Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 832

Chapter 43 : Think on Your Feet

We didn’t make it to his bed, not for a long time.

We were flooding whoever’s room was directly beneath us by the time he picked me up and carried me out of the bathtub, my legs wrapped around his waist. He set me down on the counter, sliding inside of me without preamble as I arched my back and dug my nails into his shoulders. He was bracing himself with one hand on the fogged-up mirror, his other hand holding me in place by my hip.

He was moving achingly slow, each thrust meant to tease and draw out a pleading moan from my lips as I tangled my fingers in his hair.

I wanted more–much more. I wanted him to take me like he had the night after the ball. I wanted him to claim me.

“Please,” I whimpered, trembling as he nuzzled my neck, his teeth grazing over my skin. I locked my legs around his waist before he could pull out again, holding him in place.

I was playing with fire… well, with the shadow that he was doing everything to keep contained.

But that was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to unleash himself, to take what he wanted from me. He ran his free hand up my back and tangled his hand in my hair, pulling me down so I was forced to look up into his face.

“Don’t play games with it, Eliza,” he rasped as I ground my hips against him, slow and teasing like he’d been thrusting into me. “Fuck–” he gritted his teeth, releasing his hold on my hair and pressing his forehead against mine. His eyes darkened as he pulled slightly away. I could feel that power coursing through him, begging for control.

“I want to,” I whispered, brushing my lips against his. “Please–”

He gathered me roughly against his chest and damn near kicked open the bathroom door as he carried me into his bedroom and dropped me on the bed. He grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him. He was on me in an instant, kissing me so deeply I found it hard to catch my breath.

He forced my legs open, entering me with the roughness I’d been begging for, and had me teetering on the edge of pure ecstasy within seconds.

He held himself up with one hand while the other cupped my breast, his thumb circling over my n*****s. I arched my back, tears of pleasure welling in my eyes as I moaned his name.

“I’m so close,” I whimpered, my vision blurred as I looked up at him.

He let out his breath, sweat dappled across his brow as he pulled me closer, grinding his hips against mine.

“Eliza,” he rasped against my lips. “Come for me.”

He thrust into me, hard, and my whole body shattered into a mind-numbing orgasm that had me seeing stars. His breath quickened, his hands gripping the sheets on either side of my body as my muscles contracted around his length. I was shaking, holding on to him for dear life.

I felt a chill settle over us as he rose onto his knees and took me by the waist, pulling me onto him with enough force to shake the bed. I looked up at him, my arms spread wide. That shadow was… everywhere. I could feel it with every stroke, in every touch.

So much power.

That animalistic look in his eyes as he gazed down at me, vulnerable and open for him, was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

He made me come again, and again until he was satisfied enough to let himself fall into pieces beside me, holding me against his trembling chest. The bedsheets were shredded and we were shimmering with sweat, our bodies illuminated by the light of the moon drifting through the windows.

He kissed the ridge of my shoulder, his teeth grazing my skin. I closed my eyes, imagining him biting down, leaving his mark on me.

But he didn’t. I didn’t expect him to, no matter how badly I realized I wanted it.

“You’re asking for trouble,” he whispered into my hair. He pulled what was left of the bedcovers over us. “I barely had control over it.”

to face him, taking his face in my

say was silenced by

little more

he replied, brushing a

feel like

he breathed. “It

***

way into his study, kicking the door closed with his foot as he balanced a breakfast tray loaded with food and a pot of coffee. He cursed under his breath as he stumbled over a stack of books, glowering at me as he steadied the

floor surrounded by books and scratch paper, totally oblivious to

need to eat something,” he commanded

my research to pay him any mind, but after a moment he was towering over me with a plate of food. He bent

smile as I balanced the plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, and potatoes in my lap. He turned to fix

sun with a sense of urgency and

thought of losing him to this curse had kept me

your religious texts, but not many. Brandt mentioned the city of Myrel, but I haven’t been able to find

his heroes,

there was still magic like that just moving through the world… people who could forge such an item. I would assume something like

as he leaned against the desk and ate

“Brandt mentioned the witches–”

Jared said, shaking his head.

they

of the

“Why?”

of food I was ignoring and I forked an angry

is

handle this? I haven’t been able

his

if you

of his dark brows shot up. “Well it’s a good thing

“What?”

cup of coffee. “We have somewhere we

***

fists, boxing the air between us and shifting from foot to foot. “Show me what ya’ got, missy,” he said with a boyish

ankle deep in mud and surrounded by Jared’s crew as

the jaw for me, Liz,” someone said behind me, followed

ring

is this training?” I

in his

him but he caught my wrist, shaking

hitting him squarely in the sternum. I stifled a shocked yelp as I held my fist against my chest, pain radiating through my bones.

the arms and turned me around, crushing my back against his chest. His hand hovered over my neck like he

as Tommy

know what I’m