The Alpha King's Claim

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 51 by desirenovel

Serena

“Then, I’ll kiss you back.”

I flung my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. He followed my lead and claimed my lips once more.

As promised, I reciprocated his ardor. Our tongue sparred. Our mouths molded. I couldn’t breathe properly, but again, I didn’t care. He was my oxygen. The longer we kissed, the more alive I felt.

I couldn’t really describe how good it was to finally set my desire free. From my sexual dreams with him to the real yearning from deep within my heart, I was certain I was on the right path. Never mind the fact that we were in different worlds. Never mind the fact that he was a werewolf and me, a human. Never mind the fact that he hated women. We both wanted each other and that was enough.

His hands moved to cup my breasts. They were already aching to be attended. With his thumbs, he pressed my nipples again and rolled them in an excruciatingly delicious fashion.

I bit his bottom lip as an impulsive response. Goddammit, it was making me go wild.

He stopped our kiss to hike down to my neck and again, with his tongue, he lapped me from my throat up to my chin. I shivered at the contact. Such a sensation was exquisite. Maybe it was a special skill learned from being a wolf?

His hands stopped kneading my breasts. I groaned in disappointment, but he soon replaced it with his mouth. I honestly felt like mush when he sucked on one breast. His tongue was divine on my nipple. The way he flicked it, circled it, sucked it hard—I was easily addicted. Then, he moved to the other and did the same thing all over again.

I buried my hands in his fine locks. It was the only thing I could do as he ate me.

He continued his exploration of my body; caressing every part of me like I was a damned goddess, and when I said, every part of me, I meant it. The water didn’t hinder him from taking his full share of the meal. I watched with lazy lids as he slowly dipped underwater and venerated my core. I was a moaning mess the whole time.

Honestly, I didn’t know how long the king could hold his breath, but he took his time there: spreading my legs, licking my folds, sucking my clit, gratifying me on a whole different level. The pressure of my womb reached its peak. It wanted release, but I didn’t give it. I wanted to explode with him. Preferably his cock inside me.

By the time he resurfaced, he was a holy vision. Water dribbling from his dark locks created runnels on his bare chest. My hands hastened to feel his muscles: his hard obliques and quads, and his V cut that managed to peek past his black pants. With my palm, I felt the drumming of his heart against his rib cage too. It was perfectly in sync with mine.

“Serena,” he stared at me with lust-filled eyes, “I want you. Now.”

Reacting to his declaration, I reached out to press my hand on his bulge. I felt him stiffen and sadistic as it may be, I relished it.

I didn’t have the basic DNA of procreation. That

I urged, squeezing the bulge as hard as I

deep growl emerged at the back of

motion, effectively releasing

I couldn’t help but think just how

and pointing the blunt tip towards my abdomen. My mark flared up and a pleasing sensation formed around my wrist. I was taken aback. It seemed it was agreeing

He wrapped his arms around me, lifted me up, and pressed me against the boulder. Naturally,

I immediately saw his jaw tense

face and gently, brushed his lips as a way of a tease.

a slight shift of his hips, his cock entered me full and

The fullness of his cock was consuming me, stretching me. The pain was there, but it was so faint, I couldn’t almost feel it. I had great belief the healing properties of the hot spring was

he stabilized me effortlessly against the boulder. I didn’t worry about

are you doing to me?” he asked, slowly pulling his cock from inside me,

both locked up with the pleasurable sensation; our foreheads pressing

I muttered, feeling weak, feeling full, feeling blessed with

unable to contain the roiling emotions inside me as he moved

heard

squeezing his eyes shut, knotting his brows, clenching his jaw, and just trying

but my hips

him grunt at the movement. “Fuck, Serena, you

I replied, panting again. “Move,

disappoint. With my encouragement, he penetrated me again and again,

string of erotic sounds. My god, he was so long, so thick that I just

“Aero!”

mouth on mine, inserting his tongue, muffling my moans, but he

god!” I cried out, as I sensed my

it. Basked