The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 130

ARIA

The sound of the door closing feels definitive, as if we've just sealed ourselves off from the rest of the world. It's only us now, and the air between us is charged with something intense and yearning.

Jace steps closer, his presence almost overpowering as he positions himself between my legs. My pulse quickens as his hands rest on my thighs, slowly pushing my dress upward. The fabric gathers at my waist, leaving me exposed to his eager gaze. The warmth of his touch sends a thrill through me, stirring a deep longing within.

"You look incredible, my Queen," he says, his voice heavy with desire. "Are you ready for this?" His words send a shiver down my spine, and I can't suppress a quiet gasp.

"Jace, my King," I murmur, my hands reaching for his shoulders. His lips brush against my neck, making my breath catch as I give in to the moment.

"What do you want, sweetheart?" he whispers, his breath warm against my ear. "Tell me." My body trembles under his touch, aching for him. "I need you now, my King," I say, my voice raw with urgency. I'm already so ready, yearning for him, unable to wait any longer.

Jace lets out a low, rough chuckle. "We don't have much time, my Queen. This will be quick and intense." I nod, eager, a soft sound escaping me. "Yes, Jace," I breathe, as his fingers slip under the edge of my lace underwear, pulling it away. The cool air touches my skin, but the heat of his hands ignites a fire of anticipation within me.

His hands explore my body, gliding over my curves, his thumbs brushing against me through the fabric. I arch toward him, craving more, my body pulsing with need.

He eases the straps of my dress down, baring my skin, and his lips find me, drawing a sharp gasp from my lips. My fingers tangle in his hair as I lose myself in the sensation.

I'm already so ready, my body responding as his fingers tease me, moving with deliberate slowness, then quickening, pushing me closer to the edge. My breaths grow louder, my hips moving instinctively against his hand. "Jace," I gasp, feeling the tension build, desperate for him to fill me completely.

He pulls back just enough to undo his pants, the sound of his belt hitting the floor making my heart race. He's ready, and the sight of him sends a jolt through me. I bite my lip, my body tightening in anticipation. I want him so badly, and I don’t even need to say it.

Jace grips my hips, turning me around so I'm bent over the desk, my dress still bunched at my waist. I feel exposed, vulnerable, yet so eager. His hands caress my skin, firm and possessive, and I let out a soft sound as his fingers brush against me again, testing my readiness.

He leans over me, kissing the back of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. Then, without warning, he enters me, the sudden stretch sharp but thrilling. I bite my lip to stifle a cry, my body adjusting to him. "Wow," I breathe, as he pauses, letting me feel every inch of him.

"That's it, my Queen," he murmurs with a smile. "Take me as if you're mine." He starts slowly, each movement careful, giving me time to adjust to the position.

My hands grip the desk, fingers pressing into the wood as waves of pleasure build within me. I'm trembling, already on the brink, and he's only just begun.

"Don't stop, my King," I whisper, my voice unsteady as he increases his pace.

"Keep going." His movements grow stronger, deeper, hitting every sensitive spot that drives me wild. My body tightens around him, the friction sending sparks through me.

I'm losing myself, my breaths mingling with his as we chase that deep, primal connection together.

His hands slide up my sides, cupping me again, his touch firm until I gasp. The blend of intensity and pleasure pushes me closer, my body tightening.

"Aria," he groans, his rhythm unrelenting now, moving with a force that shakes the desk. I'm so close, my body aching for release as the tension mounts.

I can feel him growing more urgent, his control slipping as he moves with more intensity. The sound of our bodies meeting fills the room, raw and unfiltered.

My breaths turn to soft cries, my body trembling as the peak hits, washing over me like a tidal wave. I'm shaking, barely holding on, but he isn't finished yet.

Jace continues, pushing through my release, prolonging every shiver. I'm still sensitive, yet I can't help wanting more. "Keep going," he urges, one hand on my hip, the other in my hair. I let out a sound, moving with him, craving every powerful motion he offers.

My legs tremble, threatening to give out, but his hold keeps me steady. He's unyielding, guiding me toward another edge I didn't think possible. My body is taut, every sensation heightened. "Jace," I moan, as the pressure builds again, intense and overwhelming, ready to shatter once more.

He leans down, his breath hot on my shoulder as he moves deeper, his voice rough in my ear. "I'm almost there, my Queen," he warns, his urgency evident. I'm right there with him, my second wave building rapidly. My chest presses against the desk, aching, as I brace for what's coming.

It overtakes us together, a powerful surge as he releases, my body tightening around him. I cry out, the sensation tearing through me, leaving me trembling and spent. Jace lets out a deep sound, his movements slowing but lingering, drawing out the pleasure until we're both breathless, holding onto the last echoes of it.

He withdraws gently, still firm as he steps back, leaving me feeling empty. My legs feel weak as I rest against the desk. Jace's hands soften, rubbing my skin, easing the lingering ache. I breathe deeply, overwhelmed by the intensity we just shared, my body still humming.

His touch becomes tender, gliding up my back as he helps me stand. My dress falls back into place, though I'm still catching my breath. "You're incredible, Aria," he murmurs, pulling me close. I lean into him, feeling the steady beat of his heart, my body still buzzing from our connection.

We hold each other in silence, the heat of the moment cooling into something deeper. I press closer, needing his warmth after what we shared.

"I love you, Aria," he says quietly.

"I love you too," I reply softly.

We quickly tidy ourselves, preparing to head out for dinner together. After the closeness we just experienced, I'm eager to spend the rest of the evening by his side.