Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201: Chapter 201 A Summons To War

Phoebe’s POV

Heat flooded my cheeks at his words, and I tried to scramble away, but my limbs refused to obey. My frustration only grew when Perry chuckled at my pathetic escape attempt.

"You’re staying right here, love." His teeth caught my nipple, delivering a gentle bite before his tongue soothed the sting. He knew exactly what drove me wild. There was no getting away from him now. "Think you’re going somewhere?"

The dress felt suffocating against my skin. Between the blazing sun overhead and the fire burning inside me, I couldn’t stand it anymore. This fabric clinging to my body had to go.

I craved skin-to-skin contact with my mate.

"See? You’re practically desperate for me." Perry peeled the dress away from my body, and when the breeze kissed my bare skin, I exhaled in pure relief—especially as he settled between my thighs. "Mmm, always so wet and ready." His tongue traced my earlobe, sending tremors through my entire frame.

Within moments, he was buried deep inside me.

I was molten and snug around him, absolutely perfect, exactly what he craved.

"Shit, Phoebe..." Perry’s growl vibrated against my ear.

I was teetering on the edge, my teeth sinking into his shoulder as the pressure built, ready to shatter completely—then suddenly, he wrenched himself away and pulled out.

"Damn it!" His curse was vicious as he snatched up my dress, then shot to his feet to yank on his boxers. A string of profanity poured from his lips as he stormed away from me.

What the hell just happened? An aching emptiness settled in my gut. He’d left me hanging! Though he hadn’t finished either.

I quickly pulled my dress back on. If Perry had torn himself away mid-passion like that, it meant only one thing—someone was heading our way and had ruined our heated moment.

Damn it!

I needed to see who the culprit was.

Finding Perry wasn’t hard since his voice carried sharp and angry through the air, and his imposing frame stood out among the flower beds.

Facing him, Timothy wore a sheepish grin and gave me a small wave when he spotted me approaching.

Perry kept his back to me, though he sensed my approach.

"War room. Now. Move."

Perry fixed Timothy with a deadly stare.

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