The Two Alpha Kings Possession

Chapter Sixteenth

Chase

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I hate when someone tries to get into my fvcking business and Leo have been doing that a lot lately. Walking his way back into the palace and getting so comfortable like he never left and talking over me like I’m a whiny little pup.

He crossed the line shutting me up like that in front of everyone and he crossed all lines when he touched Kendra.

He had his stupid eyes on my mate the entire dinner time. watching him touch her like that – My god, it made me so f*****g angry, i barely heard anything anyone said.

Kendra is my business. She became one the moment she let me kiss her. She became mine to Lord and dominant the moment she chose to give her virginity to me.

In our kingdom, males are protective over their mates and pups. It’s why I want to protect Kendra from vile and deceptive men like my half brother. I’m the only one who can protect her, even if my intentions are morally dark.

Leo whispered something into her ear that made her pretty face to lit up with a smile. the fact that I didn’t hear what he told her leave me in a tangle of frustration, and anger that are driving me slowly towards the edge of what feels like insanity.

Only I should make her smile like that…

I lean a hip against the great Hall door frame, my arms wrapped over my chest as i watch Kendra marking out the floor where they’d be keeping seats. Ellie is with Anna in her bedchamber picking out flowers sent earlier by the royal florist.

It’s night, the light in the hall is bright as to obscure vision, causing her skin to radiate.

Glancing at me briefly with disdain, she rolls her eyes at me then back to what she is doing and I try not to notice how incredibly beautiful that makes her, how the sight of her makes me want her more than I can express.

The decision to stay away from her, holding my wolf back and pretending like she doesn’t exist is starting to break me. My wolf is not happy with me, he wouldn’t even communicate to me anymore.

Being at odds with my wolf is exhausting. We usually get along just fine, like yin and yang. I let him out to run when he needs it, and he, in turn, lends me his strength when I’m weak.

“Whoa,” Trystan says in a deferential tone, spinning around on his heel as he makes his way into the hall, Killian is walking beside him. “The Royal mask is gonna be a blast.”

“Who’s the chick?” Killian asks, sauntering towards Kendra.

They are both my sidekicks. Boys whose main form of communication is violence, and that is a translation to us as a powerful form of communication. Go to frat parties or host one ourselves. f**k popular girls… we keep rotating same routine endlessly.

“Nice boobs, Kendra” Trystan says. His eyes slide up and down her body with a possessive glint and my beast rumbles inside me. “I never noticed.” He sniggers.

“She got a slick leg, too,” Killian says, smirking down at Kendra who pauses and looks terrified.

Trystan grabs her elbow and pulls her up, gripping tightly. She winces in agony.

“Let me go, please.” She cries out wriggling to break free from his grip. “Let go of my hand.”

“this is so much fun... isn't it? I like when you whimper like the low rank slut that you’re” He laughs insanely. Killian starts to laugh at her too. The more she begs them, the more they laugh at her.

“How about you get down on your knees and beg to suck our balls.” Killian suggests, grinning lasciviously at her.

"That is not a bad idea..." Trystan says, freeing her elbow, he grabs her chin, squeezing her mouth open. " She got a soft lips, perfect for my cock." He laughs and it Somehow manages to intensify the anger churning in my stomach.

She looks terrified. Trystan is scaring her out of her wits, playing with her like a cat with his mouse, taking way too much pleasure in her fear. She looks up at me. She wants me to help her, to intervene, to save her from my bully sidekicks, but I can’t…

“Fvck.” The pain inside my chest explodes then; the control I’ve been fighting to maintain shatters and my legs give out. Gritting my teeth, I fight to cage my wolf trying to claw it way out of me in rage. “ Back off boys.” I roar, stalking up to them.

“Why, Chase? You protecting this chick now?” He grins, tossing Kendra hard and she lands on the floor with a thud.

I make a mental note to punch Trystan once I reach them, but i quickly tick that off. Defending Kendra will raise questions. They all knew I hated her, we all did and it's best it stays that way.

“I am not protecting her. She’s mine to torture, which means, you are not allowed to touch her, so, back off.” I take a menacing step towards him, fiercely holding his gaze.

He holds my gaze with the same energy for a second, he presses his lips together. I know he wants retort, but I know he’s also wise enough to know the implications of defying his Alpha.

Trystan’s shoulders drops and he steps back. “Whatever you say man” He jerks his head to Killian, “Let’s get out of here, Killian.”

“Not cool man.” Killian says to me as he follows Trystan, leaving Kendra slumped on the floor.

I look down at Kendra. She meets my gaze, helpless tears cascading from her eyes. “Get up.” I command.

She slowly gets up and dusts her red flared print-gown with her hands. Kendra’s face grows serious. “I can take care of myself.”

“That’s what you think. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be careful.” I advice, if i can stop it, if I can prevent her from constantly falling into my bully friends hands then I’ll consider it a win.

I like seeing her frightened, but only when I make her. “Go home, it’s late.”

Kendra steps closer, challengingly close and I am immediately drawn to those lips: soft, Rosy pink, inviting, and tempting as sin. Whatever fragrance she is wearing infiltrated through my senses. “Don’t act like you care, My Lord.”

Bold, huh? I like that, but I also hate my female talking over me. I chuckle and shake my head, “But I do care, little pink.” I admit, running my fingers through my hair. That gives her a pause, and I watch as her throat throb when she swallows.

“I really do.” I say again. When she sticks out her tongue to run it over her dry lips, I am tempted to grab her chin and devour her sweet mouth. Fvck. Kendra is poison, one with no antidote.

“You care about me, huh? And you said all those mean and horrible things to me?...” she glares at me, expecting an answer that I’m not ready to give and then she asks, “ you didn’t mean all those things you said, do you?”

My D.ick lurches in my pants, an almost automatic reaction to her at this point. It makes me really mad that I lose control of myself by just the sight of her frail innocent face, her sweet velvety voice and plump lips. I have had many girls, but for some reasons, Kendra won’t stop playing with my f*****g senses.

“You made me feel dirty, stupid and…”

I cut into her last word, “The problem, little pink, is that you are starting to talk too much. Why don’t you let me teach you a better way to occupy your mouth?” I start to unbuckle my belt. “ Why don’t you get on your fvcking knees and fill that sweet mouth of yours up with my c**k instead.”

She opens her mouth wide in shock. I love watching the frustration at that bubble in her eyes, but I love just as much how quickly she recovers her composure and ready to take on any challenge. I feel her competitive side kick in and she drops on her knees.

I groan and smile down at her, “Good girl…”

In a moment my d.ick is free and right in front of her face. “Why don’t you shut your mouth with this instead? You’ve got quite the mouth on you these days.”

“And if your girl walks in on us again?” she asks, looking up at me, her sharp worried eyes shining into mine like a twinkling star.

I understand, her fear must come from a place of worry that Ellie will punish her again if we get caught. She had humiliated Kendra the last time and i didn’t quite do anything to help her…

“I am the Alpha. Why don’t you leave me to worry about that for us.” I give her an assuring look, a promise I obviously can’t keep. My c.cck is rock-hard throbbing and I just want her to stop talking and take care of my erection.

“Fvck.” I moan as her mouth slides over the head of my c***k, sucking it into her mouth, licking away the pre-c*m at the tip, and tasting the warm and saltines on her tongue.

She’s so fvcking beautiful like this, on her knees beneath me, head moving back and forth, tongue flicking out to tease the tip of my length.

“Damn… little pink.” I curse. “You’re mine,” I growl, shoving my full length into her throat, filling her mouth up until her lips is touching my skin. “You look so hot with c***k stuffed in your mouth.” She’s gagging, tears running down her face and the sight of her like this is making my c***k throb hard in her mouth.

She screams, but the sound is muffled by the thick length stretching her lips. I slowly pull myself free and she gasps, panting heavily for air. I take my c***k in my hand slapping either side of her face and smearing the saliva on her lips.

“Fvck… your mouth, it feels so good.”