Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King (Emilia) novel Chapter 23

I should have taken that as my sign to stop and run for my life, but I did it again.

I moved my hips against his bulging length and at that moment it felt like his control snapped.

He stood up so fast from the chair, taking me with him like I weighed nothing.

My legs automatically wrapped around his waist, with my hands going around his neck.

“I warned you,” His voice was hoarse and filled with desire, it made me clench.

His eyes-goddess his eyes were blown wide and filled with many dark promises.

And then he claimed my lips, hot and demanding, his hand roughly holding the back of my head.

He started moving, fast, as he kicked a door open. I didn’t know what was happening, it felt like I was floating as his mouth devoured mine, tongue tangling with mine and making me moan, losing myself.

I felt my back hit something cold and hard, that’s when I opened my eyes and saw that we were in the shower.

His lips left mine for a second as he stared into my eyes, then he brought his thumb and brushed my lower lips.

He leaned his head to my face again, so close I could feel his breath on me and then he whispered;

“You have no idea the things I want to do to you. Bad things…so many bad things.” He slammed his hips into mine and I threw my head back in pleasure, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

“I’ve imagined how good it’d feel to completely be inside you. Make you scream my name until you lose your voice. Make you lose the ability to walk…do you know what I want to do to you right now?” He asked as he leaned his head to my neck, his lips touching my ear.

“I want to bury myself so deep inside you till I touch the hilt…but I can’t do that…” He said, sounding disappointed.

“But there’s something else I can do.”

“What?” I asked, my breathing coming out uneven.

“Drive you wild until you become a good girl,”

Before I could ask him how, his lips were on mine again.

He shoved his tongue into my mouth and I let him, my finger tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer.

Goddess, he was such a good kisser. Yeah I knew I haven’t been kissed by any other man but him, but still…

Our bodies were pressed so close there was no space between us, my nipples were hard and pressing on his chest, and he kissed me harder.

The kiss became messy as his hand started roaming my body.

He quickly turned on the shower without breaking the kiss and the feeling of the water pouring down on us made everything even more sensual.

He groaned into my mouth as he grinded his length on my throbbing core and a loud, shameless moan tore out of my mouth. He felt so fucking good.

Just like you’d look so fucking good six feet under. A voice in my head whispered but I was too lost and gone to listen.

“Fuck, this is too much fucking torture.” He cursed and the next thing I knew, he ripped the gown I was wearing and a gasp escaped my mouth.

“What the…mmmhmm…” I forgot what I was going to say as his hand squeezed my breast, his thumb rubbing on the hardened nipples.

His lips trailed kisses down my neck as he continued rubbing my boobs.

His hand came to my ass and steadied me before he continued his delicious torture.

When his lips closed around one nipple, my eyes rolled back and I felt that tightness in my lower belly.

My fingers dug into his hair, dragging it and making him my prisoner. I didn’t want him to stop.

I screamed when he bit my nipple hard, at the same time he did that thing with his hips again and I felt like I would pass out.

The water was pouring down on us, steam curling around us. And I didn’t know where he was taking me to but at this point I’d follow him anywhere.

He suddenly dropped me on my feet and turned me around with my front pressing against the cold wall. My nipples became even harder.

“What are you doing?” I breathed and tried turning around but he pressed into me, caging me.

“Stay like this,” he growled, voice low with warning.

And then I heard it, the sound of him unbuckling his belt.

Something hard and thick pressed on my ass as he leaned down to my ear.

“Be good, don’t turn around,”

Before I could argue, he rubbed his hardness on my ass cursing under his breath. “Shit!”

He sounded like a man that has been holding on for so long.

His hand came around me as he squeezed my boobs, while he continued rubbing himself on me.

It was dirty but the twisted part of me liked it, so damn much.

His hand left my boobs and moved down as he rubbed slow torturous circles on my aching clit. I threw my head back in pleasure and he used that as an opportunity to claim my lips.

This type of feeling, I have never experienced before, but I wanted it every goddamn time.

His movement became faster and harder as he wrapped his hand around my neck and pressed my face to the wall.

His tongue darted out, licking a spot on my neck and I felt fangs grazing my skin. A shiver went down my spine.

He gave a guttural growl, the sound going straight to my core as my release burst out before I felt something hot pouring on my ass.

He was breathing hard, his body still pressed to mine.

I tried turning back but he wouldn’t let me. He just pressed me against the wall.

“Hey…” I protested but he didn’t budge.

“You might not wanna turn around.”

She struggled against me as I tried to catch my breath, but I didn’t let her go.

I wanted my eyes to be back to blue because right now they were completely black and I didn’t need to look in the mirror to know I looked scary and the hair that came out when I found my release. That wasn’t a pretty sight either.

And my size, I didn’t want her to look at it. Feeling it was different from actually looking at it and seeing it.

All the women I’ve met freak out when they see my size.

“Let me go,” she struggled wiggling her ass and that made me groan.

Goddess her ass was so perfect and looks even better with my release that was now rolling down.

It’s been years since my beast actually let me get this intimate with a woman without ripping her to shreds.

“Hello…are you there?” She groaned in annoyance and I blinked, looking at my body to make sure that the hair actually retracted.

I moved back, and she turned to me with a glare.

I fought the urge to look at those perfect tits, so instead I looked into her eyes.

I knew that any moment from now she’d look down and then those eyes would be filled with fear and panic.

Time seemed to stop. The seconds turned to minutes and then finally, her eyes went down.

But goddess help me-the look in her eyes wasn’t what I was expecting.

She didn’t gasp or act surprised like the other women. Instead there was this dark look in her eyes. And curiosity.

Like she wanted to find out just what it could do.

I couldn’t help it when I asked;

“Do you want to touch it?”

Her eyes came back to meet mine and then she took a step towards me, then another, until she was standing in front of me.

Her eyes came down again and I felt my cock twitch. And then her hand wrapped around it and I hissed, throwing my head back.

“It’s so…big,” she whispered, sounding fascinated.

I felt something inside me twist that I couldn’t explain. This is the first time a woman didn’t make me feel like I was nothing but a monster.