The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 73

ARIA

I wake up tangled in Jace's arms, his warmth seeping into me. The cabin's quiet, but my pulse is already racing. After yesterday's mess with Warren and the Alpha meeting, this moment feels perfect.

I shift, pressing my lips to his chest. His skin's hot under my mouth, and I trace the hard lines of his muscles with my tongue. He stirs, a low growl rumbling in his throat. "Morning, baby," he says.

"Morning," I whisper, sliding my hand down to grab him. He's already hard. "Someone's awake."

He snatches my wrist, pins it over my head like it's nothing. "You're playing with fire, Aria." Total Alpha voice, all bossy and stuff, but I can see that little smirk trying to break through.

"Good." I arch against him, letting my breasts graze his chest. "Burn me."

Jace flips me onto my back, his weight pressing me into the mattress. His mouth crashes into mine, all hunger and heat. I moan into the kiss, my hands tugging at his hair. He pulls back, just enough to drag his lips along my jaw, then down my neck. His teeth graze my pulse point, and I shiver.

"Fuck, you taste so good," he growls, nipping at my collarbone. His hands slide under the shirt I stole from him, pushing it up to expose my breasts. He cups them, thumbs circling my nipples until they're hard and aching.

"Jace," I gasp, squirming under him. My thighs clench, already slick with need. "Don't tease."

He chuckles, low and dark. "Oh, baby, I'm just getting started." His mouth closes over one nipple, sucking hard. My back arches, a sharp cry escaping me. He switches to the other, his tongue flicking in a way that sends heat straight to my core.

I grab his shoulders, nails digging in. "More," I demand, voice breathless.

He lifts his head, eyes glinting with that wolfish intensity. "Bossy this morning, huh?" His hand slips between my legs, fingers brushing my folds. I'm so wet he slides right in, two fingers curling deep. My hips buck, chasing the pressure.

"Jace!" I moan, my walls clenching around him. He pumps slowly, thumb circling my clit with maddening precision. Every stroke pushes me closer to the edge, but he's holding me there, not letting me fall.

"Look at you," he murmurs, watching my face. "So fucking gorgeous when you're desperate."

"Then do something about it," I snap, half-pleading. I grab his wrist, urging him faster.

He laughs, pulling his fingers out. I whimper at the loss, but then he's yanking off my shirt, tossing it across the room. His hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide. "Patience, baby."

"Fuck patience," I mutter, but my words dissolve into a gasp as his mouth finds me. His tongue licks a slow, deliberate stripe up my center, and my hands fist the sheets. He groans against me, the vibration making my toes curl.

"Goddamn, you're perfect," he says, voice muffled as he sucks my clit. His fingers slide back in, three this time, stretching me just right. My hips grind against his face, chasing the release he's building so expertly.

"Jace, I'm—" My words cut off as the orgasm hits, white-hot and shattering. I cry out his name, thighs trembling around his head. He doesn't stop, licking me through every aftershock until I'm a panting mess.

He crawls up my body, kissing a path from my stomach to my lips. I taste myself on him, and it's filthy and perfect. His cock presses against my thigh, hard and heavy, and I reach for it. My fingers wrap around him, stroking from base to tip. He hisses, hips jerking.

"Careful," he warns, voice strained. "You're gonna end this too soon."

I smirk, tightening my grip. "Maybe I want to see you lose control."

His eyes darken, and suddenly I'm on my stomach, his hands pulling my hips up. "You want me to lose it?" he growls, leaning over me. His cock nudges my entrance, teasing. "Say it."

"Fuck me, Jace," I beg, pushing back against him.

He doesn't hesitate. He thrusts in, filling me in one deep stroke. I moan into the pillow, the stretch almost too much but so damn good. He pauses, letting me adjust, his hands gripping my hips tight enough to bruise.

"Ready, baby?" he asks, voice rough.

"Yes," I gasp. "Move."

He starts slow, each thrust deliberate, hitting every sensitive spot. I rock back to meet him, urging him deeper. His control slips, and soon he's pounding into me, the bed creaking under us. My hands clutch the headboard, knuckles white.

"Fuck, Aria," he groans. "So tight."

"Harder," I demand, voice breaking. He obliges, one hand sliding around to rub my clit. The dual sensation is overwhelming, and I'm climbing again, fast.

"Cum for me," he orders, his thrusts turning erratic. "Now."

His words push me over. I scream his name, my body convulsing around him. He follows a second later, spilling inside me with a guttural moan. We collapse together, his weight pinning me as we catch our breath.

JACE

Damn, that was a hell of a way to wake up. I stare at the ceiling, remembering yesterday's chaos. Warren's obsession with my mate makes my blood boil. That bastard had the nerve to touch her, to leave marks on her skin. I tighten my grip, maybe too hard.

"Jace, can't breathe," Aria mumbles against my chest.

I loosen my hold. "Sorry, baby."

She props herself up on her elbow, studying my face. "What's going on in that head of yours?"

"The Alpha meeting last night." I run my fingers through her hair. "They've made their decision. Warren's finished."

Her eyes widen. "What? They're removing him as Alpha?"

"Effective immediately. Dylan will take over." I can't help but smile at the shock on her face. "The council agreed unanimously. Marcus and Donovan will oversee the transition at dawn."

She sits up completely now, sheet falling away. "That's... wow. Will there be resistance?"

"Maybe from Warren, but nobody else. His pack respects Dylan." I pull her back down to me. "Enough about Warren. We have better things to do."

We finally drag ourselves out of bed. Aria's humming in the shower, some tune I don't recognize. I join her, wrapping my arms around her from behind.

"Again?" She laughs, turning to face me.

"Just a shower this time. Promise." I kiss her forehead. "We have a big day ahead."

We dress quickly. Aria chooses a practical outfit for the day's events, something that accommodates her growing belly while still looking fierce.

"Ready for breakfast?" I ask, holding the door open.

"Starving." She grins, patting her stomach. "Your son demands food."

-

The second we step into the hall, I feel Gabriel's mind brush against mine.

We're at the back table.

I spot them immediately. Lucas, Eliana, and Gabriel sitting at a corner table. Aria walks ahead of me, eager to join them.

Lucas's face breaks into a teasing grin when we approach. "Morning, Alpha. Morning, sis. Sleep well?"

"Yes, brother. You?" Aria asks innocently.

Lucas snorts. "Let's just say these cabins aren't exactly soundproof."