The Kings Series #1 His Beauty Queen novel Chapter 24

How much longer can he wait? Every fiber in his body was pulsing with lust. Especially with the stunt his Anna pulled earlier. Combining that to the love he felt for the woman he has in his arms, he would be combusting in a few minutes.

His lycan was demanding to be let out. Well, he fucking can't. Not while his mate was still human. He will break her in two with his lust.

I won't hurt mate.

Not intentionally wolf. In a few days, she'll be lycan. You will mate in wolf form. But absolutely not in full lycan beast.

Ok, human. But shift partially later. I want to knot her.

Goddess, the images he filled him with. Alexander took a deep breath. An hour. No more.

Besides, he needed to feed his mate. She will need energy for what he planned for them tonight.

Halfway during the reception his smiles and greetings became curter as time passes, bordering on rudeness, his mate turned to him. Expressive brows arched in a silent question.

"Are you ok, darling?" Worry marred her beautiful features. Goddess, how stunningly gorgeous she looked tonight. And her Lilly white gown...he shuddered. His cock seeping precum. He will happily tear the dress to shreds later.

He wondered how long it will take for her to forgive him if he did that. She cleared her throat to get his attention. Fuck!

"I want you. Soon. I can't stand it anymore, mio amore." His harsh whisper on her neck made her shiver. Good. It meant she anticipated her mating too.

Their mind link will come later after they completed the bond and it will come in handy.

"Then let's cut the cake so we can go." He couldn't move fast enough. She giggled at his eagerness. Her hand clasped his, the gesture conveying her happiness.

He had to admit, even he was amazed at Anna Marie's creation. People had been taking pictures of this art. It was almost a shame to ruin it by cutting a piece.

People clapped with cheers and approval. Loving the tradition, Anna and him fed each other cakes. Damn! Delicious. The director of ICE, from a dragon flock, approached Rie. That was a good sign. He made a mental note to talk to the man soon.

"Can we go now?" He growled. Nope. No one can stop him from his purpose. His Anna grinned at him, nodding her reply. She squealed when he scooped her in his arms, amidst the cheers of their families and guests.

With her in his arms, there was only one destination.

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Their mansion was too quiet. He led them in. Everyone was instructed to leave the place for several days. He smirked.

He planned to fuck his mate on every surface of this house.

That starts tonight.

His kisses were filled with lust as he guided them to their suite. Her hands were not idle either. He placed her on feet, she was tugging his shirt off. He gladly removed it for her.

He stopped her hands when she reached his belt. "I will lose control if you do that, let me prepare you, baby girl."

She moaned at his rough voice. As impatient as he was.

His fingers released her hair from its confinement. The tresses fell on her shoulders down to her lace-covered breasts. Slowly, his fingers trailed her rosy cheeks to her fresh mark going to the top of her mounds. His mate was barely breathing. Panting heavily. The veins throbbed on her neck.

Her scent of arousal made him dizzy. He knew her cunny will be wet. His nostrils flared at the delicious scent. She would be creamy wet down there and he couldn't wait to touch her.

At the thought, he carried her again to their huge bed, this time it was covered in white satin sheets. Laying her comfortably on the downy mattress, he began to peel off her sheer white stockings together with her shoes.

He shuddered from the feel of her hot smooth skin.

Looking down at her sultry position, he unbuckled his pants, pulling down his zipper, toeing off his black leather shoes, then socks.

Her eyes felt like her fingers, the intensity of her stare caressed his skin. Fuck! He shucked his pants and boxers quickly.

It was her turn.

Completely naked, he climbed their bed. Without hesitation, fingers gripping the laced neckline, he tore her gown right in the middle. Fuck yes!

"Alexander! It's a Vera Wang." Vera what? Like he gave a damn. She swallowed her protest in their sultry kiss, his hot tongue sparring with hers. He received her deep moans of pleasure, his eager hands caressed her breasts, rolling her nipples.

Her nails scratched his muscled back. He welcomed the sting. It made everything raw and hotter. For her. Only for her.

The ache in his cum-filled balls made him want to fast track. But he couldn't. He was aware he was well endowed. Bigger than normal. He had to make his Queen's pussy ready.

With fleshy lips on her neck, knowing it will heighten her arousal, he began sucking on her mark. He reached for the remaining cloth on her body, which included her wet panties, leaving her bare to feast.

His mouth suckled on her nipples while his free hand parted her thighs. He glanced down, rough fingers dancing on her wet pussy lips. Exploring. Spreading her slick moisture.

"Open wider, Anna." She complied right away. Whimpering.

"Oh God, Xander!" His thumb drew soft circles on her clit and her whole body bowed with pleasure. Her virginal pussy looked so tempting, no fleshy labia. Just the hairless mound covering the small bundle of nerves and untried slit.

Watching her blissful expression, his middle finger traced the wet entrance, testing it before plunging knuckles deep. She whined in protest, he kissed it away. His tongue was moving in and out of hers, mirroring his finger.

With her consent and moans, he added another finger while still pressing on her clit.

Goddess, his mate was so fucking tight. Her walls gripped his two fingers, about to get three, her hymen taunting him. With steady fucking and moisture flowing, he was able to include a third. She cried in longing. Preparing to come.

"Baby girl, come on my fingers." He murmured, licking her mark. She came, thrashing her head against the pillows, sobbing his name, gushing on his thick digits.

He growled and crawled on top of her parted thighs. His shoulders spread them wider so he could eat her cunny.

Her hands tried to pull him up but he held on. He won't be denied.

"Fuck, Xander!" He smirked on her clit, his eager tongue lapping while he fingered her, aiming to make her come once more before he breached her.

He looked up, her lust-filled eyes were on him, gazing at him as he worshiped her. His free hand palmed her breasts, twisting her pink peaks. The sensation was too much for her, she let go. Coming on his mouth and tongue. He prolonged her orgasm, sucking on her clit. So fucking delicious.

His erection throbbed in response and his balls were so tight.

Motherfucker! He couldn't wait. His cock in his fist, he glided the swollen head and length on her dripping mound. Coating him in her essence.