Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Novel

Stars Beyond Shattered Skies - Ethan Rowland 68 Summary In Chapter 68 of "Stars Beyond Shattered Skies," titled "Whisper of Forever," Maximus finds himself caught in a moment of vulnerability as he unexpectedly proposes to Emilia. The atmosphere is charged with tension, and his words seem to hang in the air, creating a palpable silence. Maximus, who has always been seen as a monster due to his curse, feels a deep yearning for something more than just desire.

As he whispers "Marry me" into Emilia's ear, the weight of the moment overwhelms him, and he struggles to articulate his feelings amidst his own insecurities. Emilia's reaction is a mix of disbelief and confusion. She questions him, her voice trembling as she grapples with the gravity of his words. Maximus, feeling the pressure of the situation, tries to downplay his proposal as a spur-of-the-moment decision, but Emilia's frustration grows. She demands space, feeling suffocated by his sudden declaration, while Maximus's instinct to keep her close clashes with her need for air.

Their dynamic is charged with conflicting emotions, as both characters navigate the complexity of their relationship. As the tension escalates, Maximus's primal instincts take over, leading to a passionate encounter. He revels in the intensity of their connection, and despite the chaos of their emotions, he feels an undeniable pull toward Emilia. The chapter shifts to an explicit exploration of their physical intimacy, highlighting Maximus's insatiable desire for her.

The scenes are filled with raw passion, showcasing how deeply intertwined their fates have become, even as Maximus grapples with the implications of his curse. As dawn breaks and the storm outside subsides, a sense of peace envelops the cabin. However, this tranquility is shattered when Maximus notices something is amiss with Emilia. Panic sets in as he realizes her stillness and coldness, leading to a desperate plea for her attention.

The chapter ends on a cliffhanger, with Maximus's heart filled with dread as he fears for Emilia's well-being, leaving readers anxious about the fate of their relationship and the implications of his curse. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 68 - Whisper of Forever** **Maximus's POV** I hadn't intended for those words to escape my lips. The moment hung thick in the air, the atmosphere charged with an intensity that felt almost electric.

The words had tumbled out, unbidden, from a place within me that was far more profound than mere desire, deeper than the raw, primal urge that had taken hold of me since the instant Emilia had looked at me as if I were something more than just a monster. "Marry me," I had murmured into her ear, my lips lingering against her skin, the warmth of her body igniting something deep within me. The silence that enveloped us was suffocating, as if the entire cabin had collectively inhaled and held its breath.

Outside, the storm raged on, but in that moment, it felt as if the very gods had paused their fury, waiting with bated breath for her answer. Emilia slowly turned her head, her hair brushing lightly against my jaw, sending shivers racing down my spine. Her gaze-those deep, captivating eyes-searched mine, wide and shimmering with emotions I struggled to decipher. "What... did you just say?" she whispered, her voice trembling, fragile as if it might shatter under the weight of the moment. I blinked, my heart pounding violently against my ribs.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity-years, decades-I found myself stuttering. "I... I-" My throat constricted around the words, choking me. I was Maximus, the Alpha King, the beast marked by a curse that condemned me to destroy every woman I dared to touch. And here I was, fumbling over my own words like an inexperienced boy. Her lips parted in disbelief, brows knitting together as if she couldn't quite grasp what she had just heard. "I... it was the heat of the moment," I managed to force out, the excuse tasting bitter and ugly on my tongue. Her expression fell.

It wasn't relief, nor was it anger. No, something else flickered in her gaze, a glimmer of confusion that I couldn't quite understand. She shook her head, her eyes glinting with a fire that both intrigued and terrified me. Then, without warning, she pushed against my chest, attempting to rise from the bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I growled, instinctively grabbing her wrist and pulling her back down to me. "I need air," she snapped, frustration crackling in her voice like static. "You can't just... we had sex, Maximus.

And then you throw something like that at me, as if it's a joke. I need air." "It's pouring outside," I retorted, my grip tightening around her arm, unwilling to let her escape. "It's cold." "I don't care," she hissed, determination flaring in her eyes as she struggled to get up again. The beast within me roared in protest. I wasn't about to let her go. Not now. Not ever. With a low snarl, I pushed her back onto the mattress, pinning her wrists above her head, my body encasing hers.

Her chest heaved beneath me, breaths sharp and angry, but those eyes of hers-goddess, they still burned with an insatiable desire. "You're so damn stubborn," I growled, pressing my hardness against her stomach, ensuring she felt the effect she had on me. "But you know what? It turns me on." Her lips parted in shock, a gasp escaping as her eyes widened in surprise. I pressed harder, grinding against her, relishing in the way she writhed beneath me. "What if I really meant it, Emilia?" I rasped, my voice rough and raw, the weight of my words heavy in the air.

"What if I genuinely want us to get married?" She rolled her eyes, the motion sharp and exasperated, yet beneath that, I caught a glimpse of something softer, something that made the corners of my mouth twitch upward in a semblance of a smile. She had no idea what she was doing to me. How her fierce spirit, her fire, her refusal to completely yield to me only ignited my desire further. It was all so confusing. None of it made sense. I wasn't supposed to feel this way. I wasn't meant to crave someone so intensely.

But, goddess help me-I realized then, as surely as I understood the curse that had dictated my existence, that whether it was today or tomorrow, Emilia was destined to be mine. No one else. Forever. My fingers grazed over her swollen lips, and she trembled, gasping as I caressed her lightly. "Let's put that mouth to good use," I growled, dragging my thumb across her bottom lip. Her eyes darkened, pupils dilating with a hunger that mirrored my own. "Get on your knees." For a heartbeat, she hesitated, testing me, gauging my resolve. Then, slowly, she obeyed. Damn.

Watching her slide down the bed, her hair cascading over her shoulders, her bare skin glistening with sweat, was enough to bring me to the brink without her even touching me. Her hands wrapped around my shaft, stroking me slowly, deliberately, her touch a tantalizing mix of tenderness and wickedness. I inhaled sharply, my entire body tightening in response. Then her tongue flicked against the tip. "Fuck," I groaned, my head falling back in sheer ecstasy.

She licked me as if I were her favorite confection, swirling her tongue around the head before pulling back with a soft pop that made my cock twitch violently in her grasp. The sight of her-on her knees, gazing up at me through her lashes, licking me like I was hers to devour-was enough to unravel me completely. "Goddess, Emilia," I cursed, my hand tangling in her hair, guiding her but never forcing. "You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth." She hummed, the vibration shooting straight through me, causing my hips to jerk involuntarily.

Then she took me deeper, her lips stretching around my size, gagging slightly before pulling back and sucking harder. My eyes rolled back, a guttural groan tearing from my chest. She played with my balls, her tongue teasing the sensitive underside of my cock before she sank down again. "Shit," I choked out, my grip tightening in her hair. "Don't stop. Don't fucking stop." Her pace quickened, her lips gliding, her tongue swirling, her moans vibrating against me. It was overwhelming. The sight of her, the sound of her, the feel of her...

With a strangled growl, I came, spilling hot and hard down her throat. She swallowed greedily, licking every last drop, her eyes locked on mine the entire time. "Fuck," I hissed, pulling her up roughly, my mouth crashing against hers, tasting myself on her tongue. But I wasn't finished. I was insatiable for her. Always wanting more. I lifted her onto my lap, my hands gripping her ass as I guided her down, sinking her onto my cock. She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as I filled her once more, stretching her wide, claiming her completely.

That night, there wasn't a position we didn't explore. I took her against the wall, bent her over the table, and had her straddling me in the chair. She rode me until her legs gave out, and I pushed her until her voice was nothing but a broken whisper of my name. I had never felt so whole. So utterly satisfied. So vibrantly alive. As the first light of dawn filtered through the cabin's windows, the storm outside had finally calmed. The air was infused with the scents of rain, sex, and her. I turned to look at her. Emilia. My Emilia.

Her lips were swollen, her hair a chaotic tangle, her body marked by my teeth and hands. Totally spent. Perfect. Mine. I pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, allowing my eyes to close for just a moment. But then-something felt wrong. Her body was too still. Too silent. Panic surged through me, cold and sharp. My heart plummeted, a sickening twist knotting in my gut. "Emilia?" My voice came out rough, laced with urgency. No answer. A wave of dread crashed over me like a blade. I sat up, shaking her gently. "Emilia... Emilia!" Still nothing.

My heart sank, an unfamiliar terror clawing at my throat as I cupped her face, her skin too cold beneath my fingers. "Goddess, no..." I rasped, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear. "Emilia!" Conclusion In the dim light of dawn, as the storm outside dissipated into a gentle drizzle, Maximus found himself engulfed in a suffocating silence that gnawed at the edges of his newfound joy. The warmth that had filled the cabin moments ago was replaced by an icy dread that seeped into his bones.

Emilia, the fierce and captivating woman who had ignited something in him he thought long extinguished, lay motionless beside him, her beauty marred by an unsettling stillness. Panic clawed at his throat as he called her name, each syllable laced with desperation. The thrill of passion had swiftly transformed into a haunting nightmare, and with every passing second, the reality of her silence deepened the chasm of fear within him.

In that moment, Maximus realized that the love he had only just begun to embrace was now threatened by an unforgiving fate, leaving him to grapple with the possibility of losing the one person who had dared to see beyond the monster he believed himself to be. As he cradled her face in trembling hands, the weight of his words from the night before echoed in his mind-"Forever." What had felt like a promise now hung precariously in the balance, teetering on the edge of oblivion. The fierce determination that had fueled his every action began to wane, replaced by a soul-crushing uncertainty.

Will he be able to save her in time, or will his past mistakes seal their fate? As the clock ticks, secrets will unravel, and choices must be made that could alter the course of their destinies forever. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions, heart-stopping revelations, and the promise of an epic showdown that will leave readers breathless and yearning for more. Joseph King