Chapter 26 Call me daddy
Aurora's:
"I said get down on your knees and suck me," he ordered.
I stared at him in complete disbelief. The nerve of this man was astounding. How could he possibly think he could come into my private room, after I just caught him having an intimate bath with another woman, and order me around like a servant? Did he really think I was that big of a fool?
I decided to show him exactly what I thought of his order: I ignored him. I didn't say a word. I turned my back on him and walked over to my dressing mirror. I picked up a bottle of rose-scented spray and began misting my hair, taking my time to fold it into a tight, neat bun.
Then, I picked up my jar of moisturizer. I moved slowly, making sure he watched every single movement I made. I scooped out the cream and began rubbing it over my legs, my fingers gliding over my skin with a soft, steady rhythm. I kept my eyes on him through the mirror, watching his jaw clench as I moved the cream up my thighs.
"Are you doing this on purpose?" he asked. His voice was low, vibrating with a dangerous edge. "You do know I own you. And not just you, but every woman in Prussia. I can call anyone I want to come fuck me at any second."
I still didn't answer him. I reached for the ties of my garment and let it slip to the floor. I poured a pool of expensive oil into my palms and rubbed them together to warm it up. I began to massage it into my breasts, my thumbs circling my nipples slowly, before moving my hands down to my core. I spread my legs slightly, rubbing the oil everywhere. The scent of the moisturizer and the oil began to fill the room, thick and sweet.
"Aurora, do you want me to use my Alpha command on you?" he asked, his voice rising. "Or will you come to me right now?"
"I thought you said you owned all the ladies in Prussia," I countered. I finally looked at him through the reflection in the glass. "If that’s true, why not call one of them to come fuck you? Why are you still standing in my room?"
I could see the pure frustration and anger written all over his face. He looked like a man about to explode.
He didn't stop stroking himself. His eyes were dark and fixated on me. "Okay, fine. You don't want to fuck me? Then fuck yourself right there and make sure you cum while I watch."
"Is that the explanation you are supposed to give me?" I stood up, my voice finally snapping with anger. "Or am I really just a toy to you? No, wait—I am just a temporary Luna, so I guess I have no right to hear anything the King has to say."
He stood up suddenly, his massive frame towering over me. "Do you actually dare to raise your voice at the King?"
"What King? You are a bad King!" I yelled.
"What did you just say to me?"
He moved with blurring, supernatural speed. Before I could even blink, his hand was wrapped around my neck and he had me pinned firmly against the wall. "Repeat what you just said."
"I said you are a fucking bad beast! You are a monster! No wonder all your mates left you!"
He looked like he was going to snap my neck. His eyes were glowing a terrifying gold, but he held himself back. Instead of hitting me, he punched the wall right beside my head. The wood splintered and cracked under his fist. Then, he crashed his lips against mine.
The kiss was hard, punishing, and desperate. I tried to struggle against his grip, trying to fight the way my heart started to race. I told myself I wasn't going to fall for this. I wasn't going to let him win. But my mind was already betraying me. God, kiss me more, I thought.
"More!" I screamed when he suddenly pulled away, leaving me breathless.
"If you want more, you have to beg for it," he commanded, his chest heaving. "Get on your knees and beg for it."
Immediately, my knees hit the floor. My pride was screaming at me. Get up, walk out, don't do this, I told myself, but the need for him was too strong. "Sorry, self," I whispered under my breath to my own conscience as I reached out and took his hard, curved dick into my mouth.
It was beyond magnificent. This was my first time, and it was the King's. He tasted like power, heat, and woodsmoke. I stroked the length of him with my hands while my tongue circled the cap.
"Argh, Aurora..." He gripped my hair tighter, his knuckles brushing against my scalp as he moved my head at the pace he wanted. I could tell he was losing his mind just as much as I was. I gulped him down, holding on as he thrust into my mouth until I felt the hot, thick burst of his release. I pulled back, swallowed every bit of him, and then went back to milk every last drop.
I wiped my lips with the back of my hand and looked up at him. "Fuck me, please. But this time, I want no distractions. I want you to fuck me until I beg you to stop. Fuck me until the whole palace hears me scream. Fuck me, Your Majesty."
"Beg for it," he said, his eyes dark with pure lust. "Tell me how much you want me. Worship me. Dance for me. And then I will fuck you."
I was pissed off, but I wasn't in control of my body anymore. The need to feel him inside me was much bigger than my pride. "Please, Your Majesty... I beg your pardon. Please fuck me."
He didn't wait. He lifted me up, ripped my thin gown away until it was rags, and placed me on the table. "Spread your legs wide for me. I need to have a taste."
I opened myself up for him. He used his fingers to explore me, tasting my nectar with a low groan. "Good. You belong to me."
He finally positioned himself between my legs. I closed my eyes, expecting him to go slow like the first time, but he didn't. He went in forcefully, all at once. He lifted my hips and started thrusting with a violent, hungry speed.
"Argh! Your... Your... Ahhh!" I moaned. My eyes rolled back into my head.
"Moan for me. Call me Daddy. Call my name," he demanded, his pace getting even harder.
"Ugh... Oh, this is so good!"
"Tell me how much you like it. If you want me to stop, I can stop right now," he teased. I could feel his Alpha power fueling every movement.
"Please don't stop! Please! Fuck...!" I moaned.
He suddenly grabbed me and dropped me onto the bed. "Turn," he commanded.
I turned over onto my stomach, and he spanked my ass hard. "Bend."
"Your wish is my command, Daddy. Just worship my pussy."
I felt his tongue moving up and down my core, sending shocks through my body. Then, one, two, three fingers entered me all at once, stretching me out. "Argh! Goddess!"
He pulled out suddenly, making me whimper. "Why did you stop? Please! Put your dick back into my pussy! Fuck me, please!"
He seemed to enjoy my begging. He entered me from behind while I stayed bent over like a dog. He spanked me again, his hands reaching underneath to find my clitoris. He rubbed it rhythmically while he hammered into me from behind.
"Fuck! I... I am going to cum!" I begged, my hands gripping the sheets.
"Cum for me, baby," he said, his pace becoming frantic and wild. "It's my pussy. It belongs to m
e... and it's just too sweet. Argh!"
He let out a final, powerful moan. One last thrust vibrated through my entire body as he released his seed deep inside of me.