Witchy World's Lost Alpha

The Chosen One

Azalea Suckooza, The Mesmerizing Nymph Mate

Leaving the ball room right behind The King ,after he greeted everyone around the room, he teleports us to his chambers. I already knew where this was going. Smelling the alcohol strongly, he was definitely on the verge of getting drunk. Not as drunk as when I first met him, but enough that he even made me feel hot through our bond. 

I myself, do not drink much. The adults in my village won't let me until I am at least twenty years of age. 

"Sit." Came the hefty and strong voice of The King.

He points to the white leather sofa across from his bed. Lifting my dress slightly above my ankles, I make my way over. His hands trailing my juicy derrière that he can never seem to get enough of. Sitting down, he stands in front of my view, cupping my face and rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip. He made the hairs on skin stand straight up and goosebumps took over my whole body. Wanting more of his touches.

Removing his warm hands from my face, her unzips his white suit pants and brings out the monster that he holds between his legs. I loved playing with this thing... The girls back home always blushed when I told them about the first time he bed me. Everyone in The Kingdom has seen The King naked, or knows about his massive organ down there. 

I blush shortly, his green daggers looking down on me and making me melt right under his gaze.

"Ahhhh.." he says, and I open my mouth and grasp onto his hardness.

Inserting his hard member deeply to the back of my throat, I breathe through my nose, taught by my aunt Glenda and begin bobbing my head with my tongue rubbing up against his shaft.

Looking up at him, his head is hung back and he groans long moans until his eyelids close. I gripped with two hands, stroking up and down while raising my mouth to the tip, sucking on the big head like a lollipop.

"Ugh... You are...so good...to me." The King moans and it sends between my thighs pooling with my liquids, soaking my undergarments.

I was flattered that I could please my King like this and how much he really enjoys doing it with me. I enjoyed it too, I really enjoyed his mouth over my privates. A feeling I've never even felt by myself!

I wondered if he was the same way to Madam Hunnie. She seems very controlling, but I can't understand her frustration. She rejected him and he marked me! But...what if my Nymph ability to please men by smelling like their deepest desires is what happened to The King. Maybe I smelled like Hunnie to him that night, making him really want to mate with me?

I've pleased many men with my mouth before, and they all said I smelled different every time, and then finally, my aunt told me I harnessed these special abilities from our ancestors to persuade the men into their activities. I hoped that wasn't the case here.