My King

Chapter 27 - Jealousy is rewarded.

Chapter 27 – Jealousy is rewarded.

Marcys Savage

A thunderous growl wakes me from the temporarily slumber I had fallen into. The growl vibrates through the chamber, hitting the concrete walls full force, sending the sound out to vibrate in an angry echo. I blink sleepily, trying to make out the silhouette ahead of me, resembling a muscular man.

The outline of the man is visible fuming with a powerful emotion, I can't seem to make out in the darkness, but the emotion is rolling off of him in fierce waves. A cold shiver run down my back, leaving a tickling feeling behind. The hairs on my neck and arms raise in caution, as the man stalks towards me with slow and calculated steps.

I bare my teeth in a hiss, as my eyes take on a red hue, coating my eyesight in redness. I can barely see ahead of me, as my monster is awake and ready for the threat, we see the silhouette man as. The threat sends us into overdrive and survival mode. Before I can even comprehend the thought of attacking, the man's large body is on top of mine, covering me completely. My senses take over and the scent I recognize makes my nostrils flare. The heavy feeling of the man's desire and possessiveness rush over me and force my monster to whine and cower back into the back of my mind.

Deep confusion fills me from within, the disbelieve freezing my veins from the inside. My monster has never whined like that and have definitely never cowered away like a coward hiding in the shadows. The dark rumble of a voice, I know very well, echo in my ears, a dark chuckle freezing my blood with its cold undertone.

"You really know how to piss me off, love" The voice taunt with a click of his tongue. The hands I know so well, who give me pleasure like no other, caress my body, tauntingly slow.

I can't help the moan and the arch of my back, as my wolf purr in heavy desire. "I didn't mean to" I choke on my words, as a moan spill from my mouth.

"Hush!" His command is harsh and cruel, instantly shutting me up with the authority he carries. "You really think you can lay in another man's bed, and stink of another man!" He growls, anger rushing through our bond from my unconscious actions. I visibly gulp, before parting my lips to pant my lust and desire.

"I should punish you" He whisper, making a bite motion in front of my face, his sharp canines on display, an act of dominance and primal seduction. I flinch back, but arch my back even more at the visible threat, turning me on more than I'd like to admit. My lower half rise from the bed underneath me, to grind against my mate's lower half, straddling me and holding me captive with his weight.

"Please ..." I beg, no shame in sight. I crave his touch so much, and I would gladly take his punishment if it meant he'd touch me, in any way possible.

"So needy, aren't you?" He taints me darkly, a hoarse chuckle following

His nose grace mine lightly, and I can't help the movement, when I push our noses to rub together in a desperate attempt of gaining more skin-to-skin contact. A growl rumble in his chest at my actions, and he pull his head away, drawing a whimper from my throat.

"I'm gonna fuck you, right here, right now, so the only scent you have on you, is mine! The only name you'll scream is mine, until I am the only thing occupying that pretty head of yours. You. Are. Mine!" He spits the last three words out like venom, a growl so thunderous and possessive it shocks me to my core.

His words don't register properly before my clothes is ripped off my body, leaving me nude and sensitive to the cold wind gushing by our smushed together bodies. I gasp, and gulp in anticipation and desire, my tongue darting out to lick my dry lips. A red hue adorning my cheeks at the flustered position I've found myself in. My voice crack in a silent plea, as I desperately tug at his clothes, wanting it to disappear and reveal the skin underneath. I want to touch him so badly.