Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. King was pounding into a woman... She was lying on her tummy, her hands were bounded in front of her that she couldn't turn even if she wants to. Realising she was having another erotic dream about her mate, her body stiffened at first then relaxed when he started showering kisses on her back, downwards to her butt and sweet spot. He pulled out of her and soon, she felt a hot wet tongue lapping on her. “Ohh...” A loud moan escaped Ivy's lips. Her back arched as she clutched the sheet tightly. "More." she gasped. He instantly withdrew from her earning a small moan of protest from her. She suddenly didn't sense his presence behind her making her push her hips back to him. Just as she was about to call his name in frustration, a loud smack echoed around the room, followed by a searing pain in her butt. Ivy stiffened as silence fell in the room. What the hell? Although she was aware that it was a dream, she definitely wasn't what she expected him to spank her.

King took the clothes from the guard in a shocked manner. What the heck? Isn't this what she was putting in earlier? How did it end up on the ground? Did she take off her clothes due to anger? Was she that jealous? Although he was worried about her whereabouts, a smile tugged at his lips. That's a good thing, right? If she's jealous it could only mean she likes him, right? He became over the moon at the thought that he dismissed Levi. “Keep searching!” Once the guard left, King went to his room to change out of his royal attire to a silky smooth that was usually worn by rich Lords in town. He then added a hat which covered hid his face from view. He doesn't want to draw much attention to himself so it'll be preferable this way. After taking one last glance at himself in the mirror, he teleported to the laundry district, where he caught a faint scent of hers making him raise a brow. His brain worked quickly as he processed what must have gone on with Ivy. If she came here, it mea

Ivy woke up with a start the next day feeling more refreshed than she had ever done in a long time which was weird cause she should be feeling down after taking that amount of alcohol. Speaking of alcohol... Ivy stilled trying to recall everything that has happened when someone cleared his throat in the room. She jumped out of the bed, startled and peered at King who stood there with an amused look twinkling in his eyes. Her mind couldn't help but register how handsome he looked standing right there. Bare-chested, pants hanging extremely low on his waist that she could even see the V in his lower tummy. What made her gulp was the fact that he had a ‘just woke up hair’ adding to his charm. Damn! Her mate was too sexy! “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” she snapped, glancing away from him when he caught her ogling him. King smirked, “I see you are back to your old self, mate.” At his words, Ivy became alarmed that she paused. She was just about to speak when a memory fl

When they got to the garden, two more visitors were waiting for Ivy. “Young master!” Sweet Pea shouted upon seeing Ivy, her eyes couldn't help but light up at the sight of her. Then realising Ivy wasn't a male anymore, she paused — her face flushing red like a ripe tomato. “Uh... I mean...” Ivy flashed an embarrassed smile and went to ruffle her hair. “Pea! Why are you here?” Her attention only made be became flustered as her heart rate spiked. Although Ivy was now a woman, it didn't change the fact that she still had feelings for her. “His Majesty asked me to wait for you,” she whispered, glancing down at her fingers. Ivy cocked her head as she figured out what King was trying to do, but she didn't say much knowing that Rayvinn was listening to everything that was being said. Instead, she glanced at the other person and was surprised to see Brandon! The man she competed with. Brandon felt his cheeks heat up when Ivy's eyes fell on him. When he regained consciousness, his men

She set the whip aside and then took off his clothes with so much effort that King didn't know if he should laugh or cry. He has always been the one tying up women, leaving them vulnerable to himself so he could do as he pleases him. Who would have thought that he'd end up being the submissive one today? Not to mention where she got all this stuff from. He tugs at the handcuffs and seeing he could easily free himself from them, he relaxed on the bed and watched Ivy with a heated gaze. He'd let her be in control, for now, he wants to see how Ivy looks when she's acting all domineering. But, damn it! She hasn't even touched him yet and he's hard as f*ck. She was merely gazing at him with a hooded gaze as if she couldn't get enough of the sight in front of her. Of course, he likes the fact that his mate loves his body but does she knows what it's doing to him? “Vee...” he panted, somewhat speechless. “How long do you plan on standing there?” Ivy giggled, walked to the side and soon, a