All Chapters of Pregnant And Claimed By The Wrong Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

She whimpered. Her breath hitched. “You want it, don’t you?” I dragged my lips along her jaw, not kissing her yet—just letting her feel the heat. “You want this thick cock buried deep inside you, stretching you open. Making you mine.” Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Just soft breaths. Just the sweet tremble of anticipation. My fingers dipped into her panties, slipping into the heat between her thighs. The moment I touched her—wet and already aching—her body shuddered like it had been waiting for me. Goosebumps rippled across her skin as a breathless gasp escaped her lips. I moved slowly. Deliberately. Drawing soft, lazy circles around her clit, watching how her lips parted, how her hips tilted forward like she was trying to chase more of me. Her moans were raspy—pretty little sounds that made my cock throb with the urge to ruin her. From the corner of my eye, I caught Cornelius staring at her ass, jaw falling to the ground, his eyes glazed over with heat. But

SORAYA’S POV I pushed the door to the infirmary open gently, careful not to make a sound. A shiver crawled up my spine as the cold air and scent of drugs hit me. The beeping of medical machines was the only sound in the room. Quietly, I stepped in, making sure to shut the door gently to maintain the serenity of the place.“And why are you sneaking around?”A yelp left my lips as I spun around to find Ellie sitting in the infirmary, a wary yet playful grin on her lips. In the next second, tears filled my eyes, and I rushed over to her.I completely forgot that she was in critical condition as I threw myself at her. My arms wrapped around her neck, holding her as tightly as possible.“Oh dear, I cannot breathe. Choking! Choking!” she called out, right before making a playful dead sound. A giggle escaped my lips as I let her go.“How are you feeling?” I asked.“You mean after experiencing near death? Horrible!” she said giddily, her smile bright and wide.My countenance fell, and guil

SORAYA’S POV I stared at the outfit laid out on my bed with utter disbelief and denial.There was no way this could have been for me. There had to be some kind of mistake. Then again, how could I even have these kinds of thoughts when my name was boldly written on the tag?It was a red see-through dress that stopped at the upper thigh. And when I said everything was see-through, I meant everything.The only part that was slightly covered was the nipple and crotch. Everything else was just left bare to the naked eye. I picked up the note beside the dress, and my blood ran cold at the words scribbled on it:Wear this to the Alpha’s court at ten a.m. Do not dare be late. —Alpha King Khai.What the hell? No, no, no.What in the world is wrong with this guy? Why is he so bent on humiliating me? He wants me to wear this to court? Oh, dear Goddess, everyone would be staring at my ass. What exactly would happen if I don’t wear this?Memories of the last time he threatened to punish me cam

SORAYA’S POV Reclined on his throne as if he owned the world, eyes trained on me like I was the only thing that existed in it. He didn’t make me wait. As I approached the grand dais, Khai rose from his throne. His gaze, dark and hypnotic, locked onto mine. Then, he extended a hand. Large. Calloused. Deadly. Hesitantly, I placed mine in his. Then, in a move that drew every single eye in the room, he brought my hand to his lips, kissed the back of it softly, and before I could protest, he pulled me effortlessly onto his lap. “You took your time,” he murmured just for me. I stiffened. The last time I’d been in this position with him- fuck. My body tensed, heart pounding, waiting for what had happened last time—when he’d shamelessly grinded against me in full view of his council. But it never came. Instead, he only adjusted me until I was sitting comfortably across his legs. His arm wrapped firmly around my waist, resting with casual possession, fingers lazily stroking

KHAI’S POV I couldn’t get her taste off my fingertips. Sweet. Addictive. Like she was made for me alone. No woman had ever lingered on my tongue the way she did. A savory, sinful aftertaste—like coming close to heaven. A divine combination of everything that drove my wolf wild. Hungry. Thirsty for more and more and more of her juice on my tongue. I wanted to eat her out, run my tongue over and over her pussy lips, and feel her walls clench tightly around me. I wanted to taste her for eternity. It took everything in me not to go back in there and ruin her all over again. My control was slipping, thread by thread, because fuck—she had the most perfect pussy I’d ever touched. If she tasted that good… how would she feel wrapped around me? Blood rushed right to my cock at that thought. Aching. Hot. Thick with need. And my wolf—goddess, my wolf was already halfway turned around. He didn’t just want her. He wanted to claim her. Mark her. Fill her until there