Chapter Five

Aria's POV

My eyes fluttered, then opened as I sat up with a sharp intake of breath. I was still fully dressed but I was on an enormous bed, in a strange bedroom.

I glanced around the dark floored, masculine room which was flooded with golden light from the window. They were amazing abstract paintings on the wall, two lattice windows, and the floor was covered with a luxurious thick carpet.

I couldn't stop the questions racing in my mind. Where was I and who brought me here? Could it have been Killian himself?

The thought of being carried in those strong arms, against his powerful chest as I slept made me tremble. I glanced across the room again and my eyes fell on him, sleeping calmly on a sofa.

With a gulp, I jumped off from the bed like as if it had burned me. I snuck a glance at Killian as I paced slowly toward him.

His good looks still hit me like a fierce blow as I watched him. He was even more handsome as he slept, much more handsome than I remembered.

He had no shirt on and I studied the corded length of his arm, his broad shoulders and chest that stretched across the sofa. I smiled in satisfaction that my mate was breathtaking.

Despite being deep asleep, his aura as an Alpha enveloped the room. I could feel his dominance around the room, his wolf commanding respect.

A force pulled me to him and I didn't resist it. I could feel his wolf reaching out to mine and the bond between us growing.

I slowly ran my fingers through his thick raven hair, allowing my desires to envelop me. His eyes flew open and I suddenly realized what I was doing.

I staggered back and my cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry." I whispered, biting down on my bottom lip. "I didn't mean to wake you up."

Slowly, a smile etched across his lips, revealing his beautiful dimples that I didn't notice earlier. "It's alright. Did you sleep well?"

I nodded shyly. "Yes I did. Your bed is so comfortable."

My voice trailed off as I saw his gaze roaming from my breasts, to my hips, and back again. My cheeks colored and I shrank toward the bathroom in embarrassment.

"Come," he said in a low voice and abruptly pulled me into his strong arms, holding me against his chest. I felt the rush of electricity, the overwhelming desire sizzling through me as it did when he'd first touched me.

His hands gripped my waist tightly and he buried his face on my neck. Shivers ran down my spine as he took in my scent, his nose grazing my neck. "Don't go, I want you." He said almost in a low moan.

My breast pressed against his chest, and my nipples were hard little points stabbing out of my transparent gown, begging to be freed. His scent swamped my senses, and I could feel my wolf losing control.

Pure shock registered on my face as his hands slowly traveled to my thighs in a circling motion. I felt his hardness and my eyes widened as his full length throbbed against my body in desire.

"Mine," he growled and stamped his mouth over mine, not giving me a chance to think. I didn't immediately respond, too shocked by the intensity of his kiss.

His hands settled on my thighs again and his thumb lightly grazed the lining of my panties. Anticipation filled me as his fingers traced invisible lines around my core. I shivered, my mind fuzzy with pleasure.

Lifting me into his arms, and not ending our kiss, he carried me to his large bed. As he laid me against the bed, he looked down on me with demanding eyes.

Cupping my face, he kissed me passionately, stretching me against the soft mattress. His hands moved up and down my body till they finally reached my panties. He smiled when he noticed how wet I was, my pant soaked.

He slid them off and drove his finger deep inside me. He kissed down my throat as I moaned out with pleasure, his finger still buried inside me. I arched my back, pushing my breast to his face and he gladly sucked my nipples into his mouth.

Then he lowered his head to kiss my inner thighs. Then he went higher and higher till I could feel his breath around my core. He took a long breath. "All mine," he murmured.

His muscles trembled as he took the night dress off my body. He stopped and studied every inch of my nakedness with intense hunger in his eyes. "I want you now." He growled. "I can't wait any longer."

I nodded and closed my eyes to feel his lips suckle on my nipple. He gently squeezed my breast, pushing my nipple further into his mouth and nipped it with his teeth.

"Surrender to me," he demanded. And he lowered his head to my wetness. He plunged his tongue inside me and I cried out, writhing beneath him as I gripped the sheets.

Sucking my hard bud, he thrust his finger inside me gently and I moved my hips to match his movement, twisting with need and desire. He pulled his finger out, then entered me again with two fingers. I gasped in pleasure, and my orgasm ripped through me. He parted my legs and tortured me with his hands till I became mad with need, until I was begging him to claim me.

"Please," I cried out, throwing back my head in endless pleasure. He kicked off his short in one swift motion and positioned himself between my legs. Leaning closer, he kissed me and then thrust himself inside me gently.

I cried out as his length pushed inside me, my body stretching to accept him. I felt an unexpected pain but I didn't know the pain would be so great.

He filled me in a way I could never imagined, each thrust deeper than the last. I felt the movement of his muscles, heard the coarse moan of his breath, and knew he was fighting to keep his wolf under control. He was wild with pleasure and I was causing that.

Pushing me back against the bed, he pushed deeply inside me, riding faster and rougher. I felt impaled as he completely filled me with himself, grabbing my breast as my hips rose to meet his. It was a raw combination of need, our mate bond and raw desire.

My nails dug into his back as I exploded, screaming as a surge of energy poured out of my body. In that same instant, I heard his low growl as he joined me in climax and in that moment, we were one.

His strong sweaty body collapsed on me, before he rolled next to me and pulled me to his chest.

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A knock on the door jolted me up from sleep and I rubbed my eyes tiredly. Initially, I thought I was back at my pack, under Alpha Matthias' mercy. But as my eyes wandered around, I recognized I was still in Killian's room. But where was he?

Wrapping myself up in a robe, I walked to open the door. To my surprise, three maids were waiting outside with a tray of food, clean clothes and make up.

"Good morning, princess." They greeted as I let them into the room. "Alpha Killian asked us to give you all these."

"Where is he?" I asked. My mind quickly darted back to the intense moment we had the previous night and my cheeks flushed.

"He's attending a pack meeting." One of them answered, bowing to me. It was strange that I had gone from a palace slave to a princess.

After having breakfast, the maids helped me into the elegant dress that Killian gifted me. I declined their offer to wear makeup, embracing my natural beauty.

I took a trip to the garden, which was the closest and most welcoming place aside from the kitchen.

Outside, I crossed a long corridor and forced myself into the large garden. "Beautiful." I mumbled as I glanced at the flowers and beautiful butterflies perched on several petals.

As I walked into the deepest part of the garden, my eyes suddenly brightened. My jaw dropped as I caught the sight of a huge fountain, with water shooting up like a white waterfall. I noticed a figure was swimming in the water and approached for a closer look. Suddenly, the figure came up to the surface, startling me.

"Alpha Killian? What are you doing here?" I remembered the maids informed me he was busy with a meeting. Why was he swimming in the fountain?

He didn't answer my question but instead smiled and stretched out his hand to invite me to swim. I hesitated for a moment but eventually took his hand and went into the water. He tightly embraced me, and at that moment, I felt like something was completely different about him. "You smell different than before."

"Why do you think so?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. I noticed his voice was also raspier than before but I shook the thoughts out of my head. There was no logical explanation for my conflicting feelings.

"Don't mind me. I was just startled earlier." I replied but stiffened when I felt his fingers grazing my thighs. I shivered slightly as he circled them around my core and pulled me closer to himself.

"I'm a bit tired." I whispered when he started to part my legs to gain entry. "Can we do this another time?"

"I want you now." He said and pressed his lips to mine in a rough kiss. His touch was different, almost needy and cold. As his hands ravished my breast carelessly, I wondered if he was the same man who caressed me in his arms last night.

Turning me around, he yanked off my panties and began to rub his fingers against my clit. And then he bent me forward and thrust himself into me. I winced as he pushed deeper without care, each thrust more painful than the last. "What has suddenly come over my mate?" I asked myself in my pain.

It took minutes for me to get used to his rhythm, my eyes shut as he continued to bury himself in me. With a loud moan, he exploded and pulled himself out of me.

I opened my eyes and as I turned around, my jaw dropped. It was as if a sudden jolt of electricity had coursed through my vein, leaving me momentarily stunned.

I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog of disbelief that clouded my vision. Alpha Killian was standing at the river bank, his eyes fixed on me. I turned sharply to the man who was in the river with me, the man who bore the strangest resemblance to my mate.

"Who—who are you?" I stammered, my voice caught in my throat.

“Meet Darius.” Killian breathed. “He’s my brother and your mate.”