Ch. 23：Simple Seduction

“No.” I raised my head and jutted out my chin. “I don’t want to have sex with you.” Even if he could smell my arousal, he could not confirm it so I lied straight through my teeth.
He was the Alpha King while I was a nobody. I did not expect to stand on equal footing with him but he could at least treat me like a person and not a dog that would roll over if he commanded it.
“Are you about to defy my authority?” His eyes darkened further and this time, it was not due to lust.
His biting words made me shiver but I refused to back down. In this, I had a choice.
“I said I don’t want to have sex with you so what are you going to do? Force me?” As the words fell from my lips, my chest tightened.
He was infinitely stronger than I was. If he held me down, there would be no escaping and even if I screamed loud enough for people in the next building to hear, no one would come to my aid.
I should not goad him when I was a powerless rat next to him but I already uttered the words and I could not take them back. My feet inched closer to the door, preparing for an escape.
“Do not insult me, Amethyst.” I heard anger ring in his voice. “I can smell your arousal but if you want to deny it, then so be it. Force you?” He growled. “What kind of a man do you take me for?”
He killed people with reckless abandon and he may have murdered his own brother in cold blood. He had no regard for me as a person yet he expected me to think of him as someone above forcing himself on a woman?
“Do you want to know what kind of a man I think you are?” I spat out, glaring at him. “Do you? You use me as you please in public and in private you look at me like a stain on your shoes. Do you really want to know what kind of a man I think you are?” The way his expression shuttered off had me rethinking my words.
“I don’t - I didn’t mean to say that,” I mumbled, looking at the headboard behind him. “Sorry – I’m sorry.” I rushed to apologize.
Where had my self-preservation gone? How could I dare raise my voice at the Alpha King after accusing him of being a defiler?
“That’s the longest you have ever looked me in the eye.” His thunderous expression cleared up as his brows creased.
“W – What?” I glanced at him before turning to a spot near his head.
Looking an Alpha in the eye was no easy feat as an Alpha’s eyes were a mirror of their power. Killian, of course, being the most powerful Alpha in the kingdom was especially harder to look in the eye.
“Alright. I will oblige you this once.” He braced himself with his knuckles and pushed out of bed slowly – oh so slowly, my mouth watered watching the muscles on his upper body flex.
“W – What?” I mumbled to myself, watching him saunter over to me, his hips moving in a delectable way. I swallowed audibly as he came to stand before me. “What are you –“ His thumb brushed my bottom lip.
“Are you certain you do not want me?” He mumbled into my ear, his teeth nibbling on my earlobe.
“Is this – Are you seducing me?” My brain packed up when he gripped my waist.
“Does it seem that way?” He asked. “Is that what you want, Amethyst?” My name on his lips sounded decadent. “I am not above seduction.” He flicked a tongue against my earlobe. “I want you panting for me so if it is seduction –“
“Hey, don’t – don’t tease me.” I closed my eyes when the heat from his body seared me.
“I would not dare.” I heard amusement in his tone. “Can I take you, then? Do I have your consent to ravish you or do you want to keep lying to yourself?”
“I – I don’t want to,” I mumbled as his teeth grazed my neck.
“You don’t want to what?” He breathed against my skin with his hand massaging my thigh.
“I – I don’t want to keep lying to – to myself.” My words slurred as his hands moved upwards on my thigh.
“What was that? The scent of your arousal is messing with my senses.”
“I said not to – not to tease me.” He caressed my thighs through my dress, warming my skin. It made me wonder what it would feel like if he touched my skin directly.
“Since you asked so politely, as your king, I have to listen to your pleas.” With that, he stopped joking around.
He slid down my zipper and pulled the lace off me, leaving me in my underwear. Those didn’t take long to go the same route my dress, leaving me bare in front of him. He took a step back to take in my whole appearance and I couldn’t take it anymore.
Although I acknowledged I was attracted to him for reasons I couldn’t fully explain and I was giddy to do this with him, it didn’t make me any less nervous or embarrassed. I’d never been naked in front of a man before and the way his eyes trailed down my body made my skin redden.
“Hands off.” He tugged my hands away from my chest when I tried to hide. “You have filled up quite well,” he purred, sliding his hot palm down my sides. I clutched his hand, nervous at the sensation that flooded through me.
Then he kissed me – no, he devoured my lips. His hand massaged my chest making me gasp and giving him the chance to deepen the kiss. I made a sound which got lost in his open mouth.
“Ha.” I pulled away with a gasp when the kiss became too much. There was no way I could breathe with him sucking on my lips like that. “Your Majesty, wait –“ I pushed his face away when he tried to kiss me again before I regained my breath.
“Your Majesty?” His eyes glinted as he palmed my breast, his thumb caressing my nipple. I didn’t know I was this sensitive until he touched me.
“Y – Your Majesty –“ My face caught fire as he lowered his head to my chest.
“I told you to call me Killian,” he responded in a gruff tone. I didn’t know why I called him by his title all of a sudden but he had his mouth on my chest and I couldn’t think clearly after that.
His hand which had been massaging my breast before his mouth took over travelled down my stomach. He nudged my legs open with his knee. When his finger brushed against my nether region, I melted and squirmed at the same time. The only time that place was ever touched was when I washed and now his fingers were caressing me.
“You are soaked.” He let go of my breast with an obscene plopping sound.
I closed my eyes when I caught his smirk but then my eyes snapped open when I felt my legs leave the ground. My back hit the bed and I gasped. He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down with his underwear and I gasped again.
My body trembled as he climbed atop me and captured my lips again. His fingers touched my genitalia again and again, he swallowed my gasp as he stimulated me. I almost bit his lips when a finger slipped into me.
I held my breath at the weird feeling. It was a foreign sensation but not an unpleasant one. I trembled, biting my lips as loud, uncontrollable sounds slipped from my lips. What if someone heard? I reddened from the thought.
“There is no reason to be nervous,” Killian muttered, kissing my cheek.
“I - I’m n – n –“ A foreign sensation that made my toes curl started in my gut.
I stiffened, my hips lifting off the bed. With my eyes shut, I felt my inside still before my body began to spasm. Pleasure washed over me and my body quivered without control.
Killian pulled out his finger and raised my legs, kneeling. As he moved closer to me, I trembled. I’d felt so full with his fingers but as his member nudged my opening, I wanted to close my legs.
“Your – Killian –“ I paled when I felt it push into me. “Would it – would it fit?”
“Of course,” he gritted his teeth. “I’ll be gentle.”
With excruciating slowness, he moved his hips, his teeth grinding. I stayed as still as possible as he moved, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
It felt like forever as he moved slowly, his hand holding my legs up. I fought the urge to squirm as he continued to push into me. It felt like I was being impaled and stretched to the maximum. It took a while before he gasped, gripping my legs tighter.
“You’re tight,” he mumbled.
“Is it – is it in?”
“Almost.” He groaned and continued to push in.
Then he was completely sheeted inside me and he started to move. My eyes rolled in my head as he moved slowly. There was pleasure but there was also pain as he stretched me, his rhythm increasing as if he couldn’t help himself.
I felt his fingers on my nub and pleasure zinged through me. He continued to pump into me while stroking my clit, bending my knees to my chest. He cussed, sweat dotting his forehead.
As the pleasure mounted, I could no longer control myself. All forms of self-awareness fled as I begged him to go faster, harder, sobbing as he obliged me.
It went on through the night. I tipped over the edge at least five times and every time my eyes started to close, something nudged me and we went at it again. He was tireless, ferocious, and I was a moaning, panting mess.