The Alpha King’s Fated Scarred Mate

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My eyes squinted to break through the long stare we had given to ourselves for the past few minutes.

“I want you,” I said, but that was not what I had intended to say.

His eyes clamored with pleasure, as a dark and sinister smile curled up the corner of his lips.

“Then suck it! If you want it.”

“Crawl like a kitten girl!” He commanded in a stern but alluring tone.

My woman pressed against each other at his words. I was entirely turned on.

I hurriedly swallow his cock, he fucked me deeper to my throat, and I could feel his cock almost touching my heart. I couldn’t breathe anymore, my mouth was occupied with his cock, his eyes scanning through my body. He pulled out his cock, then pushes in with great force. I almost fall backward but his hands serve as support to the back of my head. He continued to thrust his cock in my throat.

He trusted out, and I panted heavily like I had run a marathon.

“Why were you attracted to me? Why do you want my body?” I asked, and he held onto my head firmly and thrust in deeply.

He began to thrust at a faster rate before he stopped and grunted heavily.

“I’d like to have a taste of you!” He whispered, and the air from his mouth brewed an erotic within me.

He threw me over his shoulder and my legs dangled in the air, his hold was fierce around my waist, his other hands smooching my soft ass. Within a twinkling of an eye, he threw me off his shoulder making me fall hard on the bed.

His hands snakily trace the edge of my thigh to my sensual spot. I grunted in response to his sloppy touch as he began to move against me. His movements were fast and aggressive. I groaned as I watched him rub his hands against my woman.

The first of his touches sent a rush of electricity through me, his fingers finally dipped into the wetness that had looked for him since the moment he lay on top of me.

His name escapes my lips as a breakable moan. I felt I was set on fire, fire for him.

His fingers buried between my folds as he explored every inch of me, right until the pad of his thumb pressed against my clit. My hips jerked in their place as I let out a stuttered squeal.

As he circled his hands around my most sensitive spot, a mind-numbing nudeness clenched at the base of my stomach as I squirmed under his unhurried rhythm, his fingers still applied the most brutal of pressure to keep me on the edge as my hips pushed against him.

I was enjoying every bit of his touch, I want him, I want the whole of him inside of my body. I was happy that he finally changed.

He lowered his head to my woman, using his tongue to lick the outer of my woman while I felt his touch within me. I whimpered, trying to set myself straight.

He uses his teeth to tease me, his mouth and canine teeth coming in contact with my bare pussy.

My pussy cat!

He swallowed my cunt and devoured on like a thirsty man who had walked through the wilderness for forty days without water, and now that he was being given water, he was going to suck everything off.

His mouth grip against my cunt was alarming, he was biting on them, chewing on my pussy lips. My hands lower down to his head, I was rubbing his head, pushing it down to my cunt, to be buried Within it.

He slides his tongue from my clit to my ass. Kicking every asshole there.

I was glad, he was getting gentle and not rough anymore. He withdrew his lips or should I say his mouth, dropping my ass on the bed.

He turned me around such that my ass was pressed hard against his cock.

In a blink of an eye, he thrust into my ass while a scream escalated from my lips.

I’ve never had sex through my anal before. Why didn’t he use the normal route? I panicked because the pain was intense, and it felt like a tear.

“Aw…” he grunted heavily as he dived deeper and out then in and out repeatedly.

“So tight.” He moaned and readjusted my tiny waist such that it was in a good position.

“Oh, bitch!” He cursed and slammed his hardened palm against my ass cheeks.

Tears streamed from my cheeks to my neck. It was painful. His thrust was painful, and I was suppressing myself not to break down.

He whirled me around such that I was facing him, and then he pried my thighs apart and began to knock on my woman with his swollen pink length.

“Oh, please…” I squealed.

It took a while before he finally slipped his cock inside of me.

This time he thrust at a slower pace, his gaze peering into my eyes, his fingers nibbling at my nipples and his thighs slapping against my ass.

I parted my lips in a moan but stopped as I saw the mock expression on his face.

“You said, you’d rather die than to allow me Inside of you.” He scorned.

Embarrassed, I tried to dart my gaze away from him but his dark warning tone stopped me from doing so.

“Don’t look elsewhere but me!” He said concisely, with the pace of his thrust getting faster and more intense.

He was embedded with sweat, from his forehead to his chest.

“Don’t release inside of me!” I said biting my lips.

What did I just say? He was a master and I should watch my tongue.

“You think you’re worthy to conceive my seed?” His gaze became cold and dark as he inquired.

He then doubled up his efforts causing me to moan and curse.

“Fuck!” I said.

“One more word from you and I’ll cut out your tongue!”

His words felt like a wolfsbane to me as I struggled to breathe at that moment. I shouldn’t moan or talk?

Jayden loves me cursing, and moaning but this?

I doubt if I could ever adapt to his rules of not uttering a word.

He pushed further with his might again, and a word mistakenly slipped out of my mouth. “Oh, Jayden please…”

He stopped to cast me a sinister stare and stood.

My heart rises and falls under my chest at his killing intent gaze. What is he going to do to me?