The Alpha King’s Possession

Chapter 22

22. His Mate

KIAN

I couldn’t stop myself. All I wanted was a moment of her, to feel the way she tastes, to relish in the way she consumes me. Pleasure streamed through me right down to my dick making me twitch against her. Her soft moans vibrated against my lips, making me want to fuck her right now.

Never had a kiss felt so good, I was already hard for her. Right now, the way I felt… All I needed was her and I would give everything up to have it.

‘Mark her and she is ours.’ Thanatos’ voice came through the link.

I plunged my tongue into her mouth, letting go of her chin. I tangled my hand into those gorgeous silk locks of hers as I explored every inch of her sweet, tempting mouth. Her arousal perfumed the air and I let go of her wrist, wrapping my other arm around her waist and pulling her hard against me. She reached up, cupping her hand around the back of my neck as she kissed me back with equal passion and anger.

She fought for dominance, yet I was the Alpha and that was not something I would give her. Our tongues fought against each other, mingling together, caressing the other ones sensually yet roughly. I could sense her anger, frustration, but also her deep desire and want against my lips.

Our emotions fuelled our kiss, my hand running over her slender waist and back. She gasped and I realised my claws had come out, but even then she didn’t pull away, kissing me back hard. The taste of blood filled my mouth and I wasn’t sure if it was hers or mine.

Fuck, she was beyond fucking perfect. I groaned when she sucked on my tongue. The urge to rip her clothes was taking over and Thanatos was fighting for control.

‘I want mate!’ He growled.

I knew he was losing it when he started losing the ability to speak properly. In this state, he’d fuck and mark her. I pulled away, roughly looking at her. Her lips were even plumper than usual, her cheeks held a tint of colour and her eyes were burning a dark red. My own were flickering to gold as Thanatos screamed for control

“Go.” I growled at her.

Her heart was beating, and I knew she wanted to say something.

“I said go!” I hissed, clenching my fist.

Thanatos’ hold was getting stronger. This was the only problem I had, having a wolf that was terrifyingly strong and one I knew would wreak havoc if given the chance.

‘MY MATE! HOW DARE SHE WALK AWAY!

She looked at me curiously before frowning deeply and storming down the hall. My eyes never left her, falling to her ass.

‘Cut it out, Thanatos, or I swear I’ll send her far away where you will never get to ever see her again.’I warned coldly.

Blood dripped to the floor from my curled-up fists, my nails digging into my palms.

‘You can’t survive without her either.’ He growled venomously.

‘I can if it’s meant to keep us from killing her.’ I replied quietly

He didn’t say anything, and I knew he felt guilty for what he wanted to do, but he didn’t understand it either. My own words rang in my head and I frowned,

Her safety over my own desire… Is that what I just admitted to?

MORGANA

I went to the bathroom, taking some pyjamas with me. I stepped into the ice-cold shower, which didn’t really help calm me down. The cold was pleasant though and I welcomed it, remembering the cold weather from back home… No matter what I did, the infemo that he had set off inside of me was not quelling at all.

I closed my eyes, leaning against the shower wall. I touched my tender lips softly. They still felt extra sensitive. His touch remained.. I had kissed several men in my life. but Alpha King Kian Araqiel had a very different effect on me… Nothing felt this good… In fact, I had never thought anyone could make me feel crazier than Eroan did… but it seemed even he had been surpassed

And what was worse… Thinking of Kian, didn’t disgust me…

I slid down the wall, sitting there numbly. This man was most likely responsible for my father’s death, yet here I was fraternising with him. But… Getting close to him might just be the best option to get him to lower his guard… I could find out what exactly happened with my father..

Was I looking for an excuse to redeem him? I wasn’t sure. After a good while, I stood up, washing quickly. I stepped out of the shower, towelling myself dry and brushing my teeth before I slipped on the pyjamas and retumed to the bedroom

Only to see him sitting on the bed, his ankles crossed, a file in hand and a pen in the other. He had showered and changed… Had I really taken that long? The curtains were drawn, the only light was the bedside lamp that cast a warm glow around the room… One that was tempting me to climb onto the bed and snuggle down..

I closed the bathroom door slowly behind me, and walked to the drawer, quickly running a comb through my damp locks. I could feel his eyes on me, but I ignored him, putting the brush away I turned to him

“So… Where do I sleep?” I asked, trying not to glare at him.

Even just sitting there, he oozed arrogance and power.

He raised an eyebrow.

“I knew you were stupid, sunshine, but I didn’t realise how stupid. Where do people usually sleep?” He asked arrogantly, patting the bed next to him.

My stomach fluttered and I glared at him, not missing his remark. How could he act so normal? But I was glad he was..

“Well, since I’m so stupid, why not let me go?” I muttered, getting into bed.

Oh god, this bed was comfortable. I pulled the duvet over me, only for him to place the file and pen down and tum on to his side facing me.

“Why do you think I’d let you go? As I said, we have all the time in the world and I assure you, you are not

going anywhere.” He said quietly.

My heart was thundering, and I knew he could hear it. I hated this, I was about to turn away when he reached over, yanking the duvet off me and grabbing my elbow, he pulled me onto my back.

“I was talking, little she-devil, and I don’t like to be disrespected or ignored.”

So, we are back to arrogant, irritating baby alpha mode…

“I don’t really care, I want to sleep.” I shot back, ripping free from his hold, about to tum away when I was yanked back around, but I was ready this time.

I flipped over, roughly pulling him with me, hoping to throw him off the bed, but he had other plans. He grabbed me and rolled us over, so I was under him.

My eyes blazed as I glared up at him. His hands still holding my arms, I struggled.

“I’m not weak pup.” I snapped, flipping us over in a flash.

My eyes blazed as I stared down at us. I sure was strong but so was the Alpha king.

“But I’m still stronger.” He shot back coldly, suddenly my back slammed onto the bed, with him straddling my thighs. My heart thundered as he pinned my arms to the bed. I was very aware of the cotton fabric of the camisole clinging to my breasts. His gaze darkened and his eyes left mine, travelling over me slowly.

“Get off me.” I said quietly.

I didn’t move, knowing he was far too close to where that familiar ache had settled.

Would it be so wrong to just fuck him once, and then maybe he’d let me go… He’ll get over whatever sick fetish he had going on for him and I could get out of here…

“Then answer my question, why do you keep talking about leaving? I told you, you are mine.” He said coldly.

Our eyes were locked, and my heart was thundering. He leant down, the necklaces that hung around his neck brushed my breasts, and my heart pounded, I was very aware of his package pressing against my thighs.

“I’m waiting my feisty little blood rose.” He whispered.

“Because sooner or later you will get bored of me…”

We will never let our mate go.’

I flinched when those words flittered into my mind accompanied by the sharp shrill sound that always comes with the thoughts that flittered through me.

“Morgana? Are you ok?” Kian’s voice came.

‘Our mate is hurting!’

I flinched again, clamping my hands to my head.

What the hell was that? I didn’t realise when he had moved away from me, the shrill, piercing sonic sound made my head feel like it was about to burst.

“Morgana…” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Dette

His voice was distant, I wasn’t sure if it was as soft as it sounded right now. But his hand on my head was gentle, the other on my arm.

‘Mate is in pain!

That deep, possessive voice came again.

“Stop it. Stop talking…” I groaned.

realised it had stopped. My heart pounded and I took a deep breath, realising he had his hand on my back, the other rubbing my am.

“What happened?” He asked sharply.

I looked up at him, about to answer when one word from his thoughts echoed in my head.

Mate.

My heart thudded, a rush of cold realisation crashing down on me. Everything made sense… The attraction he had towards me… Suddenly, the man from the lake returned to my mind and I looked up at him sharply.

Mine.

That voice – It had been the very same voice that I heard in Kian’s head…

No… This couldn’t be possible…

“Morgana, what the fuck is wrong? You look paler than fucking normal.”

“Am I…” My hoarse voice left my lips. “Am I your… mate?” 3