The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 72: _Don’t Tell A Soul

Chapter 72: _Don’t Tell A Soul

(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)

After Kaelos had successfully helped me out of my gown— which was quite the herculean task, he proceeded to lift me by my legs and carried me to the bed while our lips were still locked in a steamy kiss.

I clung to his back for dear life before he abruptly dropped me on top of the bed, causing me to release a soft gasp as I watched him take off his suit.

"So much for that drink..." I whispered, the corner of my lips curling into a sly smirk while my face heated up with a blush.

Kaelos grunted as he flung his suit away before taking off his shirt. When he was left bare-chested, he stared at me with an almost predatory intensity in his eyes before he spoke.

"We can drink it after the deed." He growled, stretching his right hand to my face before he leaned his body closer and claimed my lips with a passionate kiss.

As he did that, he used his left hand to trail lines from my stomach to my breasts which were still covered by my bra.

But he didn’t pull away from the kiss for one second, almost as if his life depended on exploring every inch of my lips until he ingrained my taste in the deepest parts of his psyche.

Instead, while he kissed me, he kept his left hand busy, using it to unstrap my bra successfully before flinging it away like he did his suit and shirt.

I could feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach and couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I stretched my hands forward and began trailing lines from his slightly hairy chest to his bulge.

He grunted softly into my mouth when I grabbed his dick underneath his pants before he finally pulled out of the kiss and stared into my eyes with a mischievous smirk.

"That will be the tool I’ll use to fuck you until the entire pack and the South American Alpha King knows that you’re mine and mine alone." He said with a sensual whisper that sent a bolt of arousal all over my being.

I bit my bottom lip, raising my head slightly until it felt like I wanted to kiss him. But I didn’t, instead teasing him with my breathing until I felt his dick pulsate in response.

"Then do it instead of talking, dear husband," I said in a soft tone watching as his jaws clenched.

However, I dimmed my eyes when I saw that reaction from him. Did I say something wrong or...?

Suddenly, Kaelos opened his mouth, revealing his fangs which were now elongated like a wolf’s.

My eyes widened in shock at the sight but for an odd reason that I couldn’t even begin to fathom... I wasn’t frightened.

The man I was having sex with, my mate and husband, grew fangs out of nowhere and I wasn’t shaken in the slightest. On the contrary, I only bit my bottom lip harder before revealing my neck to him.

I didn’t know why I did that but I just felt like it was the right thing to do. A voice at the back of my head, distant and longing, pleaded, begging me to get Kaelos to sink those fangs into me.

"Bite me..." I ended up blurting, my chest rising and falling and my breaths coming out in hitched huffs.

It was then that Kaelos seemed to have come back to his senses and shook his head before using his right hand to cover his fangs.

My eyelids fluttered with confusion as I tried to understand what happened.

"Bloody hell, I almost did it again!" Kaelos snapped, crawling away from me with frustration in his voice.

I slowly sat up, watching as he used his right hand to brush his hair back.

"I can’t mark you. A wolf can’t mark a witch. That’s... That’s unheard of!" He nearly exclaimed.

What the fuck?

"Kaelos, you’re not making any sense and this isn’t the first time this is happening," I muttered, tilting my head and scrutinizing him. "I know you wolves usually ’mark’ your mates so why can’t you–"

Before I could complete that sentence, Kaelos interrupted me by stretching his right hand and grabbing me by my shoulder before he knelt on the bed and placed his left hand on the back of my head.

I gasped but before a single word could leave my mouth, he silenced me with a kiss that burned with need and something akin to desperation.

Despite how weird and heated the whole thing was, I still couldn’t resist, my shoulders relaxing as I kissed him back, my hands going to his back and touching every inch of skin there.

After several seconds of silent kissing, Kaelos suddenly pulled away and held my face with both hands, making sure I looked into his eyes.

"Don’t tell a soul about what just happened." He said with a tense voice, causing my heart to skip a beat as I fluttered my eyelids.

What the heck is going on?

Why does he act like the world is going to end anytime his fangs show during sex?

"K– Kaelos, I–"

"Your next words should be you telling me you understand." He interrupted with a much sterner voice but I could still see a hint of warmth in his eyes.

My breathing became more relaxed as I slowly nodded my head. "I wouldn’t tell a soul. It never happened." My voice came out as a croak but I hid it behind a smile.

Kaelos smiled in return and pulled me into yet another kiss but this time, he forced me to lie on my back before pulling away.

He trailed kisses from my breasts, tenderly sucking on my nipples before going to my stomach and then finally, my pussy which was still covered by my underwear.

He took that off easily and held both my legs, spreading them apart before he lowered his head to my entrance.

As soon as his lips touched the skin of my entrance, I arched my back and moaned softly, closing my eyes as the image of his fangs flashed through my mind.