The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 188

AURORA

I stepped out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around my body. Shit—I forgot to bring my clothes in. The steam followed me as I padded across the wooden floor. My heart stopped when I saw Lawrence sitting on the edge of my bed, his dark hair slightly messy, his powerful frame making the furniture seem small.

"Damn, I'm sorry," he said, voice unusually deep. His eyes widened before he controlled his expression. "I should have told you I was here."

I gripped the towel tighter, water droplets still running down my shoulders. "It's okay. You didn't know I hadn't brought my clothes out."

"I still should have knocked," Lawrence replied, eyes darting to my bare shoulders before fixing determinedly on my face. His jaw clenched tight.

My clothes were laid out on the bed—right beside him. The jeans would be easy to grab, but my underwear, pants, and top sat next to Lawrence. I took a deep breath and moved forward, trying to appear more confident than I felt. As I leaned over, trying to gather everything in one swift move, the towel slipped from my grasp and fell to the floor.

A low growl escaped Lawrence's throat, sounding feral and primal. The sound sent shivers down my spine.

Before I could move or cover myself, Lawrence stood in front of me, hands cupping my face. His skin felt hot against mine. "You're beautiful," he whispered, then pressed his lips against mine.

I moaned when electricity shot through my body. The mate bond sparked between us like a physical force. His kiss demanded more, and I responded without thinking. My body knew what to do even if my mind was spinning.

Lawrence lifted me effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist as the kiss deepened. My nakedness should have embarrassed me, but all I felt was desire as he carried me to the bed. His strength was intoxicating.

His lips traced my neck while his hands explored my bare skin with reverent touches. I sensed his wolf, Rocky, pushing against his control through our growing bond. The connection between us intensified with every touch.

When his hand slipped under my shirt and squeezed my breast, I moaned again. Everything felt right despite happening so fast. The sensation was overwhelming—no one had ever touched me this way.

Lawrence pushed my shirt up, exposing my breasts to the cool air. He paused, staring with such intensity that I swallowed nervously. What if he hates how I look? I'd never done this before. My breathing grew heavy with desire and worry. I closed my eyes, unable to bear seeing potential disappointment.

His lips closed around one nipple. "Oh, Goddess," I gasped, pulling his hair. The feeling was electric, sending pulses of pleasure through me.

His hands moved down my stomach to my thighs, then between them, touching me through my underwear. He growled again, the sound rumbling through his chest against my skin.

"You're so wet," he whispered, his voice rough with desire, "soaked through your underwear."

My face burned hot with embarrassment, but he smiled, pleased by my reaction. I felt powerful and vulnerable all at once.

His fingers played with me through the thin fabric while he kissed my other breast. My hips moved on their own, seeking more contact. Each touch built something inside me I'd never experienced.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against my skin. "I'll always take care of you."

I felt something building—powerful and overwhelming. My body tensed, hands gripping Lawrence's shoulders as waves crashed through me. My first-ever climax left me gasping and trembling beneath him.

Lawrence only moved his fingers when I calmed, then kissed me gently. I smiled, unsure what to say, feeling our bond strengthen in the aftermath. My body still tingled everywhere he'd touched.

He pulled my shirt down before lying beside me, looking at me like I was the most precious thing in existence. His gaze made me feel whole for the first time in my life.

LAWRENCE

I couldn't believe what just happened. When Aurora walked out in just a towel, I nearly lost control. Her skin glowed from the hot shower, her scent filling the room—clean soap mixed with her natural sweetness. I came in during her shower, planning to wait and speak with her. I accidentally sat on her phone and was about to move when the bathroom door opened. When she appeared with droplets still clinging to her skin, my self-control vanished like morning mist.

I tried looking away, staring at the floor, but her bare legs caught my attention. Long and smooth, they were stronger than they appeared. Rocky went crazy inside me, clawing to get out, to claim what was ours. When her towel fell, something primal took over my actions.

Goddess, her sounds drove me wild. Each little gasp and moan fueled my desire. I wanted to claim her completely, make her mine in every way, but knew she was a virgin. I wouldn't pressure her into something she wasn't ready for. Watching her climax under my touch became the most erotic experience of my life. Her body responding to mine felt right—perfect.

Now beside her, I placed my hand on her neck, feeling her pulse still racing. I pulled her closer, kissed her lips, then made my promise with all the sincerity in my heart.

"I'll follow you anywhere," I told her, meaning every word. "America or earth's end, if it means having you. Not having a wolf isn't weakness. I saw you fighting, even in shock. If you couldn't, I'd kill anyone trying to hurt you."

A tear slid down her cheek, glistening in the dim light. Rocky pushed forward, urging me to comfort her, protect her.

"I will never leave your side," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I don't care you're an orphan or were a slave. I will fight beside you always."

I smiled, feeling our bond strengthen with each promise exchanged. The connection between true mates was unlike anything else—it made everything that came before seem meaningless. Looking into her eyes, I formally accepted her, following the tradition that had existed among our kind for centuries.

"I, Lawrence Fitzgerald, accept you, Princess Aurora Carter, as my true mate."

She responded immediately, her voice stronger now. "I, Aurora Carter, accept you, Lawrence Fitzgerald, as my true mate."

Something shifted between us, deepening our connection. The bond solidified, wrapping around us like an unbreakable thread. I kissed her again, holding her safe in my arms while gazing into her stunning eyes. Rocky howled with satisfaction inside me, finally complete with our mate at our side. After years of emptiness, I'd found my purpose, my future, my everything.