Page 6 of King Alejandro

You really do like to tease him,I mind-linked him with amusement.

I fucking do, I won’t deny that,he replied.But I also want to fuck you day in and day fucking out. Not my fault he has an issue with that.

I kissed his lips. The taste of chocolate cake lingered in his mouth, and I sighed. Perhaps that letter was just… I didn’t know, but whatever it was, everything seemed okay. Everyone was happy…

I pushed the feeling of unease away, but even then, I knew I couldn’t ignore that someone had placed it there… or it had been done by magic. Either way, I needed to tell Alejandro. I opened my mouth, but once again I felt blank, unable to form the letters. The more I thought about it, the more the words became jumbled. Just then, Dad and Mom came over, making me give up on my futile attempt.

“So, Marcel didn’t come again?” Dad asked quietly, his eyes on Mom before he looked at us.

I frowned slightly, looking up at Alejandro with concern. Marcel was Alejandro’s other brother; however, due to a complicated past, his son, Leo, who had turned seventeen, had begun to hate the rest of the family. Especially his cousin Rayhan…

“No. I don’t think we’ll be seeing him on any future occasion,” Alejandro said coldly, and although his face was emotionless, it was something that caused him enough worry and concern. Despite how cold and uncaring he often looked or may appear, he was one of the most attentive and loving people I knew. I placed a hand on his chest, and he looked down at me, giving me a cold smirk that told me he was fine.

“He’ll come around,” Dad said quietly.

“I’m not going to fucking count on it, but I’ll keep trying,” Alejandro replied, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

Night blanketed thewoods, and everyone had left. I had just put the girls to bed and walked over to the window, satisfied to see that patrol was posted right outside.

Breathe, Kia, it’s nothing...But then why couldn’t I even speak about the letter? Something was up…

I glanced at the sleeping girls on the bed before I left the room, closing the door silently behind me when someone suddenly grabbed my arms and spun me around, my back slamming against a hard chest. It took me a fraction of a second before the sparks that coursed through me gave away who my attacker was.

“It’s rude to manhandle people, Mr Rossi,” I scolded with a pout.

“It’s a fucking crime to look so fucking sexy, too, Mrs Rossi,” he growled back, making me giggle breathlessly.

“Oh yeah? How will you punish me for my crime then?” I challenged him seductively, turning my head to stare up at him. I didn’t miss how his eyes flashed as he dragged his gaze away from my breasts.

“How about I fucking show you?” I smiled. The letter flashed in my mind, and I glanced back at the girls’ bedroom. “You’re still worried... I’ve had the men do a thorough search of the area. You need to relax.” He kissed my neck softly, and I closed my eyes, leaning into his hold.

“Maybe…” I breathed. My core clenched in anticipation.

“Allow me to help…” he whispered huskily.

His hands grabbed my boobs as he squeezed them, his lips attacking my neck with sensual, illicit kisses that sent sparks of pleasure erupting through me. He lifted me up bridal style and carried me swiftly down the hall to our room, kicking the door shut behind us and locking it before he walked over to the bed and dropped me onto it unceremoniously.

I gasped, my breasts bouncing. That sexy, cocky smirk on his lips told me he was about to fuck me the way I liked best: Alejandro style. I bit my lip, the burning desire of want pooling in my core. I could smell my arousal perfuming the air, and from the way his eyes glowed red, I knew it was getting to him, too.

“You are already wet, and I haven’t even punished you,” he remarked arrogantly as he leaned over me, pinning my wrists to the bed.

I let my mental barrier down, letting him know exactly how much I wanted him. How I wanted to take his cock in my mouth and milk him until he had nothing left to offer.

“Keep going with those fucking dirty thoughts, and I’ll be fucking you until you black out, Amore Mio,” he growled threateningly, gazing down at my body. The look of pure animalistic hunger on his handsome face only made me crave him even more.

“Punish me, Alpha,” I moaned, reaching up to kiss him. One of his hands wrapped around my throat, pinning me to the bed, and he smirked.

“Not so fast.”

His tongue traced my lips, making my core throb, but he didn’t kiss me, simply moving away and placing rough, sensual kisses down my jaw before he sat back, releasing my hands and yanking my dress down from my breasts. His eyes darkened with approval as he admired my boobs.

“Fuck, you’re divine…” he growled before ripping my dress off completely. The fabric chafed my skin as he left me in nothing but my tiny nude thong. He delivered a sharp tap to my breasts, pinching my nipple and making me whimper.

“Fuck, Al…” I whimpered. He squeezed my breast, his mouth taking the other nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. “Goddess…”

Pleasure coursed through me, accompanied by that sting of pain that only added to how good it felt. He went lower, his tongue running along my under-boob tattoo before he bit into my waist, sucking hard. His other hand continued to play with my nipple, twisting it and making me whimper. The closer he got to my lower regions the wetter I became, yet he took his time devouring every inch of my body, save my pussy.

“Fuck, don’t tease me, Alejandro,” I moaned as he ran his tongue sensually along my inner thighs.