Love and Chaos Series
The Alpha King’s Ugly Bride Chapter 67

"Dying wasn't part of our agreement."

The reply he had given a while ago echoed in his ears as they made their way through the palace hallway and towards her chambers. Things got a little awkward since he said those words and they couldn't deny it. But if he had the chance to go back, he would still say the same thing.

He didn't want her dead because he no longer saw a world without her in it. That world flashed in his eyes when he saw the stake launch towards her earlier. It was an unbearable life, one he wouldn't want to be in. So he saved her. He needed her, he still wanted her and the nightmares she brought him. It was a scary reality he was getting used to.

He knew his feelings were genuine and strong for her, and they grew every day, but he didn't want to project that on her or put them in a complicated place. So, he gave the excuse of the agreement to her.

Once they reached her door, he broke the silence. "Are you sure you didn't hurt something? You don't want me calling the physicians?" a tone of worry followed his words.

She shook her head, "I'm fine. You saved me, remember?"

He scratched his head and nodded.

Just then, he noticed a small dried leaf caught on her hair and he reached out for it. He pulled it out and showed it to her before letting it go.

She bit her lower lips and smiled. "Thank you." She whispered, rather seductively.

He leaned forward and his lips grazed over hers lightly, earning a moan from her lips as if she had waited for this. Waited for him.

He pulled away and placed his head against hers, breathing slowly. He stepped back, knowing he couldn't carry on despite wanting to.

"Come inside." She said before pushing the door open and l**t brewed in her eyes as she beheld him.

She wanted him, too.

The door shut, and they kissed wild and desperate, their hands roaming all over each other's bodies while fighting to dominate the kiss. Xavier won, and he pinned Mia's back against the wall while kissing her soft lips passionately.

"You do not know how much I want you, my sweet darling." he moaned, pressing kisses over her face, jawline and neck. Mia purred, unable to do much but grind her hips against him, needing some sort of friction.

His tongue lapped at her exposed neck, sucking and kissing, and she moaned. Her hands grip his hair, running through it before grabbing a fist full, making him growl out.

He pulled away, and their eyes locked, both drunk with l**t for each other.

"These need to come off," he said, pointing to her grey gown.

She gripped the button and undid it. The fabric fell to the floor, leaving her in the small thin white underwear gown and the black pantyhose she had over her legs, which stopped at her mid-thigh.

His hand gripped the underwear and hoisted it up, and she raised her hands to help him take it off with ease.

He dragged a deep breath at the sight before him. The perfect nude body before him and desire flared in his eyes. He didn't hide it. He wanted her. It was a craving he needed to satisfy. Her body was right and tight and the sight made his cock throb underneath his robe.

His palms came up to fondle her breasts while pinning her to the wall. She purred helplessly, unable to stop herself. The noises she made told him she enjoyed what he did, and he took the cue.

His hand traced down to settle between her legs and he coated his fingers with her wetness before bringing it to his lips and sucking on it.

"You're already soaked, and I just started." he grinned mischievously at her. "I'll take you to bed now, Mia."

He laid her down on the bed and pecked her lips, so she tasted her delicious self on his tongue before pulling away.

He rose from the bed and stood beside it, towering over her and drinking in her luscious body, something he hadn't gotten to do the previous night. Her curly red hair fell over her shoulder, giving her a messy yet enticing look. Her amber eyes and swollen lips made her face appear like a goddess. His eyes travelled down her long and perfect neck and over her shoulder blade and down her chest, rising and dropping. Her breast was round, full and perky, and he couldn't get over how they responded to him when he played, kissed and sucked them yesterday. The narrow curve of her middle section led to her waist and onto her round hips. His c**k, fully stretched now, throbbed and ached. He wanted to set his c**k free and pay a little attention to it, but she looked so good, he didn't want to stop watching her.

He hadn't had a woman like her before and, worse of all; she affected him without even lifting a finger or trying.

"What are you doing?" Mia panted, not knowing why he only stood watching her.

"I'm gazing at your body. Every part is amazing," he said, a grin coming to his face.

Her cheeks burnt. His compliment had affected her way more than she could control.

His eyes settled between her legs, which were parted slightly. He saw how needy and wet she was, and he loved it.

"My king!" she called out, sounding desperate. In her desperation, she has taken his title.

She probably did this to get his attention, and it worked, but not in a good way.

His eyes narrowed at her. "Your naughtiness is making you rebellious and rebellion will get you into trouble, Mia." his hoarse voice drew out and his red eyes glowed.

He climbed onto the bed and gather her hands up, pinning them above her head before kissing her lips savagely. He dipped his head below and caught her nipple between his teeth. His tongue curled over her tips sweetly and felt her shudder against him. He pulled back and placed a tight kiss on it, watching it harden in response. He blew air on her tip and goosebumps scattered over her breast. Her little noises and responsiveness made him want to torture her longer. He applied the same torture to her other breast, all the while pinning her hands over her head.

She writhed and squirmed underneath him, her hips rising to rub against him, but Xavier denied her contact. He was punishing her. Her eyes told him she loved this, loved the sweet t*****e and denial.

"I am Xavier to you, not my king, not my lord, not in the bedroom," he whispered, his voice holding much authority. "Understood?"

She moaned as his breath fanned over her nipples and she bite her lips and nodded.

"Good girl." His tongue returned to her nipple to suck, kiss and pleasure.

"Please take me." she whimpered, the nerves in her body at high alert.

"I haven't even properly taken care of you," he said, palming her damped fold while his fingers trailed her wet entrance and earning moans from her lips.

"I... I need to..." she choked, unable to finish the simple sentence.

"You want to come so bad, I see it all over you." His smile was corny as he towered over her. He had calculated his moves and now gawked at her like a predator would its prey.

"I'll let you c*m now, but the rest are mine. Deal?"

She nodded, wanting her release and not putting her mind to understand what he meant.

He sealed a nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue and flicking over it ever so lightly. His hand on her fold dipped, penetrating her warm tightness.

She was so responsive to his touch and it excited him so much to see it. Her wildness, her lust, her desire, all because of him. He watched her lose control and not try to regain it. She trusted him to take care of her, take control. Own her.

She pushed her head into the pillow, her body levitating off the bed, overridden with pleasure. He pinned her down in bed, thrusting his fingers into her faster and harder until she reaped the joy of ecstasy.