The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 62

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 62 by desirenovel

Aero

In what could be deemed as aggressive, I grabbed her head, fisting a good amount of her hair, then I

pulled it down and drove my tongue inside her mouth. My other hand squeezed her breast, but it was

unpleasantly still confined by her gown so I ripped the cloth with ease. Her breasts spilled free then.

Heavily turned on by the feel of the two smooth globes, I disengaged from our kissing and suckled on

one taut peak. I drew out a loud and exquisite moan from her and I took this as an invitation to suckle

her more.

“Aero…” she groaned under her breath, basking on the feel of my mouth sucking her nipple. I felt her

hands grow impatient, touching my chest and feeling for the tensed muscles.

“Undress for me, please,” she requested.

Pausing, I straightened my spine and just as ordered, took off my clothes from the coat down to my

undershirt, followed by my boots and pants. Lying under me, she raced to undress. Since it was a one-

piece dress, she won by a sweet minute.

Biting her lip and covering her sex, she chuckled at me as I continued my chore.

“Serena, offer all of yourself to me,” I stated once I had fully freed myself from my blasted pants.

She spread her legs and placed her hands on each side, palm up. “I already am, Your Majesty.”

I lowered my body to align with her and kissed her again, taking as much of her taste as I could.

Against my groin, a moistness caught my attention, so with a low growl, I untangled myself from her

and traced kisses from her neck down to her belly.

Her sweet scent of desire filled my nostrils then, fuck, and it flooded my head with euphoria.

Without thought, I grabbed both of her legs, spreading her even more, then dinned on her pussy—

Neanderthal style. A long erotic gasp from her hit my ears. It was an angelic melody; a magnificent

orchestra.

I sucked and sucked, getting as many juices from her core as I could. I nibbled on her clit, tongued on

each of her folds, then made contact with her core again, roughly might I add, and she squirmed, trying

all her best to take the sensations in.

“Oh Aero!” she screamed, quickly grabbing the back of my head and pulling my hair up. She was

almost at her limit. I could easily sense it.

After talking with Nevannir, all my thoughts revolved around this woman. The possibility that she could

be fae sent my mind reeling; turned my head upside down and my emotions rolling inside. I couldn’t

decide if this was good or bad news.

It made sense; her magically appearing in my kingdom—in my chamber no less and her, attracted to

the bugs and vice versa.

But again, Nevannir and I couldn’t be certain and this all the more frustrated me. I wanted answers and

I wanted it asap.

As I continued to devour her, a thought crossed my mind: Do I really want our wrist marks erased? Do I NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

really want our marriage annulled?

Deep inside me, the answer was no. I didn’t want our wrist marks erased and I didn’t want our wedding

vows retracted. I was willing to eat all my words in the past for her.

However, there was an even better question that jogged up to my brain: Do I really want her to return to

Earth and leave me?

Filled with sudden anger I couldn’t describe, I abruptly stopped from gratifying her, knelt on the

mattress, and holding her waist, I flipped her so that she would be positioned on all fours and her

glistening ass poised in front of me.

We both grunted as my cock slid inside her; my hips hitting her ass made a wet, slapping sound that

was wonderful in my ears. She broke out into a sharp cry and tossed her head up. She seemed to be

unaware of the turmoil inside my head.

Driven by desire and anger combined, I penetrated her as deep as I could, trying to brand myself inside

her…and with my mouth on her neck and with my hands on her breasts fondling her, I branded myself

all over her.

I couldn’t control myself. Thinking about her leaving me either to return to Earth or wherever fucking

realm it may be made me want to possess her all the more.

“You are my eshtha, Serena. My mate,” I whispered on her ear whilst rocking us together. I never

dreamed of calling a woman this, much less admit that she was my mate. But, with Serena…gladly.

“You are mine and mine alone. Stay with me. Forget about our agreement or erasing our marks. Forget

about your mission. I am happy now. With you. Only you.”

“Aero…” she whimpered, closing her eyes.

I couldn’t really gauge if she heard me clearly with all the slapping noises and the ecstasy fogging her

head, but no bother, I could tell her the same words over and over again until she gives me an answer.

“I will. Yes, I will stay,” was her reply seconds later and my heart burst out in happiness. I took a deep

breath and grinned at my triumph.

“Tell me, you’re mine.”

Charged with my newfound purpose in life, I drove my hips harder and deeper into her.

She cried out, tossing her head back again, but she shouted too, “I’m yours!”

“Tell me, you’ll stay!” I continued pumping, giving my all. Maybe I was taking out my frustration on her,

but I was also pouring out my heart to her—something that I vowed never to do, but here I was

completely insane for this woman.

“I’ll stay! For you, Aero. I’ll stay…ahhhh!”

And then we both came; a tidal wave of sensation filled us whole. I growled. My wolf and lycan sides

howled. Serena also cried out her passion; her tone almost sounding like a real luna.

Be it a fae, or a vampire, a witch or a werewolf, or maybe just a human, I didn’t care. This woman,

she’s mine and I was going to protect her with all my life.

Serena

Post bliss in bed, Aero’s arms wrapped around me whilst nuzzling the crook of my neck, maybe

enjoying my scent or maybe just teasing me. I could feel his erection semi-hard, about to beg for

another round, but he was kind enough to give me rest.

“The snow moon ball celebration will be held tomorrow in preparation for its peak phase,” he informed.

Closing my eyes, I hummed, telling him I was listening.

“Do you have any ideas for the celebration?” he continued. “Something that’s new in the eyes of our

people?” He highlighted the word and I didn’t miss it.

Since I said I’d stay, he officially deemed us a royal couple, his real wife and queen. Not a fake

anymore. But, really, that moment when we first consummated our marriage, that sealed the deal for

me. I knew I wanted to stay for him.

Anyway, a wide smile quickly grew on my lips. I didn’t expect he’d ask my help or opinion, but it was a

welcomed change.

“Yes, I have,” I answered, angling my head towards him, “lots of them, Your Majesty. I would be happy

to help out with the preparations.”

“Good,” he said, then continued nuzzling and planting kisses on the bony part of my shoulder.

“I have invited all leaders of the realms to celebrate with us. I plan to introduce them to you. It’s high

time they meet the most stubborn woman to have ever contest me.”

I chuckled at his description of me. Stubborn? Sure. But I prefer to call it headstrong.

Now, it would be interesting to see all the big shots. After being exposed to the craziness of the

werewolf world, I probably wouldn’t be star-struck with the other magical beings.

“I reckon Lord Hale is exempted from the invitation?” I absentmindedly asked, but as soon as I said

that, his embrace on me tightened.

“Sere…na…” he drawled near my ear, “for mentioning his name especially while we’re in bed, you’ll get

a punishment.”

Lesson number one of being a werewolf lover: heck, they tend to be very possessive.

His semi-erect cock fully hardened and lengthened behind me. It was so obvious that before I could

even apologize for my mistake, he penetrated me in one move.

I gasped in surprise; my eyes turning to saucers.

Using his weight, he pushed me back so that I would still lay on my belly but my core accessible to him.

Then, he fucked me, hot and rough and fast. Probably the quickest quickie I had received from him.

The whole time, my face was pressed up against the pillow; my hands gripping the sheets while I made

lewd moans of pleasure.

This kind of punishment, I certainly loved.

“Ok…ay, ye…s, yes, I get…it,” I panted, still belly down after our delicious quickie ended.

Grabbing my shoulder, he pulled me back to face him.

He was already grinning, evilly I should add, taking pleasure of my mistake.

“Then to be even, won’t you tell me about Farryl?” I stated, finally getting the courage to mention her. A

woman with such solid hatred against him could have some backstory and I wanted to know.

“Did you break her heart long ago?” I continued.

He snorted and made a disapproving face. “Nothing of the sort, Serena.”

I elbowed myself up and observed him as he propped himself using two pillows.

“Farryl was a she-wolf doted to be one of the choices for the Alpha position in Jaxis,” he added. “She is

a childhood friend of Elijah. As to what their relationship was, only he knew, but I was aware she

adored the royal family. When it came to choosing who would inherit the Alpha position, I chose Kade

despite the council’s recommendation. With her strength, wit, and overall bearing, she was the obvious

choice, but I disregarded her.”

“Because she is a woman,” I filled in.

“Yes,” he replied with no hint of remorse. “I discriminated her. I didn’t want an Alpha she-wolf in my

kingdom.”

I scoffed at this and shook my head in disbelief. “Why am I not surprised?”

Huh. It seems the case is not about a woman’s unrequited love after all.

“When the time came to choose a successor for the guardianship position, Gastus, the previous

guardian under my father’s rule elected Farryl. Let’s just say I rejected her as Phanteon’s guardian.”

“Again, because she’s a woman,” I reiterated, slowly feeling sorry for Farryl.

“Correct,” he nodded, again with no hint of guilt in his eyes.

“She knew the reason why and was furious.”

“Makes sense to me.”

“Since my father had the last say, he accepted her and she became the guardian, but ever since the

ascension ceremony, I didn’t summon her nor did she report to me.”

I released a long sigh. God, now I wished the reason for her anger was because of a rejected love. I

could have handled that problem easily.

“Aero, you could try to be a little bit more considerate,” I remarked, trying to give him advice. He didn’t

seem to be offended by this, but he also didn’t show acceptance of my suggestion.

“Only to you, Serena,” he replied, then moved to seal my lips with his. “Only to you.”

Our kiss now was different than the others. It was full of gentleness and compassion. Of sadness and

longing. I couldn’t help but be curious again.

“Can I ask,” I muttered when I slowly withdrew from our kiss, “if it’s okay, what made you hate women?

I know partly it was because of your mother, but…um, you know what I mean.”

He clenched his jaw and returned to his side of the bed.

“I don’t want to talk about that now, Serena, but I will. Soon. Just…give me time.”

The light in his eyes somehow dimmed. The expression on his face turned solemn. I immediately felt

bad for bringing it up, but instead of apologizing, I stayed silent, deciding to let this gloomy moment

fade away until sleep gripped us.