“Or what?” she demanded, glaring daggers at him. Her grave audacity made him boil.
Yes, he was being protective, but it was for good measures.
A few days ago, he had received an anonymous threat letter directed at him and the queen, and that had made him double the guard around the palace. He had increased hers as well and although there was a scowl on his face when he did; she said nothing. No, he wasn’t scared. He could protect himself from any attack, but he was scared for her. He didn’t want any harm coming to her while he figured out who could be behind the threats.
What kind of King would he be if he didn’t do everything to protect his queen?
A few names came across his suspicious radar. Elliott Ainsworth was first on the list because the snake was deceitful and sly ever since they were younger. Xavier knew that despite being slow to speak and act, he was vicious and unpredictable. They never liked each other, and they never hid that fact.
To be continued
The lust that brewed in Xavier’s eyes as he beheld her shook her to the core. She wasn’t his type. She was neither fair nor beautiful. Yet, he stared at her body with so much desire; she shuddered from the inside out. She felt cold being naked to his gaze, but the lust and desire in them had warned her up. He lowered his face to stop hers, keeping their gazes locked on each other the entire time. At the touch of his lips, her eyes fell close, too taken by the feel. She had dreamed and longed for more of him, more of his kiss, his touch, his caress, for so long and she would finally get it. He kissed her slowly, flicking his tongue over her bottom lip and then nipping at them. Her lips parted as she longed for more from him. He didn’t give her more. Instead, he traced her lips and pulled them between his teeth and sucked them lightly. “Your lips taste so good for what you say with them sometimes.” He moaned and trailed kisses over her jaw, down her neck.
Two things crossed Xavier’s mind when he took Mia to bed. One, there will be a lot of change from now and two, there would be no going back. He didn’t want to go back, not when he stared at her and saw the much need and desire she had for him. She submitted to him, without fear or hold backs. She was so responsive and he needed her. He needed to have her, feel her walls around him, clenching him hard, pulling him along with her until they were both spent. Taking her would consummate their union and seal their bond as husband and wife. It also meant she would become his Luna, and he asked himself if he was ready for that, if he could trust her. There had always been something he could trust in them and even now, behind her lustful gaze, it showed. He could trust himself with her. And so he did, surrendering and reaping nothing but satisfaction. He collapse on the bed, “Catch your breath. I still want more.” His raspy voice informed her, and she didn’t object. He took her again,
Hours later, Xavier cracked the door to the study open and stepped inside. He would carry on with the day as if nothing happened. Something did. His heart was crushed, but he had to hold his head up and move on from all of it. It would be for the best. He gave the guards instructions to not bother him unless the matter at hand was an urgent one. He picked a new book from the shelf titled: You And The Three Stars. It looked like an interesting book, and he needed to keep his mind preoccupied. If he succeeded in clearing his mind, then he would try to figure out what to do with the threat letter he got. He flipped the pages open and took a seat to read the first page. It was a brilliant book, but sadly, it was a romantic one. He didn’t put it down, though. He kept reading how Ivan lost Tomi to the three stars. It was a pure case of negligence and he wished he could see Ivan and tell him how dumb he was for not seeing all the signs To
The ray of the sunlight peeking through the slightly parted window flickered on Mia’s face. She moaned and twisted a little in bed before parting her lashes and becoming conscious of her environment. Her brain felt hazy while she tried to wrap her head around the events that took place last night. It seemed blank. Yet, something told her so much had happened. She swam her hands on the bedsheets, and they ran over her naked body. Then it hit her. It wasn’t a dream. She had given herself to the alpha king, and he had taken her. He had claimed every part of her. He also took her surrender, and she took his. She turned her head to the other side of the bed. But Xavier was no longer there. She didn’t expect him to be. He took her to punish her and seeing him would have been awkward. She didn’t want to think about it, but she was certain he had moved on from it and already marched into the next conquest like she knew he would do. That thought made her heart sting a little, and she groane
She stayed silent, pondering over what he just revealed and when her alluring amber eyes finally lifted, she asked, “Does that change anything in our agreement?” It changed everything. From their bond to their needs and vulnerabilities. The first union amongst married couples wasn’t just mating, it meant they will give out a part of themselves, leave themselves vulnerable to the other party. Mating was an act of vulnerability, as it was of control and dominance. He trusted her enough to be vulnerable with her, but she didn’t do the same with him. That was what drove him away and the reason he kept off. He knew that wasn’t what she wanted to hear and so he shook his head. “No, it changes nothing. Take a walk with me.” he stretched his hand out to her, and she reluctantly took it. “When I was little, I’d hide out here whenever Edward and I played.” He said, pointing to the path that led to the forest outside the palace. It now had a palisade for protection of keeping intruders out an
Mia saw Xavier struggle as he revealed a part of his past, especially his estranged relationship with his father. It seemed to have begun many years ago, and she understood why he had a difficult time getting along with him. He didn’t have to tell her. Those were parts anyone would try to hide away, yet he wanted her to know. He trusted her. He didn’t want to be like his father, though, and looking at Xavier now, she knew he was nothing like him. He was a good man and king, and every day he worked to get even better. She didn’t want to shut him down. He communicated healthily and encouraging him would go a long way. He had given up so much for the throne, some of which she still didn’t know about. If she could help him gain back even a little, she wanted to try. She wasn’t just his wife and Queen; she was his Luna now. “Have you ever wished for another life?” her head swivelled to give him an angled glance. “More times than I can count,”
“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 t
Her eyes were still shut when he pulled out of her. He took his cum-covered hands into his mouth and sucked it dry. “Turn around,” he ordered and her eyes fluttered to see him already off the bed and staring down at her. “What?” she dragged out. Her orgasm had knocked the air out, and her senses only started returning a few seconds ago. She doubted she could do what he wanted. She was still trembling and sensitive, but the look on his face told her he wasn’t giving her much option. This felt like yesterday. Only he gave her time to recover her strength before telling her about his plans to go again. “I need you. I need to have you. Do it now!” he growled, his need getting the best of him. Her core clenched at his possessiveness, coming to life, and she scrambled onto her hands and knees, awaiting his entrance into her. He took his time, gazing at her from behind, and she felt his eyes trail from her legs up to the back of her thigh and further up. He liked whatever he saw because