Protect Me Alpha King

44. Mark Me, Your Majesty

Alpha King Maxxwell's sudden shift in his mood puzzled me.

“I don’t understand what you are trying to say, Your Majesty. I don’t understand why your mood was

suddenly sour and moody. I thought you were already okay after I gave you and Lady Juliana the time

to catch up. I did not listen to your conversation. Unlike the time when you called for Nora.”

Alpha King Maxxwell’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “You listened to us?” he asked calmly, but the

shaking of his hands told me he was feeling the opposite.

Damn it. Why did I have to include Nora? I should learn how to filter my words around him.

Looking away, I muttered, “For a brief moment, Your Majesty. I was staying in the next room, but Nora

was…” I shrugged, not sure how to put my thoughts in words. “She’s quite expressive. Believe me, I

walked away after that and went to the watchtower and saw Sir Elijah. And besides, allow me to use

the opportunity to say that Sir Elijah and I did not date. We happened to be at the same time. We

shared the same favorite spot. If you want, you can bring Lady Juliana there to—”

“She already returned to her chamber after you left, River.”

That fast? Did nothing happen between them? Why did my heart jump with joy?

I put my hand on my mouth, faking a surprise.

“Oh. Is that so, Your Majesty? If I have known, I will be the one to humor you, Your Majesty.”

In an instant, he was suddenly on his feet, breaking the distance between us. His cedarwood scent and

a mixture of his aftershave scent hit my nostrils.

He leaned into my ears. “Humor me now, River. Divert my attention. Because my beast is on edge and

wanted to come out,” he whispered.

I gulped when I saw a shade of gold flash in his eyes and back to his standard eye color.

I hesitated. “Why would you be mad, Your Majesty? You had a great time with Lady Juliana, right? Or

did you not? That is why you are suddenly grumpy?”

His eyes searched for something, and when he could not see what he was looking for, he lifted my

chin. His breath fanned against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

Damn.

Why did he have this effect on me?

“My beast wanted you, River. You do not know how much self-control I am using right now not to kiss

you.”

My heart jumped as I tried to untangle his words. Then, my eyes shifted to his cherry lips, as soft as

cotton. Sensing my eyes' direction, he brushed his fingers on my lips.

“I am not your mate nor your whore, Your Majesty.”

A gasp escaped my lips when he angled my face from side to side and sniffed my neck. A couple of

times. As if he could not get over my scent.

“Your smell drives me crazy, River.”

Putting my hands on his chest, I said, “Y-Your Majesty…are you okay? Do you want someone to warm

your bed?”

Pulling back, he looked at me. “Warm it instead for me.” His voice was in pain.

I saw an opportunity. “I will do it.”

“You will?” he asked, not believing my words. “Can you?”

Drawing a breath, I answered, “Yes, Your Majesty. I can do whatever Nora can do. I can please you. I

will learn. I’m a fast learner. But in exchange, you will mark me as your mate.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Mark you?”

“That’s what we discussed when we were still at Haverstone Pack, Your Majesty, that you will mark me.

But until now, you are not doing what you promised.”

He turned his back to me and paced back and forth. Then he stopped. “Why do you want me to mark

you badly?”

The answer was simple. I wanted power and authority.

“If I bear your mark, Your Majesty, everyone will fear me. They will not do anything that would make you

furious. They will think I am your mate even if I am not, Your Majesty.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Are you willing to sell your body because of that?”

I sighed. “That may be small to you, Your Majesty, but for someone like me who always experienced

nothing but being bullied, it would be a small victory.”

“You tend to forget that I am betrothed to Lady Juliana. You—”

With great determination, I closed the distance between us and kissed him on his lips, making him

silent. I kissed him with so much passion. Our tongues were dancing in a soundless music that only the

two of us could hear.

My heart was racing against my ribcage as if it was running.

I parted my lips, welcoming him more, and boy, did he make himself comfortable inside my mouth.

For someone like me who hadn't kissed anyone except the alpha king, I wondered if I was doing a fine

job. I had no idea. The alpha king never said anything about it.

A moan escaped my lips when the alpha king kneaded my bosom, cupping them using his hands. Not

wanting to be defeated, I slipped my hands inside his clothes and touched every corner of his muscles

until they finally rested on the hardness between his legs. He was rock-hard.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath. Which made me chuckle.

I ran my hands into his thick and long hair, pressing myself against his body.

A specific part of me forgot why I was kissing him. It was supposed to achieve my goal, but as I was

already wet for him, everything vanished, and the only thing I wanted right now was to own him without

any mind if he was betrothed.

He groaned under my kisses and pressed himself on mine even more.

Was this the reason why Nora wanted the alpha king? Was this the reason why women wanted him?

He kissed me with enthusiasm, making my mind mindless.

Gasping, the alpha king pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. His warm breath made me

shiver as my mind continued grasping the different emotions I was feeling.

I leaned in again to kiss him, and he had no problems returning my kisses.

Catching my breath, I said, “How is that, Your Majesty? How do you like my kisses?” I released my

hand on his rock-hard member, which made him groan in frustration.

The alpha king tried to grab my hand to return it to his shaft, but I stubbornly did not allow him.

I smiled wickedly. “I can be better than Nora and Lady Juliana and all your sex slaves. I can surpass

their skill in pleasuring you. I can be your whore, Your Majesty.” I angle my neck, exposing my neck.

“Marked me as yours, Your Majesty. In exchange for my body.”

As if in a trance, the alpha king’s mouth was on my neck, and I inhaled deeply.

I froze when his tongue sharpened, scraping my neck, but I smiled again.

“You’re playing a dangerous game with me, River. You are nothing but a child in my eyes. Can you take

me? You're so small. Fragile. I'm afraid I will only break you in the end.”

My eyes went down to his bulging shaft. "Then, can you do something about that? As of the moment,

only can I make you comfortable."

Cheeks reddening, he said, "That's not your worry anymore."

An alpha king blushing was a sight to behold. He almost looked...cute.

Shaking my head, I reminded myself that everything was purely business.

I fisted on my clothes and ripped them, exposing my cleavage. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Look at my body, Your Majesty. This body is no longer that of a child. You can have everything. Mark

me, Your Majesty.”

The alpha king inhaled deeply, his pupils dilated.

"You're not making this easier, River," he breathed.

I ripped my clothes away, leaving nothing but my undergarments. I had never felt this exposed in my

entire life.

Still smiling, I said, "There's nothing easy in life, Your Majesty."

I pulled his hair into my neck, never feeling his resistance. The alpha king nibbled my neck as if he was

hungry for me.

There.

I did not care if I would sacrifice my body as long as I could get my goal.

"Mark me, Your Majesty. Go on," I urged.