Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Chapter 143

Maximus's POV

I stared down at her, sprawled across my sheets like every filthy dream I'd ever had come to life. Emilia. My Emilia. Lips swollen from sucking me, cheeks flushed, nipples hard and begging for my mouth. Her thighs were still trembling from what she'd just done to me, and fuck if that didn't make me harder than steel all over again.

I couldn't wait another second.

I crashed my mouth onto hers, kissing her like I was starving. My hand wrapped around her throat, not tight, just enough for her to feel who she belonged to. She moaned into me, the sound vibrating against my palm, and I squeezed a little harder, just to hear it again. Her tongue tangled with mine, desperate, needy. I swallowed every little noise she gave me.

My other hand found her breast, heavy and perfect, and I squeezed hard. She arched off the bed, pressing herself deeper into my grip, and I rolled her nipple between my fingers until it was a tight little peak. She was shaking already, my sweet, greedy queen.

I dragged my hand lower, over the soft curve of her stomach, between her thighs. Fuck, she was soaked. My fingers slid through her easily, coated in her slick heat, and she jerked against me, moaning louder into my mouth.

I pulled back just enough to speak against her lips. "You're so fucking wet, baby." My voice came out rough, almost feral. "Did you get this wet while my cock was down your throat?"

She whimpered, nodding fast, eyes glassy. "Yes...yes."

That was all I needed.

I kissed down her jaw, her throat, biting just hard enough to leave little marks. Mine. I moved lower, mouth closing over one nipple. I sucked hard, then caught it between my teeth and tugged. She cried out, back bowing off the bed, fingers digging into my shoulders. I did it again to the other one, harder, until she was panting my name like a prayer.

Then lower.

I kissed over her ribs, her belly, spreading her thighs wide with my hands. When I finally settled between them, her pussy was right there, pink, glistening, swollen for me. I looked up the length of her body. Her chest was heaving, eyes locked on me, lips parted.

I blew a slow breath across her clit, just like she'd done to me.

Emilia whimpered, hips twitching. "Maximus..."

"So sensitive," I murmured, smirking. I hooked my hands under her knees and dragged her to the edge of the bed, throwing her legs over my shoulders. She was completely open to me now, trembling.

I leaned in and gave her one slow, sensual kiss right on her pussy lips to lips. She moaned loud, thighs trying to close around my head, but I held them open easily.

"Stay still, baby," I growled, then lightly bit down on her clit.

She screamed, arching clean off the bed. "Please—more—"

Fuck yes.

I kissed her again, then sealed my mouth over her and sucked. My tongue flicked fast, then slow, then fast again. I brought my hand up and rubbed tight circles over her clit while I devoured her. She tasted like heaven and sin mixed together.

Her hands flew to my hair, tugging hard, pulling me closer. She tried to squirm away when it got too intense, but I locked my arms around her thighs and held her right where I wanted her.

"Maximus—fuck—don't stop—"

I didn't. I ate her harder, tongue thrusting inside her, then back to her clit, rubbing faster. My free hand moved up, squeezing one full breast, pinching her nipple. I glanced up. Her eyes were rolled back, mouth open, completely gone.

Perfect.

I pulled my hand from her breast and brought it down and slapped right on her clit.

She exploded.

A sharp cry tore out of her as she came hard, squirting all over my face, my tongue, my chin. I growled in pure satisfaction and licked her clean, every drop, until she was shaking and gasping for air.

When I finally pulled back, her eyes were blown wide, chest rising and falling like she'd run a marathon. I crawled up her body slow, kissing her neck, nipping softly at the spot just below her ear.

"You okay, my queen?" I whispered.

She could only nod, still dazed.

I sat back on my heels and pulled her up with me, turning her so her back was to my chest. She melted against me, soft and pliant. I wrapped one arm around her waist, the other guiding her hips.

"You ready to take me, baby?" I breathed against her ear.

Her answer was a broken moan as she threw her head back onto my shoulder.

Fuck, I almost came right there.

She reached down between us, lined me up, and sank down slow. So goddamn slow. The heat of her, the tight grip, I hissed, fingers digging into her hips. She took every inch until I was buried to the hilt, her ass flush against me.

"Emilia... fuck..."

She started moving, rolling her hips, riding me reverse like she was born for it. I groaned, hands sliding up to cup her breasts, squeezing hard. My tongue traced the shell of her ear, then the curve where neck meets shoulder. My fangs ached, they'd dropped without me even noticing.

I grazed them over her skin, not breaking it yet, just teasing.

She went wild.

"Maximus—" she gasped, moving faster, grinding down harder. "Do it. Mark me. Please."

I snarled, losing the last thread of control. My hand dropped between her thighs, finding her clit again, rubbing fast and rough.

"Maximus—Maximus—I'm gonna—"

"Come for me, baby," I growled, fangs pressing harder. "Come all over my cock."

She shattered.

Her whole body locked up, pussy clenching around me so tight I saw stars. She screamed my name, coming hard, and I thrust up into her, once, twice then pulled out.

I flipped her fast, her back hitting the sheets, legs spread wide. Her eyes went huge when she saw me above her, fangs fully out, eyes glowing gold.

The beast was done playing gentle.

I grabbed her ankles, pushed her knees to her chest, and lined myself up.

"Hold on tight, my queen," I snarled.

And then I slammed home.