The Alpha King Marked Me. I Still Haven't Told Him I'm A Girl novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: One Hundred & Three

I don’t even realize that I’m practically pressed against the door now, lips parted, knees weak. Until he pauses, wiping the sweat off his cheek with the back of his hand, and his gaze flicks to where I lean against the door.

My heartbeat slows painfully and I startle, taking a step back as he tilts his head, studying me.

It happens in a couple of seconds, but I could’ve sworn it lasted for longer. His eyes returns to the punching bag, his attacks resuming. "We’re going to have to work on that stare, Val."

"Thought you didn’t have a problem with being watched," I say and cringe at the high-pitched tone.

"I don’t," he murmurs. "But it’s different when you’ve been eye-fucking me all week."

My blood heats. Dangerous territory, Valka. "Well then, maybe you should consider giving me what I want."

I’d sworn after he rejected my very subtle advances that night that I’d rather stick my rump through a hearth than make the first move ever again. But I know what this is. This isn’t about breaking me anymore. It’s about him being right. It’s about making me plead to be touched. And while my pride is over moon, this push and pull is driving me nuts.

I push back hard, slamming the door shut behind me, cutting off the sounds from the world outside.

Lucien’s head snaps up and he pulls away from the bag, watching me reach up into my hair and free my braids. "Valka," he warns.

But I’m tired, done, with this. Maybe it’s the bond. Maybe this is one big mistake, letting my body think for me for once, but it is one I’m willing to make. I want more than the shy touches and the promises of more on date that never comes. I want this restlessness brewing under my skin gone.

I reach up to the collar of my leather and work the buttons. "Come here."

His jaw slackens. And he walks. I see it the moment he shakes off my thrall, but decides to walk to me anyway, his tightened movements switching into a predatory prowl. He looks mad.

Lucien’s hand catches my fingers, pinning them to the sides as I start to pull down my pants. "I said you could use me as a test subject. I didn’t say you could compel me without my consent."

My eyes drop to his groin, to his tenting pants. "That seems consent enough."

A blink and I’m sprawled against the weapons rack, my rump digging into the ridge of the hard wood. Lucien’s fingers burn through the leather, into my flesh. "You have no idea what the hell you’re doing."

I lean in, pressing my mouth to the corner of his. He jerks his head back, muscles pulled tight, and his nostrils flare when I whisper, "I do. You’re the one who’s being a coward. You build me up with your words and then watch me sink. Makes me wonder how any woman ever gets off around you when all you do is *talk, talk, talk.*"

His silence is nothing but an extension of his disdain as the warmth of his body creeps against my chest. "This is about getting you off? Is that all I am to you? A bloody tool to be used to please you?"

I jerk forward, only to the pulled back by harsh chains. I gasp, furious. "I don’t appreciate being restrained like an animal." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

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