My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
He crashed his lips onto mine with a devastating, world-ending intensity.
There was no gentle preamble. It was a collision of two apex predators. The kiss tasted of fire and the cool vacuum of space, desperate and bruising. My hands tangled in his thick hair, pulling him closer as his massive arms wrapped around me, lifting me off the floor entirely.
We fell back onto the plush mattress. The First Crown pulsed softly, sending a wave of warm, starlight energy through the room, answering the roaring solar heat of my husband.
For three hundred years, the Alpha King had waited in the dark. Now, he had the entire universe in his bed. And he intended to worship every single inch of it.