Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King (Emilia) novel Chapter 210

ADELE’S POV

His words hung in the air like smoke after a fire-thick and impossible to ignore.

“Mark me.”

I blinked, staring at him like I’d misheard. Lucien-my Lucien, the man who’d spent months holding back, guarding that final piece of himself-was lying beside me, naked and vulnerable, asking me to mark him.

I shifted so I was fully facing him, my heart slamming against my ribs. “Are you being serious right now?”

His eyes, still a little red from the tears he’d let fall only minutes ago, locked onto mine without a flicker of doubt.” Yes. We should have done this a long time ago. We’re mates. The fear… it held me back. But now?” He shook his head slowly, a small, fierce smile pulling at his lips. “Now I’m not scared anymore.”

My throat tightened. All the nights I’d lain awake wondering if he’d ever let me in completely, all the times I’d felt the bond humming between us but missing that final thread—gone in one sentence.

“And you don’t think this is sudden?” I asked, voice barely above a whisper.

He lifted a hand, brushing his thumb across my cheek,warm and gentle. “If you’re not ready, it’s fine. I’ll wait as long as you need.”

“No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “No, it’s not that.”

His brow creased with worry. “Then what?”

[leaned into his touch, turning my face to kiss his palm. ”

I’ve been ready since the first time we met.”

The relief that washed over his face was beautiful. His fingers slid into my hair, pulling me closer. “I want to claim you the way I should have from the beginning,” he said, voice low and rough with emotion. “I want everyone

-every wolf, every pack, every damn soul on this planet-to know you’re mine. And I’m yours.”

My chest felt too small for everything swelling inside it.

Love, heat, need-all of it crashing together until I couldn’t think straight.

“Okay,” I breathed.

Before he could say another word, I pushed myself up and swung a leg over him, straddling his hips. His cock-already half-hard again-nestled hot and heavy against me, and the feel of it made my breath catch.

Lucien cursed under his breath. “Fuck.”

I leaned down, lips brushing the strong column of his neck, tasting salt and skin and him. I sucked gently at the spot where his pulse hammered, feeling his hips jerk up involuntarily.He groaned, hands flying to my waist. “Adele, what are you doing?…”

I grazed my teeth over the same spot, teasing. “You said you wanted me to mark you.”

His laugh came out strangled. “Yes, but-can’t we make it more… you know…heated?”

I pulled back just enough to scowl at him, eyebrows raised. “Lucien, we literally just had sex against the wall.”

He grinned, wicked and unashamed. “That was different.

My vision flashed silver. My wolf rose fully, eyes glowing, power rushing through my veins like liquid fire.I pulled my mouth away, licking the fresh mark tenderly watching it heal into that perfect crescent that would never fade.

Before I could catch my breath, Lucien flipped us in one smooth, powerful move. Suddenly I was on my back, legs spread wide, and he was over me-eyes shining that rich, fierce brown, muscles tense and trembling.

He drove into me with hard, punishing thrusts, each one hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes.

“Tell me,” he growled against my ear, voice barely human.

“Tell me to mark you, Adele.”

i was already so close again, every nerve on fire. “Mark me, Lucien,” I gasped, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. copied from jobnib.com “Make me yours. Please.”

He didn’t wait. His head dropped to my neck, lips brushing the spot that had been waiting for him all this time. I felt his teeth graze, then bite-sharp, perfect pain that melted instantly into blinding pleasure.

I screamed his name as the second bond locked into place, the world exploding into white-hot ecstasy. My body clenched around him, milking every last drop as we came together, shaking, breathless, completely undone.

He kept moving through it, slow and deep now, drawing out the waves until I was whimpering, oversensitive and blissed out.Finally he stilled, buried to the hilt, forehead pressed to mine. We were both panting, sweat-slick and trembling.

Lucien kissed me-soft, reverent, like I was something sacred.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered against my lips, voice thick with emotion.

“Completely. Nothing…nothing…will ever separate us.”