The Alpha's Hunt Chapter 150

My skin was so warm I could fry an egg on my chest and Darian was fisting my shirt and pulling me in as close as physically possible. A burst of desire exploded inside me and all I knew at that moment was that I wanted him. I needed him.

But all he did was tease my skin with his hand whenever my shirt lifted, he never attempted to take it off. Fuck, I wanted him to rip it to shreds and tear off my bra- there was too much between us, I wanted to feel him. 

“Do it,” I whispered against him before I slammed my lips on his again.

A deep guttural groan peeled from his lips and he walked us back against the wall. He pushed a knee between my legs, spreading them apart, and pressed against me. 

He wanted it to, I could feel just how bad he wanted it so why wasn’t he doing anything about it?

I felt his hand slipping under my shirt and he grabbed my waist, sending a shiver up my spine and delighting the desperate need I had for his touch.

His fingers dug into my skin and I moaned into his mouth as our tongues tasted everything the other had to offer.

I pulled back for a breather and leaned my head back while writhing against him. 

“Please,” 

Darian let go of my shirt and cupped my cheek. 

“Not here. Come, I want to show you something,” 

“Now?” It came out a little more desperate than I intended but it would seem that desire had the upper hand.

He grinned, knowing just how much I ached for him and my arousal was hard to miss considering that was the only scent that filled our room.

“I promise you’ll like it,” he said hoarsely.

Darian held my hand and led me through the halls and around a few corners. He looked at me now and then as though he was expecting a reaction but I didn’t care if people could see us there, I wanted him to bend me over and fuck me against the railing.

It wasn’t until we stood outside a door that I had avoided like the plague that I realized the origin of his worry. 

We were in the more private wing, there were rarely any people walking around here. The maids were instructed to come on specific days and times, unlike the rest of the palace. I gulped and stepped back, Darian let go of my hand and allowed the distance I took from him and the room. He took out a key and unlocked the door before he let it swing open and revealed the chains and the ropes; the drawers with all the toys and the perfectly made bed with satin covers and cuffs wrist bands hanging from the crown.

He heaved a sigh and stood in the door frame.

“I want to show you what this room is meant for, pain was never its purpose. At least not the kind I put you through,” he reached out his hand for me to grab.

“Darian…i…” black dots were forming in my vision and I was getting lightheaded. The sounds of my screams and the pain when he marked me were all so vivid and the memory of it took place on that bed. Opposite of that was where he’d tied up Abby.

“…i…uhm…” I was swaying on my feet.

I wasn’t afraid of him but I was, of that part of him. 

I was helpless against that part of him. He walked closer, his steps thudded like echoes toward me  and he grabbed my hands

“I can make you calm but only if you want me to,” 

I want to experience him, the parts of him that I never got to know before all of the bad. He wouldn’t do that to me again, I was safe with him, I knew that but oh my god it was hard to accept it.

“Do it,” I looked at him through tear-filled eyes and felt my throat closing up.

“Relax, calm down, you’re safe.” His words landed in my ears like an order I couldn’t refuse. There was no disobeying or objecting, I couldn’t and I didn’t want to. 

My heart slowed down, my vision returned to normal and my throat opened up allowing the breaths to come and go like it were nothing.

“Good girl,” he wiped a tear from my cheek and led me to the door. 

I was calm, all of me was calm- my body at least but the events from that night were glued to my eye globes like a really bad movie, he couldn’t take them away. 

We walked to the bed and he stood in front of me. 

Darian leaned down and slid his tongue over the mark sending me into a frenzy that made me weak in the knees.

He lifted my shirt over my head and continued kissing me while he pulled down my pants. 

“Lay down,” he ordered softly. Everything he did was soft and gentle, but he was holding back and I knew that. Darian didn’t do gentle, he said so himself. 

I lay down and took a breath when the memories flashed before me like I was reliving them. 

“If you want me to stop at any given point you say stop and I will drop everything. You’re not stuck and I will not do anything that you’re not comfortable with. Are we clear?” 

I nodded in response.

He grabbed the straps and pulled them down before tying them behind my head. This was better, I wasn’t as spread out but I was still immobile. Deep breaths, Hazel. I scanned his face, every crease and muscle that moved when he focused on my hands.

“Stop,” 

He stopped immediately and started undoing the wristbands.

“No don’t, I just…I want to feel it. Take away the calm,” I said quietly.

His eyes narrowed and he kept his hand on my wrists.

“Are you sure?”

No.

“Yes,” I nodded.

He leaned down and my lips parted as they greeted his. 

“Feel everything,” he said with uncertainty above me. 

The emotions returned in waves but I closed my eyes and breathed. In and out, I have control, I decide what happens. I’m not in danger and he will not hurt me. 

I’m in control.

I’m in control.

I’m in control.

I opened my eyes and smiled timidly.

Darian got undressed and climbed over me. He kissed down my neck and left love bites down my breast and my waist. I writhed under him and wanted to grab him, run my fingers through his hair, and down his back but I couldn’t. My body moved against him as he kissed, nibbled, sucked, and grabbed with a mix of gentle and rough.

He grabbed my thighs and spread my legs. I didn’t have time to take it all in before my head fell back when his tongue slid out and he moved a finger between my folds.

He entered a finger and moved it in and out while he kissed back up my chest and took my stiffened nipple between his teeth.

Pleasure rippled through me and my moans filled the room. I couldn’t control my body, it was responding to his touch wherever he went and somehow he knew exactly where to touch to make me move. 

He entered another finger and my back arched off the bed. Once again his lips found mine but as I kissed him the moans pushed past my lips and he tasted my sounds on his tongue.

Just before I reached my climax he stopped and took out his fingers. I opened my eyes and lifted my neck but his lips teased mine with gentle strokes as he leaned back and became unreachable.

He lifted his fingers to my lips.

“Open,” 

I parted my lips and closed them around his fingers as he slid them into my mouth.

“You taste fucking amazing,” he groaned.

He replaced his fingers with his lips and grabbed my wrists with one hand and with the other, he took off his boxers. 

Holly hell. 

I’d seen him naked before but I never looked. Not until now. 

It was hard and big and without realizing it I was closing my legs and with that the entrance where would be stretching my walls and entering me in a way that has yet to be pleasurable.

Darian made three ’tsk’ sounds and pushed his knee between my legs, spreading them open and getting between while he raised one of my legs. 

“Don’t worry,” he leaned down to my lips and curled his fingers around my wrists.

“Tonight is all about you, we’re doing it right this time. I’ve been practicing patience, remember?” 

I grinned and pulled on the restrains to get closer to him but I was stuck.

“But you’re not a priest if I remember correctly,” 

He grabbed my lip between his teeth and pulled before dragging his lips down to my ear where a low growl rumbled from his chest. 

“Which is why tonight we’re making love, and once you feel comfortable and safe and you have learned all the ways that I can pleasure your body- I am going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for a week,”

I felt the tip of his cock by my opening and I drew in a sharp breath but I couldn’t help the challenging glint in my eyes that played over Darian’s words. 

“Is that so?”

“You ever wonder what it feels like to be a Belle?” He asked hoarsely and I nodded.

I had wondered. Of course, I had. 

He pulled down my lower lip with my thumb.

“One day you will beg me to stop being gentle and me, being your merciful King, will show you an entirely new way of pleasure. But for now, take a deep breath,”

He entered me and I winced as he stretched me out and my eyes rolled back into my head.