The Alpha King Marked Me. I Still Haven't Told Him I'm A Girl

Chapter 125: One Hundred & Twenty Five

His pace increases, but the rhythm never breaks. And I light up from inside so swiftly, I do not register the climax until it carves my body off the bed. Lucien’s voice is a distant lull. "Walk me through the security detail within the walls of the castle.""I..." Small pants. " I haven’t gotten close enough to see the wall, have not been let outside the castle quite yet." He tugs down the neckline of my chemise and I gasp, eyes rolling back in my head as he sucks my nipple into his mouth and bites, as if my answer warrants a punishment.

I moan, eyes shutting as I feel the tension brewing again, and when he lifts my hips, angling them higher to take in a third finger, I come with such staggering force, it makes me light-headed.

His pulls out of me then, and I catch a gleam of violet before he raises his head, drawing on my lips sweetly. First the top lip, and then the bottom. Every inch of me quivers, inflamed by the precious contact. I roll my hips, arching closer as his fingers pump harder, deeper. The lick saturates the air like some carnal sin and a purr rumbles deep in my belly.

"Tell me why you taste like another," he grunts. "Have you been letting people inside my mouth, Valka?"

Being Rafael’s concubine, pretending to be completely enamoured by him has been tasking. He’s been... charming, to say the least. Perhaps, a woman who hadn’t watched him torture her physically and emotionally might have fallen for it, but the gifts, making sure I am well fed, even if I am pretty sure my food is still being sprinkled with substances that dull my senses, and visiting my chamber every night to ’tuck me in’, when in fact, he’s been trying to push the boundaries and get into my pants, it’s been appalling.o fuck you in a dream?"

"Very," I say in a breathy whimper, stroking again. "But that has never stopped you before."

I feel him smile against me. "Naughty."

But he doesn’t. He just murmurs against the curve of my ear. "I am beyond disappointed in myself for being unable to maintain this for much longer." My eyes fly open and I see the edges of my vision begin to fray. I cling to him tightly, hesitant to let go, or open my eyes and return back to a world he isn’t in. He laughs softly. "Tell me if I need to die often or experience something close to have you be this sweet and gentle with me."

I mumble something inaudible against the front of his jacket. But in truth, I hide my tears from him. What if this is never over? What if something goes wrong? I’ve read enough books to know that when people often say things like that, they die. Or they don’t make it to the end.

"There’s a dungeon below the castle," he says suddenly as I feel consciousness stir inside me and the world outside begin to grow into a distant, steady hum. "A tunnel used to through, leading just outside the walls. I need you to find out if it still exists."