Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 143

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Lorelei POV

My head was a complete mess.

It felt like I was on fire, literally. Every part of my body was hypersensitive. My skin prickled relentlessly, and my clit throbbed so hard it hurt.

No matter how much I touched myself, it just wasn’t enough. My fingers slid in and out as I pinched my own nipples and ground against my hand, but nothing scratched the unbearable itch. I was so hopelessly frustrated that I was on the verge of tears.

That was until that familiar, strong scent hit my nose.

I looked up and found Kaelen towering over me.

I never thought a day would come when I would be so desperate for him to just get this shit over with and bury himself inside me already.

But as if he wanted to punish me, he took his time. He leaned down and closed his mouth over my nipple, biting and sucking hard. While it eased some of the unbearable pressure, it also made everything so much worse.

The wet heat of his tongue, the sharp little sting of his teeth, and the way he kept switching between both breasts sent every sensation straight to my core, making me clench around nothing.

A broken whimper escaped my lips.

"Kaelen..." My voice cracked as I grabbed his shoulders tightly, my fingers digging into the hard muscles beneath my palms. "It’s not enough. I need more. I need you inside me, please!" I sobbed.

At the sight of me, Kaelen let out a soft chuckle. The bastard actually chuckled at my absolute misery, his warm breath fanning across my flushed, aching chest.

"Patience," Kaelen murmured against my feverish skin as his hands slowly traced up my thighs, teasing the very edge of my ruined dress. "Good things come to those who wait."

"But you said you would make me feel good," I wept, my hips rolling off the mattress in a pathetic attempt to find some friction against his hard thigh. "You promised!"

I couldn’t believe these were the words leaving my mouth, but at this point, I would have done anything just to have him fill the empty, burning void inside me. I didn’t care about my pride, I didn’t care about tomorrow, and I didn’t even care if he was rough. I just wanted him inside me now.

It wasn’t until a frustrated tear slipped from the corner of my eye that Kaelen finally seemed to give in. He slid his fingers down, replacing mine between my legs, and pushed them deep into the soaked mess I’d already made of myself.

The stretch was perfect, yet it still wasn’t nearly enough.

He curled his fingers, finding that exact spot that made my vision go white for a second, and began working it while his thumb circled my swollen clit, making me arch hard off the bed as I clutched the sheets to keep from slipping out from beneath him.

"Fuck... yes... just like that... don’t stop..."

But even as I begged, even as his mouth kept tormenting my nipples and his fingers moved inside me, all I could think about was how empty I still felt. How badly I needed him to fill me until I couldn’t think anymore.

Thankfully, after a few minutes of that absolute torture, he finally pulled back and reached down to undo his pants.

"Remember, you begged for this," he said, his voice dropping low and rough as he shoved the heavy fabric down his thighs and freed himself.

The thick, heavy length of his cock sprang free, already rock hard and flushed dark, with a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip.

My mouth watered at the sight, and I bit my lip hard, already imagining how it would feel inside me, stretching me open until it hurt in the worst way possible.

"Don’t beg me to stop like you did last time."

"I won’t," I answered without a second thought.

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