Page 84 of King Alejandro

“Are we just going to stay angry at each other?” I asked, my voice sounding dangerously cold.

“I don’t want to… just let me bring the boy home,” she pleaded, standing up. That dress of hers wrapped around her curves like it was fucking made for her, emphasising her waist, curvy hips, and those fucking tits that I loved so fucking much.

I raked a hand through my hair, wanting to ignore her, but wasn’t she the voice of reason in my life? If she was being so stubborn about something…

Compassionate and loving. That was what Kiara was. Her heart was equally as pure as her thoughts were dirty in bed.

I glanced back at her as she walked over to me, and to my fucking surprise, she joined her hands together in front of me, making my heart thud with a fucking storm of emotions. Was this that fucking important to her?

“I’m begging you. Please show him that humanity exists. Don’t let the darkness cloud his heart. For me, for Kat, and for Rafael. Show him that kindness exists. He is only a child. Mine or someone else’s, I can’t let this happen. It’s killing me inside, Alejandro.” Her voice cracked as she swallowed hard, staring at me.

No. I’d never understand that level of love. Yeah, I cared for my own… for my race… but… for the child of an enemy? I wouldn’t hurt him. I wasn’t hurting him. I didn’t like the fact that his father had hurt him… but he was being taken care of, so why should I bring him into my home?

The powers of a djinn were immeasurable. What if he used the boy as a fucking medium or some shit? They were capable of far more than we knew.

It was my suspicion and protectiveness of my family on the one hand, with Kiara’s heart, happiness, and conscience on the other. I exhaled in frustration, placing my hands over hers and lowering them.

“The only time I like you begging is when you’re dripping wet and begging for me to fuck you, one way or another. Why is this affecting you so fucking deeply, Amore Mio?” I asked quietly, kissing her hands as I pulled her close.

“He’s been through so much, and he doesn’t deserve this,” she whispered, trying to blink back her tears. I frowned but nodded in fucking defeat, exhaling in frustration.

“Fine. If this is what you want. First thing in the mornin-”

“Now?” She asked, tilting her head, a pout on those gorgeous lips. I clenched my jaw.

“Who’s the fucking King?”

“You are.” She smiled.

“Who fucking bows to his Queen,” I growled in annoyance as she quickly put the heels that she had kicked off back on.

Bring the boy to the mansion,I commanded the guards on duty outside his room through the link.

Yes, Alpha,came the prompt reply.

She smiled at me as she walked back into my arms and hugged me tightly. Just the way I liked it. Mine for fucking forever.

“I’m sorry for being stubborn,” she whispered, kissing my neck over my mark.

“Yeah? No point in fucking apologising after you got what you wanted,” I replied, scowling. I squeezed her ass and pressed her straight into me. She fitted so fucking perfectly…

“You only agreed because you know it’s the right thing to do,” she replied softly.

“Yeah, maybe.” I pulled two pins from her hair and slid the hair tie out, letting her hair cascade down around her shoulders. “You looked beautiful tonight.”

“Thanks,” she replied, trailing her fingers down my chest. It took my all not to fucking react to her touch. “Shall we go get him?”

“He’s on his way,” I replied, frowning slightly, only for her to yank me down by the neck and kiss me hard.

Had I ever mentioned I fucking love it when she gets like this? There was not a sexier woman on the fucking planet, and she was mine.

I gripped her hips tighter, kissing her back harder, dominating the kiss. Her sweet minty breath and the taste of her mouth were fucking perfect. A soft moan escaped her, and I turned us, slamming her up against the wall. I wanted to fucking yank her dress up and devour every fucking inch of her. Why fucking not?

Kissing her hard, I wrenched her dress up, making her whimper.

“Alejandro… we…”

She moaned when I kissed her neck, sucking hard over her mate mark as she writhed with pleasure in my arms, her arousal perfuming the air. Placing a kiss on her cleavage, I bent down and spread her legs, lifted one over my shoulder, and pushed aside her tiny panties, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal deeply.