IN BED WITH THE WRONG ALPHA

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ROBYN:

"I want you now," I whispered with a dry throat.

He pressed his lips against mine in a rough kiss, consuming me whole. His entire restraint faltered as he grabbed my waist, hoisted me up and set me down on the throne seat without breaking the kiss.

The kiss consumed me whole as he nibbled on my lower lip, and I granted him entrance, allowing our tongues to dance in unison for a second. Then my hand brushed against the gold crest on the arm, causing me to freeze. My senses slammed back into me in one jolt, and I gasped, pushing hard against his chest.

We broke away from the kiss, both of us panting, his dazed eyes glaring at me.

"Kane, we... we can't. It's—"

"The throne room," he finished for me, the hunger in his eyes evident. He leaned back in, his breath hot against my skin. "Who cares? If my wife wants something, I give it to her."

My stomach dipped as I took in the sincerity in his eyes, wishing it were from a place of genuine love. A man who was head over heels for me, and not just a push and pull for satisfaction and politics.

Before I could dwell on it, he buried his face in the crook of my neck, trailing hungry, open-mouthed kisses down my throat, dropping lower until he reached the base of my breasts. He gritted his teeth, his hands wrestling with the heavy satin and rigid boning of my gown. He tried pushing the layers up, but it bunched uselessly over my chest, completely covering my face and blinding me in darkness.

He let out a growl. "f**k it."

Then his claws shot out, and he grabbed the dress, ripping it with his Alpha strength. He discarded my panties in the same breath.

Cool air hit my skin, leaving me entirely bare on the cold chair, panting and needy at his mercy.

Without wasting a second, he dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down my thighs, pushing them wide open.

"Mmhh." I bit out a moan, throwing my head back as he swept his tongue over my c**t. My core tightened, and I tried to shut my legs from the sensation.

"Keep them open, love." His voice rumbled between my thighs.

He kissed my c**t, suckling on it for a while before dipping his tongue between my folds.

"f**k!" My voice echoed high off the walls.

Kane's hand shot up, and he slid his thumb into my mouth, pressing down on my tongue.

He continued with his tongue, dipping it into me, circling my folds. My body shuddered, and I bucked my hips forward, dipping my fingers into his soft curls. Then a muffled groan left my body as my climax crashed forward, and I sucked on his thumb.

When my body stopped shaking, he pulled out, getting to his feet.

"Get on your knees." He commanded before I could catch my breath.

As though a spell had been cast on me, I stood up and knelt on the seat, gripping the backrest for support. He stepped up behind me, running his fingers from my butt to my p***y. Then he slid two fingers inside, gathering my wetness.

He grabbed my throat, tilting my head, pushing one finger into my mouth and the other into his.

"You taste divine," he breathed against my lips before he consumed my lips in a short kiss.

His hands worked his trousers while he kissed me, pulling them down. Before I could recover, he thrust into me in one go. My body shook against him as my walls expanded to take him.

Then he started moving in a slow rhythm. When I had fully swallowed him, he pulled out and gave me a deeper thrust that shook the seat. Then he increased his pace, going in and out at a steady, fast rhythm.

His hands reached up to take my breasts. They were a perfect fit, like they were tailor-made for one another. He played with my breasts, pressing hot kisses up my spine and onto the back of my neck. Reaching down, he hitched one of my legs up over the arm of the chair, giving himself a better view as he drove deeper into me until a ragged grunt tore from his throat.

My body shook in rhythm with his as the ecstasy of release crushed us both. Then he pulled out, spilling himself over my backside.

My stomach pulsed at the release, and I remained there with him dripping down my thighs.

In that exact split second, the doors banged open, and a horrified female voice screamed into the room, "For the love of the Goddess, what is going on here?"

My heart skipped a beat as we both turned to see Kane's mother, Wendy, with two guards.

"What the f**k?" Kane yelled, shielding me with his body. "Get the f**k out!" he growled, and the guards fled instantly.

"Dear Goddess," his mother said, and I saw her rubbing her temples over Kane's shoulder before she shut the door.

My heart pumped so fast beneath him. There was no amount that could name the kind of trouble we were in.

"Are you okay?" he asked, pulling away from me and undoing his buttons.

"You tell me. If you were stark naked and people walked in on you, would you be okay?" I asked, and he shrugged, looking down at his naked body.

"Urghn!" I grunted and grabbed the shirt from him, throwing it over my body.

I turned away to button it.

"Relax, okay?" he said, and I turned instantly with my face drawn down.

"Half the nation hates me, and now this?" My voice rose. "I know I said I wanted you, but in a f*****g bedroom."

"We have to spice up the marriage." He pulled up his trousers and closed the gap between us. "You don't have to worry. I will handle my mother, and if any of the guards say a word, they lose everything." His face went cold, like he hadn't made love to me in the sweetest way a moment ago…