Semua Bab The Northern Alpha King’s Sweet Temptation: Bab 11 - Bab 20

(Lucian’s POV)It’s about 10AM when my driver pulls up and parks on the side of the street in front of the Halifax’s luxurious townhouse. I sigh, glaring out the window. No, this is not how I imagined spending my day off, but my little mate decided to do a swan dive into a shallow pond and here I am nursing her back to life and making sure she heals her broken neck. As entertaining as it probably is to see my aunt’s veins pop out on her face when she throws a temper tantrum, I now need to run damage control.Nobody knows I’m coming. I’ve been invited every single week for years, but I’ve never once showed up. Here I am walking up to their front door already regretting it, but I press their doorbell. For a moment, there’s silence until I hear a stampede of feet thundering towards the front door from the inside. The door swings open to an absolute circus and I find myself being dragged through the place to be seated at the table on the porch.“It’s an honor to have you here,” Mrs. Linley

(Emi's POV)I peek out from the doorframe to see Spencer eyeing the tarts and my body deflates at the sight. It really is him. I miss the times when I barely saw his face in person only in the media. Lucky me, I've got to see him twice now in the same month and in the same year in my shop.He glances up and I know I can't pretend I didn't see him. I sigh in annoyance as I walk out fully into the front behind our counters while Sylvie joins me and stands by the cash register. He immediately heads over to me and my body tenses at his incoming closeness. This is the last thing I expected was to see him back here after he and his family trashed my shop.I square my shoulders. "I thought I was quite clear that I--""That's not what Lucian just implied," he cuts in. There's a bit of frustration in the lines of his face and crystal clear in his eyes. "He made it quite clear that we'll be hiring your shop for the claiming ceremony. I wasn't aware you knew my cousin enough to have him show up l

(Emi’s POV)My heart is racing in my chest. I'm trying to calm my breathing, but I'm sure I wreak of fear and it gives away my true emotions. Jasmine Beaumont is breathtaking upfront and personal. The kind of beauty that artists bring to life as masterpieces in their individual mediums and crafts. She would have museums of sculptures and paintings to worship her beauty. She could be the muse of even songbirds with their hauntingly enchanting lyrics and poets with their words that create visions that could move mountains to reach heaven.I wish I truly was exaggerating, but this goddess of a wolf is everything a wolf could worship and more. The more I look at her when we sit facing one another. She's on the sofa and I'm awkwardly sitting in the armchair in front of her. This is a disaster and I feel like crying like a child that's about to be scolded for being naughty."You're staring," she whispers, evidently amused by my reaction to her.I swallow, not sure how I'm supposed to act. Wh

(Lucian’s POV)My blood boils at her suggestion. How could she even think I could reject her now?Rejection isn’t an option. It’s not even on the table. At least, that came clear the moment those words slipped between those soft lips of hers. Just like that, all my good intentions are gone up in flames and smoke.The moment Emi walked through that door to my home, she sealed her fate. No, the moment she burst into my office, deep down I knew the truth. I don’t just let anyone up into my personal living space. No matter what is said now or discussed, there will be only one way this will go down. There is no longer an option to pretend that I can let her go. I don’t even think I would’ve lasted long in actually letting her go even if she hadn’t shown up.The taste of her on my tongue. The scent of her when I breathed her in that night.The sounds she made.Everything about her is addictive and there’s nothing that I can do to stop from claiming what’s rightfully mine. She could’ve give

Emi’s POVHis words are my undoing. His dark promise vibrating in my skull, causing waves of pleasure to roll through me. His fingers are relentless, never allowing me to think. I can’t even breathe. Just scream his name. My pussy clenches around his fingers.“You like that, little one?”My eyes drift open as his fingers finally ease out of me. I gaze up into his pale green eyes. My chest is heaving. I’m desperately trying to breathe in and out. He’s made it impossible to function. My knees are sinking down on the seat cushion on either side of his hips.I moan when my pussy seems to gravitate to where his dick is. He bites his bottom lip as he slides against the slick petals of my pussy. I glance down when he gently slides himself back and forth, coating himself with my wetness. I gasp when I watch as he takes his fingers, plunges his fingers back into me. His slick fingers smears over himself.I watch him do this until his massive dick is drenched with my essence. It’s strange how e