Captured by the Cruel Alpha

Dreaming of the Alpha

*Fiona*

I’m lying in my bed in the tower, but everything is hazy. A thin mist hangs around the perimeter of the room, one I can’t see through. The mist obscures even the windows. Moonbeams cut through the fog in hazy stripes. I can’t remember what was going on a few moments ago, but I remember Varek was here.

My door opens, and I turn toward it. He’s back. Alpha King Varek stands in my doorway in only a pair of tight trousers. His chest muscles bulge, his arms ripple with every movement, and his abs are flat and tight. The waist of his pants is slung so low, I can see the top of that tempting V where it disappears beneath the fabric. His hair is wild, his dark eyes penetrating. When he stalks toward me, I know I cannot escape him.

Varek rips the blanket back from my body, and I am completely naked beneath. My n*****s harden beneath his intense gaze, and a pool of wetness slicks my inner thighs. Beneath my rib cage, my heart hammers away as my breath comes in wanton pants.

I can’t pretend I don’t want him. He’s an Adonis, and the way he commands everyone around him wreaks of power. With only his eyes, he can melt the most stoic reserve.

“Touch yourself,” he commands me, and I immediately do. My fingers slide between my folds. I rub between my slit, fumbling over my clit while my other hand plucks my n*****s. I can’t take my eyes off him as a moan rips from my body. The ache within me intensifies. I push a finger inside, then another, but it’s not enough. I need him to claim me before I come undone.

While I continue to stroke myself, he unbuttons his pants, and they fall to the floor, releasing his massive c**k. I want to feel him inside of me so badly, but a ripple of fear shoots up my spine. I’m a virgin; how can I fit such an enormous d**k inside of me?

Varek climbs on top of me, his mouth devouring mine. He tastes of freshwater and mint, and I can’t get enough of him. My hips buck off the bed, but he holds me down. “You’ll wait for me, Princess,” he says in a demanding voice. I quiver beneath his touch but don’t argue. Right now, I am completely at his mercy.

He draws a n****e into his mouth, his tongue swirling as he sucks so hard, I cry out. His other hand pinches my n****e, twisting and kneading. His c**k is pressed against my belly. I writhe beneath him, the dampness between my thighs soaking the bedding.

Varek lifts up and takes hold of the backs of my legs, spreading them wide. His hot breath fans my core, and he lowers his head to lap up my juices. His rough tongue dips inside of me, sending a pulse of electricity through my body. I thread my fingers through his hair and press him harder. He sucks my clit between his lips and runs his tongue over it again and again until my muscles tighten, and I begin to spasm around his tongue.

When he lifts his head to kiss me again, I taste myself on his lips. He continues to hold my knees apart, and I feel the head of his c**k at my entryway. I remember his order not to move, but I want to feel him inside me so badly, it’s almost impossible not to move.

“What do you want, Princess?” he whispers against my cheek.

“Please,” I say in a voice I do not recognize. “Please, Alpha, claim me.”

“You want me to f**k you, Princess?” He hovers above me, and I look up into his dark eyes.

Biting my lip, I nod.

“That’s not good enough. I need you to beg.”

“Please,” I say again, this time in an even more pleading tone. “Please, Alpha Varek, please f**k me.” This doesn’t seem like something I would ever say, but I’m desperate for him to take me. The ache inside me is so intense, I can hardly bear it.

A rich chuckle rumbles from his throat. “I told you I’d break you.” With that, he plunges inside me, all at once, and my mouth falls open in a gasp of pain and pleasure. I’m stretched to the limit, and he’s buried to the hilt.

He doesn’t give me a chance to adjust. Instead, he moves his hips hard and fast, grinding against me as he f***s me senseless. I scratch at his back and claw at the sheets, trying desperately to hold on, but my mind is as hazy as the misty fog that still clings to my room. In a matter of minutes, I curl up and then explode in a wave of pleasure that has my toes curling and his name pulled from my lungs. He is relentless and continues to ram into me for so long, I’m afraid I might pass out, but then he finally releases with a groan, and he has claimed me. I am his.

Alpha Varek looks down at me with a sinister smile. “I told you that you were mine, Princess, that I’d break you. Now, you’ll never be with another man without thinking of me.”

I stare up at him, wondering what the hell I’ve done. How did I give into him so quickly? Just because he showed up in my room shirtless! All the fight has left me now that he has taken me as his own.

What in the Goddess damn world is wrong with me?

My door opens, and I sit up with a start. Liora stands there, a crooked grin on her face. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you. It’s dinnertime.”

I look around the room. It’s daytime. The fog is gone, and when I glance down at myself, I am fully clothed.

It was a dream. The whole f*****g thing was just a dream.

Sighing in relief, I fall back onto my pillow, thankful that I haven’t actually let Alpha King Varek f**k me senseless. Goddess, I can’t give into him, no matter how much my body wants him, no matter how incredible that dream felt.

“Are you all right?” Liora asks, setting my tray of food on the end of the bed.

“I’m fine. I just had a bad dream.” I say, hoping she didn’t hear anything to contradict my statement.

She arches an eyebrow. “Well, I guess you must’ve been dreaming that the Alpha was murdering you, considering what you were screaming.” She heads to the door, laughing, and my face turns bright red.

Goddess, she knows. What if she tells him? He’ll think I’m already broken.

What if I am?