Possessing the Alpha Queen

Desire and Sink

Alan Aldington's POV

Alan's face has changed, and it was not safe for Melinda to come here at this moment. Although his stepmother was over thirty, she was still beautiful. When he was about to explode with lust, it was unwise to let her in, but Alan still opened the door and asked, "Aunt Melinda, what can I do for you?"

Melinda was a little distracted, and in the dim light, Alan looked like a younger duplicate of his father. Now, his blond hair was messy and fluffy, his loose linen shirt was wrinkled, and the buttons were loosened, revealing half of his broad chest.

"No wonder he is the dream lover of all girls!" Melinda whispered to herself.

She smiled at him and said, "Alan, I've come to talk to you about the change of city guards."

As the Luna of the kingdom of Amby, she is more than just eye-candy. The city defense force, which was under the charge of Alan, was the last defense of Sphere Castle. To ensure the loyalty of the city defense forces, they will change their posts every two months. But this matter has always been discussed between Alan and her father. What does Melinda have to talk about?

Confused, Alan invited Melinda into the room.

The thick flannel curtains made the room dim. Melinda sat on the chair by the fireplace, put her hands in front of her, looked at Alan, and said, "your father told me a month ago that he went out on business. During his absence, I'll take care of all the affairs in the castle. Recently, the city defense forces are about to change their posts. I suggest that Lawrence transfer this time."

Alan was a little absent-minded, while Raymond roared manic in his mind, and his evil desires were burning like flames. He looked at Melinda, focusing on the ruby in front of her breast, which shone particularly brightly in the cleavage. Frames of memories flashed through his mind. When he first saw Melinda, he was like a pup, full of vigilance for the sudden emergence of a strange woman. But with time, the charm of that mature woman always turned him on. He was held in Melinda's arms when he was young, resting his head on each other's chest and sniffing each other's smell. It was at that time that he had his first s****l impulse.

Melinda sensed that Ellen was a little distracted. His gaze made her uncomfortable. She put her hand on the ruby between her breast to hide her uneasiness, "Alan? she asked in a higher tone. Do you have a problem with that? "

"Oh?" In a daze, Alan looked up from her cleavage and looked right into Melinda's eyes, which shone brightly in the darkness, like the eyes of a she-wolf in heat in the night. Alan suppressed his longing: "Lawrence?" What happened to him? "

Lawrence was one of the best guards in the kingdom and won the king's trust.

Melinda said, "in two months, it will be God's Day in my hometown. I advised Angelina to go there for a break. There's a lot of snow outside, it's a long way, and Angelina had never been out of town. I want Lawrence to escort her there. "

Alan had not heard what Melinda said, and the fire shadowed her face, blurring her face and making her look like those bitches moaning in his crotch. He was lost, fantasizing about her plump body under a long red dress, and Melinda wriggled under him. He grabbed the subtle smell on her body, which is Angelina's. It drove him crazy. Of all the words Melinda said, only Angelina's name echoed in his mind like a spell. He stood up and walked towards Melinda.

In the dim light, Melinda did not notice the desire in Alan's eyes. She was talking to herself. Alan suddenly stood in front of her, and before she could react, Alan's big hands were on her shoulder.

"Alan! What are you doing? " Melinda got panicked at Alan's sudden act.

Melinda felt cold on her shoulder and chest. Her dress was torn. Then Alan bowed his head and bit her breast.

"Ah!" Melinda was caught off guard by Alan's surprise attack. Out of anger and shame, she tried to push him away, but the pain in her chest distorted her tone. It sounded like she was moaning.

"Alan! Don't! Stop! I'm your mother. Calm down. " Melinda was afraid to be heard by maids outside the room and dared not speak loudly. She pressed one hand on Alan's chest and held the chair back with the other in an attempt to dodge. But to no avail, Alan squeezed her shoulder with one hand and slid her abdomen with the other.

With a bang, the chair could not bear the weight. Melinda fell to the ground, and she snorted in pain. But Alan still nibbled on her chest, biting her n*****s and sucking hard, like a breast-hungry child.

Alan vented out his lust relentlessly. His seductive smell and the shock of the fall made her dizzy. Melinda was a mature woman and understood that Alan f****d every woman he could get.

Her upper dress had been torn by Alan, revealing her snow-white skin. Alan rubbed and sucked her t**s. Then he lifted her long gown over her thigh, and his hand fumbled across her thigh and fingered her corn. His touch released her repressed desire.

"Well." Melinda could not resist his power. So, she gave up resistance. The tingling sensations in her upper body traveled down her fiery back and converged on her lower body. Alan pressed against her body, his bulging lower body pressing against her p***y, hot and wet, a feeling she hadn't had in a long time, and something inside her was looking forward to it.

"Alan, please, no ...... no ......," Melinda's voice was breathy, more like flirting. She caressed his chest, her fingers encircling the other's n*****s. She wrapped around Alan 's waist and squeezed hard against herself.

Melinda's voice grew softer and softer as she suppressed wave after wave of pleasure as she longed for Alan to go further. The powerful alpha breath was her aphrodisiac, as was Baroque. She was made for lust, to live in a world of power, profit, and s****l desire.

"f**k me ......" she spat out those two words. Melinda couldn't suppress her desire anymore. As if on command, Alan kissed her fiercely on the lips. The fierce kiss made Melinda a bit suffocated. Her brain was lack of blood. She was trying to catch her breath, and immediately she felt the emptiness of her lower body filled, and her parched soul soothed.

Alan's beastly nature unleashed, and he took Melinda's legs over his shoulders and pumped them wildly, striking Melinda's soul with every stroke. The proud queen was reduced to a slave of desire. She wanted more! The wavering firelight cast the shadows of the two entangled limbs onto the wall, like a demon dancing with a scythe.

"Oh my god!" Melinda took a deep breath as she sank.