The Alpha King's Mistress Chapter 82: Read Part 2

He pushed two fingers past my entrance, and my hands lowered to tug at his hair.

“You like that, huh?” he laughed.

His husky laugh filled the room, and the burst of his hot air hit my tender nub. I squirmed, attempting to increase the pressure. The wet sound of his fingers stroking in and out drove me higher in intense pleasure.

“Come for me, baby.”

Promise shimmered in his words. I sucked in a hoarse breath, and when his mouth closed over my clitoral area and I sucked, I released it in a scream. Pleasure ripped through me, darting down my legs as he continued to drink it. I was in a haze and too occupied with his tongue in my center to think about anything else. After my thighs relaxed for a moment, Nicholas removed his fingers and swiftly pulled me towards him, spreading my legs urgently.

His hands went to his shirt, and without taking his gaze off me, he started undoing the buttons and throwing it away along with his tie, letting me have my fill of his gorgeous and rigged body.

I unknowingly licked my lips, suddenly wanting to taste them. Then he started undoing his belt, and in a matter of seconds, I was seeing his big and thick cock pointing at my entrance, glistening with precum.

“That’s a monster size,” I gasped, staring at his clearly erected member.

He let out a husky chuckle that sent tingles on my skin. “I know you love this monster inside you.”

My cheeks are an impossible crimson. “What—”

“Let’s rip these off, shall we? ”He cut me off, and before I could protest, he had already ripped my dress.

“Hey!”

“Removing this from you will take seconds, Florence, and I don't have the time for that.”

The primal need in his face had made me swallow in anticipation. Cool air washed over my breasts, making my already sensitive nipples tighten.

“You’re gorgeous,” he said while he studied me with his face intent and hungry. He nudged my legs apart.

Without letting me take a breath, he buried himself in one seamless stroke. I can feel my pussycat stretched to accommodate his enormous, hot flesh clinging and massaging his shaft. It feels so long since I have had him inside of me.

"Ohhh,” I moaned.

“We can go slow another time, baby,” he whispered, then he moved fiercely through me, thrust after thrust, making the table creak. Thank God it was drilled into the floor.

“You are so tight and swallow me like you have my cock inside of you,” he rasped against my ear while pounding on my center, and I could only respond with a loud moan.

His dirty talk just made me feel even hotter. The thought of me naked at the top of a table in the library while he was pounding into me was making me dizzy with pleasure. With each hard stroke, a purr of pleasure escaped my lips. I enjoyed the rumble of sound and vibration in his chest as he drove forward.

“Wrap your legs around me, baby,” he demanded while still moving inside me.

I moaned in a breathy voice, “Like this? ”

“Yeah. Perfect.” He slipped his hand between our bodies and gave my clit some extra attention. “Now, let me hear you scream my name, Florence.”

I took a deep breath and let out a scream as he began thrusting hard and fast into me, forcing me to clutch his back, my fingernails digging into his flesh. Our breaths came faster, our hearts pounding in sync. I could feel his cock swelling inside me and my muscles twitch violently.

“Nicholas! ”I scream his name as I climax, and he follows, exploding inside me.

We were breathing hard, and sweat lingered in our skin. He suddenly leaned down and buried his face in the crook of my neck, sucking my skin while slowly moving inside me.

"S-stop,” I rasped, my voice rough as I tried to push him.

He chuckled, “Stop? When you're clenching me so hard huh?”

With one last nip on my neck that I knew would leave Mark, Nicholas slipped from me. I could feel our cum running down my legs when he pulled out. We just stared at each other, lost in our thoughts for a moment.

We both knew that it was impossible for me to get pregnant. Maybe that’s the reason he didn't wear condoms from the start. Only mated couples can procreate; unless he puts his mark on me, I will never get pregnant.

I forced my gaze away from him and was about to sit up when he stopped me.

“Stay still,” he groaned. To my surprise, he took out a black handkerchief and started gently wiping my thighs.

I shut my eyes because his soft touch just made me aching for him again. Well, I am still sensitive. I heard him chuckle and give my thighs a squeeze before pulling me to sit up. He extended his white shirt, and I let him button it for me. His shirt was so big that it covered my thighs.

"Thanks,” I said, and I was about to jump when he suddenly gathered me in his arms. My eyes were wide as I instinctively looped my arms around his neck.

“I can walk, you know,” I stammered, even though my center was protesting because, well, it was sore from how big he was.

He raised an amused brow before smirking, "Yeah, right,” before dropping his suit jacket on me.

“Cover yourself”

I complied with my shaky hands. When I was done, I expected for him to walk but he stayed still, making me frown.

“What?”

He shakes his head and pulls his suit jacket down to cover the skin on my legs, making me chuckle. He then gently brought my neck down to the crook of his neck. I can feel his warmth against me; I can feel his muscles freely against my hands.

“Don't move away from there unless you want the other to show how many marks I left on your beautiful tits.”

“Yes, sir,” I unknowingly replied, feeling that another fire of desire was building within me.

I felt him tighten his hold on me. “If you think calling me like that sounds innocent...” he squeezed my buttcheeks. “You’ve got another thing coming, Florence.”

I just smiled because, deep in my heart, I wanted more of him. He started to walk towards the door when my eyes landed on the floor.

“Wait! We should get those.” I pointed to our clothes on the floor.

He casually said, “The maids will clean those.”

“No, we can clean them ourselves. It was embarrassing.”

He laughed, kissing the tip of my nose, completely leaving me stunned. “I am sure from how you scream and call my name, I think they know what to expect here. Don't worry”

I hit his chest, making him smirk at me, continuing on to walk towards the door like I weighed nothing.

Maybe I was really too loud earlier. Argh, is this library not soundproof?