time he kissed her by the side of the river, erupted into a sudden inferno, and she was lost.

The flames that started burning in her b***d from the first time he kissed her by the side of the river, erupted into a sudden inferno, and she was lost.

Only distantly aware that she was gasping and grinding helplessly against his h*p, his hand holding his shoulder and her mind blissfully empty beyond a formless depth of want, and desire, and carnal need. So much need.

Then, he tore his lips away from her mouth, his breathing as erratic as hers. “What are you doing to me…?”

The question was rhetorical, so, she didnt bother to crack her toned out brain for what to say to him. His big body surrounded hers, blanketing her.

She felt safe. Sheltered.

She didn’t allow herself see the red flags of how she’ll feel safe in the most unsafe place? How she’ll feel sheltered in the most dangerous place?

He kissed her ear, “I… I…”

He wanted to talk to her, but he couldn’t say the words. He only rained k****s down her neck and back to her ear.

“God, Danika. I want you so much.” He finally admitted.

Knowing the admissiom doesn’t come easy for a man like King Lucien, it meant everything to her….hearing him say that.

“I want you too. So much.” She clung to him.

She heard him swallow. “I need….”

“Whatever you need…. Take me… Take whatever you need…” She whispered, caressing his shoulder with shaky hand.

“I do not understand the things you do to me….” He trailed off, sounding confused and angry at the same time.

Then, he slid down a bit, angled his head and took her rosy nipple into his mouth.

The same moment, his hand raised her thigh wide apart and he shoved into her in one deep plunge all the way to the hilt.