Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King

Lorelei POV

Within seconds, it felt like he was devouring me, his lips and tongue working with the single-minded hunger of a man who had been starved for weeks.

He licked and sucked, dragging the flat of his tongue through every slick fold before sealing his mouth over my clit and drawing on it with a relentless, rhythmic pull.

Pleasure exploded through me from every direction at once, so overwhelming that I couldn’t even find my voice. The sensation was too much, too sharp, too intense, leaving my entire body trembling beneath him.

I grabbed fistfuls of his hair and tried to drag him back, but he clung to me like a parasite, refusing to let up as his lips remained firmly against my skin. The wet, filthy sounds of him eating me filled the room, making my face burn as my hips jerked helplessly against his mouth.

The coil in my lower stomach wound tighter and tighter, building with every relentless movement until, without warning, it finally snapped.

My eyes rolled back, and my legs shook violently as the orgasm slammed through me, more powerful than anything I could remember. It tore a broken, wordless cry from my throat, leaving me trembling as every muscle in my body locked up before suddenly going limp.

When the high finally started to fade, my hands dropped limply onto the mattress, but Kaelen still didn’t pull away. I could hear the soft, deliberate slurping sounds of his tongue still working over my sensitive, overstimulated flesh, cleaning away every drop of my slickness, causing my face to heat up with pure embarrassment.

But I had no strength left to protest or push him away, so I simply let him continue while my legs trembled beneath me from how sensitive I still was.

Only when he had finished did he finally pull back, and just as I managed to release a shaky exhale of relief, his voice made me freeze.

"Don’t think it’s over yet."

Before I could answer, he surged up and claimed my mouth again, devouring my lips with the same hunger he had just shown between my thighs.

I could literally taste myself on his tongue, the musky, intimate flavor of my own release mixing with the heat of his kiss. My hands came up to grip his shoulders as the kiss deepened, his hands fumbling with his belt while he continued kissing me.

I heard the leather give, followed by the rasp of his zipper opening, and the sound alone sent a fresh tingle through my body, anticipation rushing through me all over again as I began kissing him back even more desperately.

When his pants dropped, he shoved the fabric down just enough to free his cock. The thick, heavy length sprang against my thigh, already hard and slick at the tip.

With that, he grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it up and over my head in one swift motion, leaving me in nothing but my bra. I expected him to push inside me next, finally filling the empty ache his fingers and mouth had only made worse.

Instead, he gripped my hips and forced me onto my knees on the mattress, turning me until my back faced him. Confusion flashed across my face as he pushed the hard length of his cock between my thighs.

"Press your legs together," he ordered.

I did as he said, still confused, squeezing my thighs around his thick shaft as his body pressed against mine.

The position made every inch of him drag directly against my still-sensitive folds, and within seconds, he started thrusting back and forth between my closed thighs.

Each stroke slid his length through my soaked folds, the head of his cock catching against my entrance for a heart-stopping second before sliding past again without entering.

No. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He was supposed to be inside me. Why the hell was he doing this instead?

"Are you trying to torment me?" I choked out, my back arching helplessly as another slow stroke dragged between my thighs.

"You started it," he whispered, his hands locked firmly around my hips, his palms digging into my skin as he held me in place and kept up that agonizing, relentless friction between my thighs.

I was still trying to process his words when he suddenly bit down on my earlobe, making a gasp tear from my throat as the sharp sting shot straight through me, sending another rush of heat to my already-sensitive core.

"Kaelen... please..." I whimpered, tilting my head back against his shoulder as he set a faster, more punishing pace.

Every time he thrust forward, the thick, slick head of his cock dragged heavily over my swollen clit. The wet, rhythmic slap of skin against skin filled the quiet room, driving me completely insane.

"I told you I was being a gentleman," he rasped against my jaw, his breath hot against my skin. "I told you no penetration until you’re healed. But you couldn’t leave it alone, could you? You just had to keep testing me."

His words only made the frustration burning through me worse because he was right there, giving me just enough to keep me desperate while still refusing to give me what I wanted.

"This is torture!" I cried out, yet despite my shameless desperation, I still squeezed my thighs tighter around him, trying to force him to slide inside me, but the angle kept him strictly on the outside.

One of his hands slid beneath my bra, his rough palm closing over my breast and squeezing hard, his thumb dragging across the tight peak until another moan tore from my throat. His other hand remained locked around my hip, holding me firmly in place so I couldn’t escape the punishing friction.

Another wave of pleasure built quickly, coiling low in my stomach despite the incomplete contact. His breathing, too, turned ragged against the side of my neck, making it painfully obvious that he was just as close to losing control as I was.

"Finish inside me," I blurted.

"I’m not doing that," he growled, stubborn to the very end as his hips continued driving forward between my thighs.

"Are you really going to let all that go to waste?" I managed between broken breaths as frustration and need tangled painfully in my chest. "Didn’t you say you want to get me pregnant?"

That did it.

His pace faltered, slowing for a single heartbeat as a frustrated, almost angry growl rumbled deep in his chest. Then he shifted the angle, his grip tightening around my hips hard enough to bruise before he pushed inside me in one deep, relentless thrust.

The sudden fullness made my eyes roll back, the sheer thickness of him stretching me so deeply that every coherent thought vanished from my mind. The next second, he was thrusting heavily, almost like a madman, his hips snapping forward with raw force as he buried himself inside me over and over again.

The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room, mixing with our ragged breathing as his hand remained on my breast, squeezing in time with each brutal stroke.

Finally, the coil inside me snapped, and an orgasm crashed through me in violent waves.

My inner walls clamped down around him as I cried out, my entire body trembling beneath the force of it. Kaelen followed with a guttural sound of his own, burying himself to the hilt and pulsing hard as he came, the heat spilling deeper with every remaining thrust.

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