Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205 I Need Him. Now.

Ethan leaned over and found my lips, and I thought this must be what a person who’s been wandering in the desert for years feels like the moment the first drops of water quench their thirst.

It had been too long since he kissed me, not the Rogue King, but the real Ethan-my Ethan.

His hands began to explore my body as I felt him stiffen beneath me. I ran my hand up the side of his cheek, his five o’clock shadow stinging my palm as I tangled my fingers in his hair.

He whispered as he released my lips. “This’s one last chance you have to be free from me…”

I could hardly breathe as I looked into his eyes. “Ethan, do you not want me?”

He seemed to have used all of his strength to control his desire. The fire in his blue eyes was about to devour me. “Rosalie, don’t do this to me unless you…”

“Unless what? That I love you?” I smiled, tears filled my eyes. Through my blurred vision, I looked him in the eye.

“Yes, I love you, Ethan Gray, ever since the first time I saw you!”

He inhaled sharply, and his entire body trembled.

I blew into his ear, “What are you waiting for, my Alpha?”

I needed him. Now.

“P*ck it! You asked for it,”

I smiled at him again and commanded, “Take me.”

Without another word, he stood, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my tongue plunging into his mouth. In two quick strides, he was across the room, and we were tumbling onto the cot.

My mind went wild as he wasted no time ripping my clothes off of me. I clawed at the waistband of his shorts, but my hands were trembling with excitement, and Ethan ended up tugging those off as well.

My eyes raked over his body as he spread my legs and positioned himself between them. My hands reached for his muscular hips so I could hold on as I was certain this was going to be earth-shattering.

We didn’t need to spend any time exploring each other’s bodies or working our way into it. I had been ready for him for ages, and it was clear by the way his thick cock probed against my entrance that he was just as ready as I was.

Ethan dipped his head to take one of my erect nipples between his lips as he pushed inside of me. My head fell backward and a moan of pleasure filled the air. He felt so good, I thought I might cry.

It had been way too long.

He continued to caress my breasts as his thrusting established a rhythm, and I lifted my hips to meet him, our pace quickening. I did my best to keep quiet, knowing the walls of the tent were thin and people could be listening.

For a moment, Alex’s face flashed before my eyes, and I found myself blushing. I was certain he hadn’t gone far.

Still, when Ethan began to make a grinding motion against my most sensitive area with each thrust, I came undone. I bit down on my bottom lip as he lifted his face from my breasts to look at me.

“Cry out for me, Rosalie,” he whispered.

I shook my head, and he laughed.

“Do it. Let everyone know that you want me, Rosalie.”

My mouth fell open, but I still fought the urge to scream. As Ethan withdrew slightly, taking a different angle that didn’t feel as good, I looked back into his face and knew he was teasing me.

“Please,” I whispered.

“Please what?” he asked me.

I grunted. Was he really going to make me beg?

“Please, Ethan, please….”

“Please what, Rosalie?” he asked me, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“Please, Ethan.. give it to me, please?” My cries were so loud, I was afraid people in a nearby village might hear them.

But then, as he did as I asked and began to drive into my nub again, I shouted even louder, my ethereal moans filling the night air.

When I came, it was hard. I felt my body tighten up and go into full spasm, my muscles gripping his shaft and quivering around him. It didn’t take long for him to join me, and then his warm seed filled me up, and both of us lay panting in each other’s arms.

“F*ck,” Ethan whispered, collapsing against my shoulder. “How I’ve missed you!”

I couldn’t speak, but I ran a hand through his hair and moved to kiss him softly on the lips.

I nodded and managed, “Me, too.”

“I love you, Rosalie. I hope you know that’s the truth.” He leaned up and gently stroked my cheek, massaging it with his thumb.

“I know,” I whispered, still so glad to hear him say those words.

“I think it’s time to let the world know that we are in love.” He smiled at me, and I felt my heart near bursting at his words.

I remembered the frightened little girl I used to be, hidden in the castle, wondering if he would ever admit he had feelings for me.

Now, he was the one who wanted to tell the world.

But I didn’t see the point in that. “Let’s… just let them figure it out,” I suggested.

His eyebrows knitted together. “You don’t want to tell them?”