The Cursed Luna, Bride Of The Alpha King

CHAPTER 3

HAZEL POV

I carried my purse, ready to leave, but it was already too late.

The door swung open and the devil himself walked in. My heart skipped a beat as my gaze travelled from his pants up to his eyes. I should have run away.

I should have left this place earlier than planned, because now it was too late. His eyes landed on me. I parted my lips to speak, but they shook violently and no words came out.

This was not the same guy I had known six years ago. He locked the door and walked in lazily, as if trying to pass the message that he had all the time in the world to play whatever game I was planning.

“Are you the one they sent tonight?” he asked. I swallowed, unsure what he meant. He walked towards me and began to undo his wristwatch.

“I thought I warned him not to send another woman in here. I do not need one,” he said. His voice was so deep that it sent tantalising shivers down my spine. There was no way he could have grown up into a man with such an alluring voice.

Now I understood what he was trying to say. I had presented myself as the girl supposed to serve him tonight. Which meant I was supposed to…

Oh no.

Don’t tell me he was going to make love to me.

“I’m sorry, I seem to have ended up…” My voice trailed off when his hand suddenly caught my waist and I fell against him in shock.

“…in the wrong room,” I managed to finish, my heart hammering against my chest.

“You are… human,” he said. Then he took my hand and placed it on the bulge in his trousers.

My eyes widened at how hard he was. This was not normal… wait.

Oh no.

It seemed he had been drugged.

“I will treat you right,” he whispered against the shell of my ear.

“I will treat you gently, Mate,” he said.

Before I could ask what he meant by calling me his mate, his lips claimed mine. At first, I gripped the front of his shirt in shock, my eyes wide open as his silver mask pressed against mine.

Then instinct kicked in, along with a rush of adrenaline. I needed to run — to escape before it was too late. Before I ended up having a one-night stand with Knox. But his tongue slipped into my mouth and I lost all rational thought.

His tongue was sinful. It devoured me completely. Goosebumps dotted my skin and my heart raced as he cupped my ass with his strong hands. He was so skilful, so good that it scared me. I had never expected him to be this dominating, and there was no way I could escape.

He had mistaken me for one of the women he was supposed to bed. Maybe there was still a chance to leave after he finished kissing me.

In the blink of an eye, it was as though he had heard my silent plea. Alpha Knox released me and I quickly stepped back.

“I’m sorry,” I said. My eyes were still unfocused from the kiss, but I managed to locate my purse. I bent down quickly and picked it up.

I only needed to take four more steps and I would reach the door. Freedom was right in front of me. I took the first step, then the second, and suddenly I felt his looming presence behind me.

“As much as I enjoyed the chase, I’m afraid I can’t wait any longer,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper against the shell of my ear.

He lifted me off the ground and placed me on the massive king-sized bed. I tried to sit up, but he was already over me.

Strangely, I wasn’t scared. It felt as if my body had betrayed me. There was a force pulling me in, refusing to let me run. I only needed to explain to him that I was a married woman and had ended up in his room by mistake.

Why was it so hard for me to speak?

Right there, he began to undo the buttons of his shirt in front of me, his legs trapping mine.

“Just speak, Hazel. Tell him,” my inner voice kept urging, but I couldn’t move my lips.

His bare chest made my mouth water. Then he did the unthinkable — he removed his mask. I watched as his handsome, sculpted face came into view.

I had been wrong.

He was beautiful.

He was not the same guy I had met in college.

This was not the same Knox. He had transformed into an alluring man, and my fragile heart couldn’t take it.

His hand moved towards my dress, but I stopped him. There was no point running away now. But I couldn’t let him see my face. If doing this would save Theodore, then I would do it gladly.

“Let’s do it with my clothes on,” I said. I barely recognised my own voice. It sounded weak and desperate.

“Okay,” he replied. He tried to reach for my mask, but I shook my head. He didn’t argue. Instead, he raised my legs and pulled off my panties.

I watched as his full lips curved into a smile when he noticed how wet I was. Too bad he would never know he was making love to the same girl he had bullied in college. A tear slipped down my face when I felt his mouth down there.

No matter how much I tried to hold it in, I moaned loudly in pleasure when his tongue hit a particular spot.

“Ahh.”

He didn’t stop. Instead, his skilful tongue continued to f**k me. I had had s*x with Theodore before, but nothing compared to this. It was as if this was what my body had been yearning for all along.

I didn’t even realise when he removed his pants. The next thing I knew, his thick c**k was positioned at my entrance.

“You are beautiful,” he said. I grabbed the bedsheets tightly. The moment he thrust in, his c**k stretched the walls of my cunt. He stayed still for a moment, his eyes glued to mine. There was something in his gaze that scared me — fear, care, and something I couldn’t quite place.

“You okay?” he asked. I nodded.

And then he began to move. His thrusts were powerful, filled with raw hunger, and I found myself moving my hips to meet him. My lips parted and moans escaped me.

“Uhm…” The sounds slipped from my tongue, but he didn’t stop. He picked up the pace and I couldn’t hold back any longer. My legs shook as an orgasm hit me and I screamed out.

He didn’t stop, and I didn’t think he would stop anytime soon. Suddenly, I felt his c**k begin to swell inside me. At first he paused, but the swelling continued. I realised what was happening — he was going to knot me.

“Don’t move,” he said. I could see he was scared, as if he didn’t fully understand what was happening himself. Then he pulled out only to thrust back in.

“No!” I screamed in ecstasy. This time the feeling was completely different.

I didn’t know how many times we did it before I eventually collapsed, and it seemed he did too.