Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219: 219-Feelings In His Shorts

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"There," he murmured quietly. "Your back muscles are in spasm."

I only nodded.

His thumb moved in slow circles over the tight spot before softening a little lower, applying steady pressure instead of force.

I winced, my fingers tightening around his shirt.

"It hurts," I whispered miserably, my voice sounding vulnerable.

His gaze lifted from my back to my face. His eyes darkened as he replied, "I know. It’ll be sore for a moment."

He spoke absentmindedly, but his eyes remained fixed on mine.

His thumb continued working the knotted muscles on either side of my spine.

The sharp pain slowly began to fade.

Yet every time his thumb completed another slow circle, my crotch brushed against his.

It was my body’s response, trying to ease the pain.

As it continued, I slowly rested my head back.

My muscles relaxed as the pain gradually left my body.

The robe slipped from one shoulder, exposing it as my body loosened.

One breast remained partially covered by the robe, while the other was pressed against his chest.

Then his thumb moved a little lower.

I realized that wasn’t part of my lower back anymore.

But I didn’t complain.

Instead, I drew in a sharp breath, my neck arching back, my collarbones standing out as both of my shoulders became bare.

I was certain he was watching me.

His thumb slid lower until it reached the top of my butt crack.

My jaw clenched.

As he applied pressure there, I winced in pain and instantly grabbed the hand that had been resting on my waist the whole time.

The moment I held it, our bodies pressed even more firmly together.

My head snapped up, and I met his eyes.

There was a strange look on his face.

None of his usual cold expressions remained.

His jaw tightened as he continued rubbing in circles with his thumb at the top of my butt crack, easing the tense muscles, while my hand gripped his wrist.

Then, without thinking, my fingers began to slide up his wrist.

I traced the hard muscles of his forearm, feeling the fine hairs against my fingertips as my hand reached his elbow before slowly gliding back down.

It was simply my body’s way of focusing on something other than the pressure of his thumb against the part of me that hurt.

As I continued touching his hand and arm, I felt his cock twitch again.

This time, it pressed against my pussy as though it were desperate to explore me.

He even shifted in a way that made it feel as though he had dry-humped me once.

When I looked at his face, he immediately looked away, as if he felt guilty about it.

Then, instead of using his thumb, he began massaging the muscles along my lower spine with his middle finger, working lower until he reached the top of my butt crack.

Every time his middle finger pressed into the groove, I bit my bottom lip and immediately tensed.

His eyes dropped to my bare shoulders before he quickly looked away again.

I was certain that if I stayed like this much longer, the Alpha King would explode in his shorts.

Now that the pain had eased, he suddenly stopped.

He withdrew his hand, resting it gently against my bare back before going completely still.

As soon as he stopped moving, I did too.

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