Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

049 Tudors Presetovenst +25 Bonus The rest of the afternoon dragged on in a haze of stolen glances and crackling tension. Lucien didn't take his eyes off me for long. Every time I reached for something high or stood on my toes to point out where a decoration should go, his head snapped my way, that warning look burning into me. I didn't even think about limbing anything again. One sharp stare from across the room and I retreated to arranging flowers on the tables instead, cheeks hot all over again. Eventually, the king and I teamed up to convince Emilia to rest.

She protested, but one stern look from her mate and my gentle nudging sent her off to nap. The hall slowly emptied as evening fel-servants finishing the last touches, musicians packing up, everyone tired but excited. The space was transforming into something magical: twinkling lights, rich scents of flowers, tables draped in silver and royal blue. Lucien found me one last time before leaving with the king for some final beta duties. He pulled me aside, hand firm on my lower back, voice low.

"No more risking falling into another man's arms, understand?" I rolled my eyes, but my stomach flipped at the possessiveness in his tone. "I wasn't trying to fall into anyone's arms." His eyes darkened. "Good. Because the only arms I want you in are mine." Then he was gone, leaving me breathless and aching. By the time I made it back to our bedroom, the palace was quiet. Lucien wasn't back yet. I kicked off my shoes, peeled away my clothes, and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash away the day's chaos. But the moment I closed my eyes, he was there. Lucien.

Every thought turned filthy in seconds. His broad shoulders under my hands. The way his shirt stretched across his chest when he moved. That low growl when I'd ground against him this morning. The memory of him last night. Heat coiled tight and low in my belly. I tipped my head back, letting the water pour over my skin, sliding over my breasts, my stomach, between my legs. My nipples hardened under the stream sensitive and aching. I bit my lip hard, trying to stay quiet, but the images wouldn't stop. Lucien pinning me to the bed. His mouth on my neck, my breasts, lower.

His rough hands spreading my thighs. That thick, hard length pressing against me, promising to fill me completely. I arched into the spray, a soft moan slipping out before I could stop it. "Lucien..." "I'm right here." My eyes flew open. He was standing just outside the glass door of the shower, shirt unbuttoned and hanging open, revealing the hard planes of his chest and abs. His dark eyes were locked on me, pupils blown wide with hunger. Water fogged the glass between us, but it did nothing to hide the way he was looking at me-like he wanted to devour every inch.

Like he'd been waiting for this moment all day, COIN BUNDLE: get more free bonus Comments Support Share GET IT 2/2 049 Come Over Game Over ADELE'S POV +25 Bonus The steam swirled around us, thick and hot, but it had nothing on the heat in Lucien's eyes. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. In one smooth blur of motion, his shirt hit the floor, pants followe, and then the glass door slid open. Warm water sprayed over his bare skin as he stepped in, crowding me back until my shoulders met the cool tile wall. He pinned me there with his body-hard, wet, and so very naked.

His hands braced on either side of my head, caging me in. Water poured down his chest, over the ridges of his abs, dripping from his dark hair onto my skin. We were both breathing hard, chests rising and falling fast, the air between us electric. His lips hovered just an inch from mine, close enough that I could feel his breath, taste the want on it. "Let me take care of that ache between your legs," he whispered, voice low and rough, like gravel dragged over silk. My heart slammed against my ribs. I tilted my chin up, defiant even though my body was already screaming yes.

"What makes you think you've earned it?" His eyes darkened, pupils swallowing the gold flecks. He leaned closer, forehead almost touching mine, water running in rivulets down his face. "I don't deserve you," he said, the words raw and honest. "I know that. But I'll spend the rest of my life being better. For you. Only you." Then he kissed me. It wasn't gentle. It was hot and messy and desperate-like every second of the past four months, every rejected touch, every cold night, came crashing down at once.

His mouth claimed mine, hungry and demanding, tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my knees weak. I kissed him back just as hard, hands fisting in his wet hair, pulling him closer. He groaned into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me. Strong hands gripped my thighs and lifted me effortlessly, pressing me harder against the wall. My legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, pulling him flush against me. I felt him- hard, thick, throbbing-right where I needed him most, and a whimper escaped my lips. I broke the kiss, gasping for air.

"You're not playing fair." He smirked, wicked and gorgeous, water clinging to his lashes. "Who said I like to play fair?" Then he kissed me again-deeper, rougher, stealing every breath had. I arched into him, nipples dragging across his chest, sparks shooting straight to my core. He felt it, growled low, and rolled his hips, grinding against me in a slow, torturous drag that made me see stars. "Lucien... don't stop," I moaned, head falling back against the tile One hand slid up my body, cupping my breast, thumb circling my pple before pinching just hard enough to make me gasp.

The other kept me pinned, fingers digging into my thigh like he was af aid I'd disappear. I couldn't take it anymore. My hand slipped between us, wrapping round his cock-hot, velvet over steel. I squeezed, stroking once, twice, He tore his mouth from mine with a ragged groan. "Fuck, Adele..." The sound of my name like that-broken, needy-sent liquid heat ushing through me. He reached behind me blindly, shutting off the water with a sharp twist. Suddenly the shower was quiet except for our heavy breathing and the drip of water from the showerhead.

Before I could catch my balance, he lifted me higher, tossing me or his shoulder like I weighed nothing, I squealed, as the world flipped. Cool air hit my wet skin as he carried me out of the throom, big hand splayed possessively across my ass. "Lucien!" I laughed, swatting his back. He just grunted, voice thick. "Mine." 1/2 049 Game Over +25 Bonus He dropped me onto the bed-gentle enough not to hurt, firm enough to bounce. I landed on my back, hair fanned out across the pillows, water still beading on my skin.

He stood over me for a second, chest heaving, eyes raking down my body like he was memorizing every curve. Then he was on me. Kissing me hard, claiming my mouth again while his hands roamed-down my neck, over my breasts, teasing my nipples until I was writhing. His lips followed the path, hot and open-mouthed, trailing fire down my throat, between my breasts, across my stomach. He pushed my thighs apart, settling between them like he belonged there. Strong hands hooked under my knees, draping my legs over his broad shoulders.

The position left me completely open, exposed, and the hungry look in his eyes made me tremble. He didn't touch me yet. Just looked-dark, possessive, reverent. Then he leaned in and blew a cool breath across my slick folds. I whimpered, hips jerking, fingers clutching the sheets. He smirked against my skin, eyes flicking up to meet mine. "So wet for me already." Before I could fire back, he flattened his tongue and dragged it up my center in one slow, deliberate lick. Everything stopped. My breath. My thoughts. The world. Pleasure exploded through me, white-hot and overwhelming.

I cried out, back arching off the bed, hands flying to his hair. Right then, with his mouth on me, his tongue circling my clit with perfect pressure, his big hands holding my thighs open so I couldn't escape the intensity-I knew I'd already lost. The game was over. And goddess, I didn't even care. COIN BUNDLE: get more free bonus Comments Support Share X GET IT 2/2 Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.