Love and Chaos Series
The Alpha King’s Ugly Bride Chapter 82

He pulled his thumb out of her mouth, and it made the pop sound. He seized her lips in his, pressing her against the table and rubbing his throbbing hard c**k trapped in his trousers against her stomach. He pushed back the few papers on the desk and he set her on top of it. His hand cupped her love spot through the fabric of her nightgown to feel the evidence of her want for him between her legs.

"You feel so good," he grinned and kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth and making her moan around him.

His legs parted hers, and he pushed the nightgown up to reveal her nakedness.

Then he slid two fingers into her, making her breath cut in her throat while they kissed. He kept her stay and comfortable as his fingers played and f****d her.

He suddenly pulled his hand and lips away from her as something else called to him.

Her eyes snapped open, alarmed when he pulled away, but he drop to his knees before her. He spread her legs further and her smell made him jolt for joy.

She was wet, creamy and dripping. His mouth watered.

He pressed his lips against her inner thigh, lifting it a little and placing it on his shoulder. He kissed and nipped on both thighs as he journeyed towards the spot that gave her abundant satisfaction. "You smell so good."

She whimpered, her arousal rising to the peak with anticipation as Xavier kissed his way up to her needy entrance. His hot breath fanned against her, and it made her legs tremble and curl at his back. His mouth engulfed her, devouring, tasting and sucking her. Her fingers swam through his hair, gripping a fistful of it and grinding herself against it.

He loved having his mouth on her because that always took her to a whole new realm, a realm of diverse possibilities. In this realm, she was a goddess, and he was her faithful servant worshipping at her feet.

He didn't care as long as he was in the picture with her.

He rubbed his thumb over her button. She moaned when his tongue poked and flicked at her and he knew she won't last for much longer.

She pushed him off and got down from the table. Her abrupt action took him by surprise as he rose to his feet. She didn't let his surprise stay as she pushed him back until his back hit the wall. Her hands gripped the ropes of his trousers and she unfastened it so it fell to his knee. Her small hands glide up his thigh and up to wrap around his hard and throbbing member.

His breath hitched in his throat at the feel of her hands on him. She heard it too because she grinned up at him and dropped to her knees. She stroked him a few times, her hands covering what she could of his length.

There were a few things he hadn't done with any woman until he met Mia. Giving them control over him was one and seeking only their satisfaction was another. He didn't know it before, but now he did and giving her control gave him the utmost pleasure.

The feel of her hand on him felt right, and he shook when she ran her fingertip over her. Her lips parted, and she took the tip of his c**k into her mouth. He huffed a breath and his head pressed against the wall, thick moans leaving his mouth.

She had never done that before, and it felt so good it shattered his mind. Her tongue took a quick lick of him and swirled around his head before taking him deeper. "Fuck!"

He knew he couldn't last if she kept this up and so he pushed her off him. He almost regretted his action at the loss of contact, and his erection throbbed painfully.

He helped her to her feet and kicked off his trousers quickly. She also did away with her nightgown and tossed it onto the floor, becoming naked too. He climbed into the bed and took her lips into his for a hard and wet kiss. He spread her legs apart, and he prepared himself to take her.

She hoisted her hips to meet him, and after a few strokes, he pushed into her. She moaned as he entered, and she gripped him tightly.

"Mia! Fuck! Mia!" he cussed, the tightness of her wall making it hard for him to move.

He kissed her forehead as he moved inside her. Slow, but hard so that she felt every inch of him. Just like the way he knew she wanted.

It took almost everything he had not to give up control and rush them, but he wanted her to feel good, feel satisfied, feel him.

He thrust back in and she gasped, arching her back to his and pressing her nipples against him.

The contact made him shudder and grunt, moving against her as he pushed further into her.

"Xavier!" she cried, her eyes shutting tightly as she lost in the ocean of need.

He picked up a little pace, grunting and moaning with each thrust in her.

He leaned in and seized her lips, his tongue dominating and snaking into her mouth. She kissed back, offering just as much as she got.

His hand took hold of her leg and placed it on his shoulder. He leathered fleeting kisses over her legs as he continued pleasuring her, pushing in and hitting her spot.

"Xavier! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out, overridden with pleasure. She was getting closer, and it was showing how her breath sounded and how hard her heart pounded in her chest.

"Come with me," she moan with a wrecked voice that held so much command. Her hand moved to cup his heavy balls and gently fondled them while her mouth closed on his left n****e.

Her hand cupped his balls so firmly he knew he wouldn't hold on to control much longer. He needed her to stop and take her hand away from him because it would make him lose control, but it felt so good. "Miaaaa....," he moaned out, needing her to stop but failing to say the words.

His hands grew hairier, and he felt his lower self transform as his wolf fought to come forward. He had lost control. He panicked. He glanced up at her and he saw her eyes on him.

He wondered if she noticed what was happening to him, if she knew what she was doing to him. She was taking control of him, and he wasn't sure she knew it.

"My queen," he started, but he lost the words he needed to utter. His eyes fluttered briefly, desperate and helpless.

"Trust me and let go."

He did, shifting into half of both forms. He grips her by the hips and he thrust further, faster, harder. His last thrust brought her release and her lack of control through it made him reach his. "Thank you," he panted, fighting to regulate his breath after everything.

"You're welcome," she replied.

His eyes were drowsy from sleep, and he was certain he'd be out soon. He leaned in and kissed her hair and murmured a soft "I love you" into her ears.

He heard an "I love you too" back before his eyes finally shut.