Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

043 Show Me All of You +25 Bonus Show Me All of You DAMIEN'S POV I pulled away from her, just a step, because I needed air. Needed a second to breathe before I said things that couldn't be taken back. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The room felt too small, the air too thick. Rose stood there in that red satin dress, cheeks flushed, eyes wide and dark, lips parted like she was already waiting for whatever came next. She looked so beautiful it hurt, but right now beauty wasn't the problem.

The problem was the storm inside me want, fear, hunger, love-all crashing together. "Rose," I started, voice rough, low. "I need you to understand something." She didn't move, just watched me, waiting. I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to find the words. "These desires... this need for control, to test limits... it didn't just start overnight." I turned away for a second, staring at the wall like it could help me say this. It couldn't. "Back then, when my brother and I were still fighting...

when I was angry-furious-that our father made him king and not me instead putting me in charge of his businesses here in the human town... I started spending more time here than in the kingdom." I looked back at her. She hadn't moved an inch, but her eyes were locked on me, listening to every word. "I'd go out at night. Clubs. Bars. Anything loud enough to drown out the noise in my head. I'd drink, but human alcohol did nothing to me. Couldn't touch the rage. Couldn't quiet it." My throat felt tight. I swallowed hard. "Then one night... I walked into a different kind of club. Private.

Underground. And I learned about it. All of it. The rules. The power. The surrender." I met her eyes again. "For the first time in years, I felt in control. These women... they were willing. Ready to do whatever I asked. So I took it. I used them. I didn't care about them. I only cared about how it made me feel-like a beast finally set free." The shame hit me low and heavy. I looked down at the floor. "That's why... I didn't want to bring any of that darkness near you." I lifted my gaze slowly. "Baby... you really don't know what you're asking me for." She didn't back away. Didn't flinch.

Instead, she stepped closer. Close enough that I could smell her-oses and heat and her. Her hand came up, soft and warm, cupping the side of my face. Her thumb brushed over my jaw. "Did you like doing those things?" she whispered. "Don't lie to m." I closed my eyes for a second. The truth burned. "Yes," I whispered back, voice raw with shame. "I did." Silence stretched between us. Then she said, quiet but steady, "Then teach me. Do the things you like... to me." My eyes snapped open. Heat slammed through me so hard my knes nearly buckled.

"Baby," I rasped, "they're really, really dark things." "I don't care." My control slipped another notch. My cock was already hard, straining against my pants just from her words. From the way she was looking at me-like she trusted me completely. Like she wanted me, all of me. 1/3 043 Show Me All of You +25 Bonus I stepped closer, voice dropping dangerously low. "Baby... there's no soft in it." "I want it." My hands flexed at my sides. "I'll fuck you hard. And even if you beg me to stop... I won't." Her breath hitched.

"I want it." "I'll spank that perfect ass until it's red and stinging." She swallowed, but her eyes stayed on mine. "I want it." "I'll tie you up. Blindfold you. Make you choke on my cock until tears run down your face." Her chest rose faster, lips parting as she breathed harder. "I... I want it." I couldn't hold back anymore. My hand slid to her waist, gripping the satin, pulling her flush against me. She gasped softly at the feel of how hard I already was. "Baby," I growled against her ear, "I'll test your limits. I'll push them. I'll make you shake and cry and beg.

Do you think you really want that?" She pressed herself even closer, her body soft and warm and trembling just slightly. Her hands slid up my chest. "Yes," she breathed. "Yes. I want all of you." My grip tightened. "There will be days I punish you. Days I deprive you of pleasure until you're desperate. Days I use you exactly how I want." I tilted her chin up with my fingers, forcing her to look right into my eyes. "And I'll be your master." Her lips parted. A soft little sound escaped her. Then-fuck-she bit her bottom lip and whispered, "Did you forget...

I used to call you Master Damien?" Everything in me snapped. "Fuck," I groaned, the word torn out of me. I was painfully hard now, throbbing, my control hanging by a single thread. I leaned down, forehead pressing to hers, voice dark and shaking with need-and fear. "Baby... once we start this, there's no going back." My hand slid up to cradle her jaw, thumb brushing her lower lip. My voice dropped even lower, raw with the one thing that still terrified me. "What if you think I'm sick? What if... after you see it all... you don want me anymore?" Her eyes softened.

She reached up, both hands framing my face now, holding me like I was the one who needed holding. "That would never happen, Damien," she whispered fiercely. "I love you. I want all of you. The soft parts. The dark parts. Everything." She rose up on her toes, lips brushing mine-soft, sweet, promisin "Show me all of you." My heart stopped. Then started again-harder, faster, darker. The thread snapped. 2/3 Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.