Mated to the Alpha King-Book 1 novel Chapter 15

"Why did you kiss me baby girl? I don't want to make you feel like you have to do that and I most definitely don't want to rush you."

"Will you just kiss me again?"

A look of bewilderment adorned his face from how direct I was being. What can I say? I got a taste and I wanted more. I know what I want so I'm going after it.

"Are you sure princess?"

One nod of the head and Lucas was sold. One hand on my cheek and the other around my waist, pulling me ever closer to him.

The kiss started slow but became more heated and passionate as time continued. He was in charge of the kiss, showing who was the dominate one, and man was it hot.

He nibbled on my bottom lip, causing me to gasp. He took that as his chance and slipped his tongue in to meet mine. They battled for dominance but he obviously won. He explored every part of my mouth until we pulled apart, lungs begging for oxygen.

"That... Was..."

"Perfect? Amazing? Life changing?"

"Yes Lucas, all those things."

It really was perfect. Once we separated he guided my head to rest on his chest. The steady beat of his heart was comforting, making me feel safe and secured.

"Do you still want to go on a run?"

At the mention of a run I jumped up, causing me to lose my balance.

I braced myself for the feeling of my body hitting the ground but it never came. Instead I was wrapped in Lucas' arms, them circled around me, keeping me from falling and injuring myself.

"Thanks."

"Anything to keep my queen safe. Now I'll go see if my sister has clothes that you can borrow, you are close in size."

"Okay."

He gently placed my back on the bed and kissed my forehead before walking out the door.

I wonder if his family will like me?

What if they hate me and make him reject me?

Girl shut up! Stop thinking so negatively about life.

Sorry Kenna...

Yeah yeah. Sorren and Lucas really like us so don't worry. He is the King and no one can make him do something he doesn't want to do. Except us. Hehe.

"So... She really wanted to meet you and help dress you herself and she is standing right outside the door. But if you don't want to meet her today I can make her leave."

The princess wanted to meet me? Now? Help me dress? What a change my life has gone through.

"I would love to meet her."