Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 8

A Battle 0f Wills

ALEJANDRO

“Or What?”

Her words surprised me, but I didn’t let it show. Right now controlling my instincts was proving really hard. She lay there on the bed, not even an ounce of fear came from her. That shocked me more than anything. She knew I was stronger; she wasn’t fucking dumb. Her breasts were close to spilling out of her thin-strapped dress and my eyes took in her hardened nipples. I narrowed my eyes at her remark.

“You don’t want me to show you what.” I said coldly.

“Nlaybe I do?” She challenged, trying to push me off. Her words were tempting me and I was ready to show her exactly what, when suddenly she pinched my nipple hard. I raised an eyebrow, even when her nail had dug into the piercing I didn’t even flinch. Her soft fingers sent a delicious sizzle of pleasure through me. Letting go of her neck, I now pinned both of her arms to the bed on either side of head.

“That won’t work. Are you really going to resort to such petty tricks?”

“Then get off me!” She snapped. “What kind of king are you? One who bullies his subjects?”

“You’re the one who came into my room. The one who shoved me and pinched me. Aren’t you the one who’s disrespecting your fucking king?” I said now looking at her hand, her fingertip still held my blood. I frowned and brought her hand to my mouth, placing her fingertip in my mouth. My eyes didn’t leave hers as I licked the blood slowly. Her heart rate spiked but it wasn’t what I was looking for. Her chest rose and fell but I only smirked in victory when the scent of her intoxicating arousal hit me. I leant closer, my chest now brushing hers.

“Or was this your way of seducing me? Cause it didn’t really work.” I taunted. A fucking lie. It was taking my all to not tear her clothes off and fuck her. Something told me she might even let me… She glared at me, her eyes flashing that dazzling purple.

“You can carry on wishing.” She said despite the flush on her cheeks. I raised my eyebrow.

down with the other and I slipped it under her dress. Her heart

She gasped when my fingers ran up her thigh.

what my aim was, trying not to get turned on. Nly hands reached her panties and I smirked, letting two fingers run over the soaking centre of them. I could feel her smooth lips behind the tiny lace panties she wore. A very quiet moan escaped

under her dress and slipped m y two fingers

how good her mouth felt around my fingers.

the valley of her breasts. Her delicious smelling hair tickled

right… Daddy’s little girl isn’t a baby, she seems to

Removing my fingers from her mouth, I let go of her and got off the bed. That’s how you play. She sat up a s if she had suddenly realised

over to my jacket and took out a cigarette. Flicking the lighter on I lit it, watching as she rushed to the door. I didn’t

one more thing.” I remarked. She froze, her hand on the door handle. “I won’t tolerate disrespect

me one more time and I won’t let it

cold and threatening. I knew my warning had reached her loud and clear. She turned

quite make out. Not that I fucking cared. She opened the door not replying. When the door shut I walked over to it and locked it. Now the room fucking smelt of her. How had she even gotten so

wasn’t planning on wasting time. I made my way out of my room

they were close. Although they couldn’t reply. I walked out the

is it?” He

discuss a few concerns about the

said curtly. I followed him in and he motioned for me to take a seat. I refused instead I leaned against the wall, taking a

problem isn’t there? Or you wouldn’t have come

was smart, I’d