Her Broken Alpha Prince (Book 18 of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 5

He couldn't get enough of her sweet wet pussy. Knox wanted to bury his face in it, to ingrain her arousing scent in his skin. The sounds she made, and the way it aroused him was something he wasn't likely to forget, until he met his own mate. Though why in the world a woman he was this attracted to couldn't be his mate, he wasn't sure of. But he wouldn't mess with fate. It was never a good idea.

He'd heard that many times growing up, from members of his family who had thought to take a Chosen Mate instead of waiting for their fated. They'd all told him it wasn't worth it. It was so much better to be with the one you were fated to. Your fated was your other half, your perfect match, the one you could easily lose yourself in. And while another woman might be tempting, it just wasn't worth it.

But he could enjoy Leila for now. She tasted amazing, and he took his time, enjoying the feast between her legs, not really wanting to stop. The noises she made as he pleasured her were like music to his ears and went straight to his dick making it harder than he thought possible. He could listen to her moans and whimpers all night. He could probably eat her pussy until she fell asleep from exhaustion.

But he did intend to fuck her at some point, and knew that was going to be just as good, if not better. That would be his desert, feeling her tight little sheath strangling his cock.

He hadn't had sex in quite some time, not since he'd graduated from college, and even then, it had never been like this. He'd heard so many times that sex with your mate was the best, and he couldn't imagine how good that would be.

He slipped a finger up inside her tight channel while he continued to bathe her clit with the flat of his tongue. She was incredibly tight, and he knew fucking her was going to be amazing. He moved then, sitting up and yanked off his boxers, before he turned his attention back to her gorgeous body. He wanted her close before he entered her. She was very wet already, which was a good thing for them both.

His lips found hers again, kissing her deeply, his mouth possessing hers greedily. "Ready?" he whispered against her lips.

She nodded, and he lined himself up at her entrance and slammed into her with a groan. A cry escaped her, and she whimpered, and squeezed her eyes closed, a look of pain crossing her face.

Knox froze as he stared down at her in horror. Was she a virgin? "Leila," he said softly. "I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, and he knew she was hurting. "I'm sorry." Her gaze dropped. "Sorry I ruined the moment."

Knox felt his heart clench as he saw a single tear trickle down her cheek. "Leila, were you a virgin?"

She nodded, still not meeting his gaze as she took a shuddering breath.

He released a sardonic breath, and brushed away the tears before he cupped her cheek, tipping her chin to look at him. "You should have told me, Darling. I would have been gentler with you."

She looked at him and swallowed. "I was afraid you wouldn't want to. I didn't know it would hurt like this."

"Oh I still would have wanted you. But I would have been much more gentle with you. You have me incredibly aroused, and I couldn't help myself," he said with a smile. "You feel absolutely amazing the way you're gripping my cock."

She smiled back up at him. "Okay."

He dropped his lips down to hers, knowing he needed to bring her back up to the point of arousal she'd been at before he'd hurt her. His heart clenched. He hadn't meant to hurt her. Never in a million years would he ever want to hurt this woman.

He realized then that she had chosen to have sex for the first time with him. She'd chosen to give him her virginity. He didn't want it to be an experience she just as soon forget either. He wanted it to be something she would remember fondly. He wanted her to remember him. Even if at some point he forgot her.

He forced himself to remain still inside her for the time being, even though it wasn't easy to do. She was so incredibly tight, and all he wanted to do was pound into her until they were both coming.

"Condom?" she asked softly.

He froze. "Crap. I have one." Pulling out wasn't something he wanted to do, but oh well. He slid out slowly, and grabbed the condom he'd set out earlier. He'd been so focused on her, he didn't think about it.

Knox slipped the condom on, noticing the blood on his dick. He pursed his lips. There was nothing he could do about it now except be more gentle this time.

He kneeled back on the bed between her legs. "I'm going to slide back in so that you can adjust."

She nodded.

Knox stroked her clit making her moan, and bringing her back up close to cumming. Then he carefully slid into her. Her eyes widened a bit and she bit her lip.

He focused on kissing her, playing with her perky little tits, and stroking her clit some more. Leila was very responsive for him though and was making those noises that he loved, signaling that she was close.

She arched her body up towards his, her soft moans music to his ears, as he brought her back to where he needed her to be. He began to move then, slowly at first but once he'd reassured himself that she was okay, he began to move faster, loving the way she gripped him so tightly.

Knox stared down at her as he moved. Her eyes fluttered open and her lips parted. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and her fingers swept through his hair. She was so incredibly beautiful. He couldn't resist kissing her again as they both chased their orgasms.

She was approaching her release, and Knox picked up his speed a bit more, resting his forehead against hers. He wanted a bond with this woman. He had no idea why, but there was just something about her. He didn't understand it; Leila wasn't his mate. She was just a gorgeous woman whose virginity he'd taken and who was giving him an amazing night.

A one night stand. That was all it could ever be. They both knew it. They didn't even live in the same country. And she wasn't his.

Leila suddenly cried out, her body arching up into his, as she screamed out her release. Knox felt his own orgasm rush through him and he slowed down his movements, finding her clit again so he could prolong her orgasm.

He kissed her one more time, then pulled back, his gaze traveling down her gorgeous flushed body. She was even more beautiful post-orgasm. "Stay put," he said softly.

She nodded, her face already showing that he'd worn her out.

Knox got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He yanked the condom off, tossing it before he grabbed a wash cloth and wet it with warm water, then cleaned himself off. He grabbed a second wash cloth and wet it as well, then walked back out into the bedroom and moved over between her legs.

Blood was smeared on her thighs, and he bit his lip as he gently cleaned it up, along with her sex. He tossed the wash cloth, then settled down beside her, and pulled her to him, brushing her hair back from her face. She already looked half asleep. "Are you okay?" he asked her softly, gently kissing her forehead.

She nodded. "I'm good. This night was wonderful."

He smiled, pleased with her words. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Despite me hurting you." A frown replaced the smile, though there was nothing he could do to change what had happened. He'd made it up to her the best he could.

Leila reached up and cupped his cheek. "I'm good, Knox. Really. Just sleepy now. You wore me out."

"Sleep then," he said quietly.

"You sure you want me to?" she asked.

"Yeah. I don't mind," he responded, pulling a blanket up over both of them. He truly didn't care if she slept in his bed. He wanted her to. He wanted to hold her for a while. At some point, he had to walk away from all of this whether he wanted to or not.

Leila snuggled into Knox and he wrapped both arms around her contentedly. Why couldn't she be his mate? He did feel a connection with her, and even his wolf hadn't minded him sleeping with her. But they both knew she wasn't theirs. She never would be.

Knox closed his eyes, breathing in her scent, and was soon in a deep sleep.