Princess Arya was forced to marry the winner of the tournament her father had held to stop the war. King Kohl was the strongest among all alphas and she despised the fact that the barbarian had won her hand and future title. She hated him and and hi...
Arya watched how Kohl undressed. The man's battered and scarred body revealed in the shimmering candlelight with every piece of clothing he took off.
A whiff of alpha pheromones came running up Arya's nose and she decided that instead of trying to hate the fragrance, she would embrace the feelings that came with it. Her omega side loved Kohl's scent, she couldn't deny that.
"I won't let you fuck me tonight," Arya said.
Kohl looked at his mate and a smirk appeared on his face as he shook his head. Every time, the same whining. "Are you getting started again?" Kohl asked.
"No, I'm just telling you that I won't allow you to fuck me whenever you want and please. I am your mate! Your wife and a Queen! I'm not some slave that you can have your ways with whenever you feel like it! We're not wild dogs!" Arya said, trying to sound as fierce as she possibly could.
Kohl chuckled and kneeled on the bed. On his hands and knees, he crawled over to Arya and when he was so close that his lips touched Arya's, their breaths mingled together when he said: "I already told you. I'm your alpha and I do as I please, wife!"
He then yanked Arya's skirt off, together with her undergarments, and found it amusing that Arya thought that she could overpower him. An omega overpowering an alpha.
Very amusing indeed.
"Yes, you are! B-but I am your omega," Arya replied, running out of breath already. The pheromones made her so dizzy and lustful and a wave of slick oozed out of her and wetted the bed.
She saw how Kohl's nostrils flared wide open to breathe in the sweet scent, the alpha's pupils immediately dilated with lust.
"Yes exactly, you are my omega," the alpha growled while putting one hand on each knee, spreading Arya's legs wide open for him.
"Get off. Not like this!" Arya shouted, trying to push Kohl away, but Kohl didn't listen. "I said NO!" Arya screamed and with all the power she had inside her, she pushed Kohl off of her.
Kohl was surprised by the abrupt action and wasn't prepared at the sudden attack at all. He was pushed from the bed and fell on the floor, right on his ass, with a loud thud.
"What the fuck!" he screamed while standing up and looking at Arya with eyes that flamed with anger.
Arya too was a little startled by what just happened and she felt fear as she looked at her fuming mate, but she wouldn't back down now. She had nothing to lose anyway. With the life she lived now, she might just as well be beaten to death by her husband.
Kohl came for Arya again but was surprised once more, receiving a hard slap against his cheek.
"Not like this!" Arya yelled again. Her hand tingled from the hard slap it just gave and Arya knew that she had to do something else because she would lose the battle this way. It wasn't going anywhere and Kohl only got angrier. It surprised Arya that she hadn't received a slap back.
Kohl was so angry. He would teach his disobedient mate some manners! "What is wrong with you, omega?! What the fuck--" Kohl screamed but was cut off by Arya, who planted her lips against his.
It lasted only 2 seconds before Arya broke the kiss.
"...!" Kohl looked at his mate with wide eyes, not knowing what to say or do.
This was the first kiss they ever shared. It was short and only a mere peck on the lips but Kohl was stunned by it.
At least the alpha was done with yelling, but still, Arya felt her heart slamming inside her chest from fear.
This was her chance! She should do it now, while Kohl was still startled.
She saw Kohl's chest pounding up and down too and she pulled him by his shoulders and smacked him on his back on the bed, climbing on top of him, straddling her mate. She clutched one knee on each side of Kohl's waist as their private parts brushed against each other.
Kohl laid under Arya's weight, not knowing what the omega had planned. He actually expected a knife against his throat but Arya started talking instead.
"I want a deal," she said.
"...?"
Kohl looked up at Arya, sitting on top of him. The omega's face was flushed and Kohl couldn't help it, he had to keep watching. The woman still had her shirt on but it fell a bit open and Kohl noticed the flawless radiating skin of her bosom behind the open buttons.
"You're my husband and I'm your wife! Even though I have no desire to sleep with you because I still hate you, I understand you have certain needs," Arya spoke.
Kohl couldn't help to feel a bit strange. Nobody had ever treated him like this because he would never let them. But he let Arya and he didn't know why.
"So I want to propose to you this. I'll sleep with you twice a week, willingly, and I'll do my best to please you as much as I can while I participate with eagerness. In exchange, I want no more fucking against my will. I'm your mate, not your pet or your slave!"
Unfortunately for Arya, Kohl still hadn't said a word. Inoa had said that a Gearian man usually never broke his promise. Arya needed to make that deal quickly. She needed Kohl's word! So, she leaned down till her mouth was just a hair's breadth away from Kohl's and she stretched her tongue, licking Kohl's lower lip.
She heard and felt Kohl swallowing and purring as she traced her tongue towards the man's neck and breathed in Kohl's heavy manly scent. She moaned in his ear and licked and sucked on the scent gland, trying to let herself go, trying to let her omega side take over instead of suppressing it.
Arya's hand then shoved between her legs, where she collected some slick on her fingers and sat up a little straighter to look Kohl in the eyes. She could smell Kohl getting more and more aroused and that affected her too. Their scents turned each other on more and more.
Arya then brought her finger to Kohl's mouth and smeared her, with slick-covered fingers against Kohl's lips, pressing them into his mouth a bit, and taking them out again. The alpha opened his mouth further open and a choked-off gasp came out as he licked off his slick smeared lips. He closed his eyes, moaned, and opened them again, till they were glazed over from arousal.
Arya needed to make sure that Kohl understood what it meant when she said she would participate with eagerness, so she brought her fingers to her mouth, sucked on them, and slowly drew her fingers out again.
She felt the alpha's hands on her thighs, Kohl's fingers digging in her flesh. "What do you say to my proposal?" Arya seductively asked.
It took a while, but Kohl eventually said:
"I'll take it." His voice was rusty.Hehad never felt this way, never felt this aroused.
"Good... I meant it when I said I won't let you fuck me tonight, though. Because..." Arya leaned in till her hot breath blew against the shell of Kohl's ear when she whispered:
"...I will ride you tonight..."
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