The Kings Series #1 His Beauty Queen

“Goodnight, my king. We will see you in the morning.” He grunted in response and went straight to his gloomy office in the North Wing.

He was fairly sure his aim was to guard his mate. At least he had a purpose now. It made him feel less guilty for abandoning him to his own devices.

Alexander was the brother he never had. His best friend aside from his mate, Alexie. People call it a bromance. He smirked. It was what his mate labeled their closeness.

Werewolf pregnancy was very difficult. He was an only child, his parents died from a rogue attack when he was 20. He was at Cambridge at that time getting his doctorate in business.

His king was there for him during those rough times. Alexie’s and Xander’s age gap was 90 years. The moon goddess’s strict edict was they can only conceive with their mates.

Alexie stopped aging at 21 when she received the gift from the goddess, he at 26 years. They had been together for more than 60 years. It took time before they met each other, being on a different continent. But they eventually did and goddess how they met! Boom! Fireworks. He bought them an island in the Pacific and they stayed there for months. Just the two of them. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

Suddenly, he was impatient to be with his mate. He lengthened his strides, going straight to their suite and opened the doors slowly –not sure if she was awake. Their magnificent and soundproof room was shrouded in shadows. Doesn’t matter. Wolves have excellent eyesight even when it was pitch black.

The scent of his aroused mate hit him straight away. His cock, hidden inside his pants became painfully hard in seconds. His baby was waiting for him. With his wolf eyes, he was able to see what she was wearing, a pair of lacy bra and panties that hid nothing from him. He licked his dry lips, highly aroused.

He made sure the doors were locked before he began undressing. He made a show of it, knowing how she loved every defined muscle in his hard body. When at last he was naked, with his thick and throbbing cock on his hand, he climbed their bed, trapping her beneath him. He stroked her soft hair while he kissed her hungrily, plunging his tongue in her hot mouth, seeking and sucking hers. She clasped his hair, combing the blond tresses with her delicate fingers.

They both moaned when she opened her thighs letting his cock rub on her moist pussy, he arched his back, pressing his length firmly on her swollen slit. She began to knead his buttocks in encouragement. He smirked through their hot kiss. She was on her favorite part of his body aside from his cock.

“Michael, more, please.” Goddess! He didn’t want this to end right away but she was so tempting. And so sexy. Would have taken time to worship every inch of her perfect skin –impossible to do right now.

He sucked on her mark, biting her skin. He reached below to tear her sorry excuse scrap of underwear –paper-thin and transparent, it was useless anyway– they both groaned at the sensation of the moist head rubbing and nudging her clit. She smelled so divine. “Now, Michael!”

“So eager for my cock, mia amore?” He hissed –her juices coated his thick length and heavy balls from her buckling.

“I’m in heat!” She gasped breathlessly when he ripped her bra, baring her breasts. Pinning her arms above her head, he sucked on her pink nipples hungrily. From one to the other. His wolf was at the surface, eager to plant his seed.

He was about to lose control, his eyes were black –he sat on his knees between her spread thighs and surveyed his handiwork. Her swan-like neck was covered in love bites, her nipples wet and pointy and her moist lips pink and inviting. He leaned down to swipe his long and eager tongue on her pussy. Inhaling deeply, tasting her juices. He growled loudly. Fuck! His mate was fertile.

He snarled and spread her legs wider and arranged her calves on his shoulders. Without warning, he plunged his thick cock in her tight depths, she screamed at the intense feeling. Her walls massaging his thick length. Arg! That felt heavenly.

“Fuck, Michael!” She hung unto his biceps for dear life, he pounded in her tight depths. Grinding every thick swollen inch in her wet and hot pussy. He could feel the knot forming near the base of his thick rod. Moaning and thrashing beneath him, she loved all he was doing to her. He groaned when he felt her contracting around me. “Shit! I’m about to cum.”

He reached down, rubbing her swollen clit, she came squirting, wetting his swollen cock and balls. He plunged every inch of his cock, including his knot, making her scream.

“I am going to fill you with my seed, baby, then we will do it all over again!” He ground his cock deeper, his thick knot rubbing on her wet walls. The erotic sounds of their fucking, made his balls tighten even more. He reached down to play with her clit again while he kissed her deeply. Her hard nipples rubbing on his chest. Fuck! Too much. He gritted his teeth.

“Come for me now, baby! Now!” He heard her shout his name and he dipped down to sucked her nipple, her walls milking him as she came. With one last thrust, his hot seed filled her to the brim, his knot making sure nothing was spilled. “Baby, I love you.” She gasped. So deliciously spent. However, his dick was still hard and throbbing.

“I love you too, Michael.” She whispered in his ear, kissing and nibbling. She squealed at his sudden movement, arranging her on top of him, letting her know he was up for another round. And more.

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Alexander

He missed his mate.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He knew her for day and already couldn’t get her out of his mind anymore. Not even for a second. He was not even trying. Surrendering to fate completely.

How he wished he could go to her. Be with her. Sleep beside her. Inhale her calming scent. Instead, he was confined in his office, trying to distract himself by signing business and pack documents. They were only a door apart. His private office connected to the bedroom via the walk-in closet.

Her steady heartbeat and faint scent soothing him. Assuring his wolf that their mate was with them. Under their roof. Their protection. Theirs to care and provide. That thought alone stopped his wolf from whining. He paced restlessly inside his head though. Ready to leap to the bedroom at the smallest hint that she needed them there.

We should go to mate.

He continued to ignore him.

What if mate is afraid of the dark?

His wolf has a point. However, he can’t betray her fragile trust in him. He can’t show up in their bedroom in the middle of the night. That would scare her.

What if there are spiders and cockroaches? Protect mate!

He snorted. Baxter would die in embarrassment if there were insects in the royal suite. Sometimes his wolf can be an ass.

I am you, so you are an ass too. Human is an asshole.

Alexander shook his head and tried to block him. Christ! There were a lot of documents to sign tonight.

They both stilled when they heard faint thrashing on the sheets. Was that Anna? He was immediately alert, sniffing the air, all he can sense was fear –no one else was around in their royal wing. Servants had long retired. It was just the two of them.

Then he heard her scream. Maybe he was wrong and his mate was in danger. Motherfucker! He was out of his study in an instant, cursing at whoever dared hurt her. His wolf was snarling, ready to tear the bastard to pieces. His heart in his throat he reached the darkened bedroom in no time and scanned the darkness.

He gave a sigh of relief. No enemies. His precious mate was having a nightmare. A disturbing one. For him and definitely for her.

“No! Get off me! No!” He frowned. Did someone hurt her before? He slowly approached the bed, sitting against the headboard, he stroked her cheeks gently, trying to wake her up with his touch.

“Shhh… baby girl. No one will hurt you here.” He gruffly assured her. His voice thick, soft, and soothing. She opened her eyes to look at him. He smelled her fear and his stomach clenched.

“Alexander.” She whispered his name like a prayer. Her amber eyes misty, bottomless.

“I am here, cara mia. No one will hurt you. I promise.” He continued to stroke her flush cheek then comb her lush russet hair with his fingers. His whole body hardened, she clasped his hand to kiss his palm. It took a huge effort not to react and show her how he really felt. He closed his eyes from the wonderful sensation instead.

“Um… Xander?” He looked down at her, studying her eyes, trying to guess what she wanted. Knowing he would grant her anything except her freedom. She belonged to him. In every way.

“Yes, baby girl?” She smiled weakly at him, shivering from his rough voice. Goddess. She wanted him. But he can’t, no matter how much he wanted to kiss her –he wanted her to know she can trust him to protect her always. Even from himself. He ignored his hard-on, giving her all his attention.

“Please stay with me?” She pleaded. I will stay with you former, cara mia. If only he could say those words right now and not scare her away. He nodded –happy to sleep on the couch as long as he was in their bedroom.

“I will take the couch.” He turned, about to let her go, to his surprise she tightened her hold on his hand. Not letting him go.

“No!” He raised his brow. Confused. Did she change her mind? “I mean we can share the bed if you want, the bed is big and the couch is too small for you, and I don’t want you…” She suddenly stopped when he chuckled. Relief. Fuck! She was so adorably flustered, he can’t help it. He leaned down to pepper her red cheeks with kisses, making her gasp.

“Move over, baby girl.” He was glad he was already in his sweat pants and cotton shirt. He grunted when he laid his tired body on the soft mattress. Leaving a decent space between them.

To his surprise, she scooted closer to him, seeking his warmth. Without second thoughts, he gathered her in his arms, nuzzling her hair, inhaling her wonderful scent. Goddess, this is heaven! She draped her arm on his waist, her cheek on his chest, above his beating heart.

“Xander?”

“Babygirl.”

“Is this ok?”

“This is more than ok. You belong in my arms.” There was no prevarication. She would believe him and trust him better if he was honest and blunt about how he felt. Their relationship does not deserve half measures. And there was no hiding from all these.

“Do you feel it too? The attraction? The connection?” Her voice was soft almost a whisper. He embraced her tightly, molding her soft curves to his hard frame. She moaned, squeezing him. He gritted his teeth. Striving for control.

“I feel all of that and more, mia amore. Earlier today you asked me about relationships. It’s true, I never had one but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to have a bond with you, a relationship. I want to do this right. I want to date you, to court you. I won’t rush you but please let me be with you.” He tilted her chin to look into her beautiful eyes.

“Ok.” She whispered shyly. He touched her cheek, it was so warm from her blushes. He chuckled, making her blush even more. He wondered if she was rosy all over. He really intended to find out in the near future.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. She settled back in his arms, her cheek on his broad chest. Their clothing a thin barrier for their heating bodies. Tingles and sparks deliciously prickling their skin.

“Would it be too forward if I ask you to sleep here with me every night, I mean not… ah… you know… ah just sleep.” She groaned at his silent laughter and slapped his chest, clearly embarrassed.

“Now that I have you in my arms, I don’t think you can still kick me out of our bedroom, baby girl. I am here to stay.” He assured her. Rubbing her back –tried hard to ignore her thin camisole and his raging erection. He was so happy she went in his arms willingly. He guessed he had to thank her nightmare. He scowled. He forgot to ask her about it. “Cara mia?” He smirked when she hummed sleepily in response.

His baby girl was sleepy. He was too. He had never been more contented in his life. He wrapped her in his arms securely, before succumbing to blissful slumber.

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Author’s Notes:

Awwww. My power couple. Alexander is really sweet. Their bond is getting stronger. I must say I am getting excited for their first kiss.