Killian’s POV We pulled away, both of us panting, our breaths mingling in the heated air between us. I stared at Elaine, my eyes locking onto hers, filled with an intensity that matched the storm raging inside me. I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly as I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.“The darkness in me calls for you,” I murmured, my voice rough with desire and something deeper, something primal. “Do you feel it?”Elaine’s eyes widened, and she nodded slowly, her breath catching in her throat. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible but charged with the same intensity.My heart pounded in my chest as I leaned closer, my lips brushing against her ear. “I’m going to fuck you the way I’ve always dreamed. With cuffs and a blindfold.” I paused, savouring the way she shivered at my words, her body responding to the promise of what was to come. “You have no idea how dark we can be together.”A shiver ran down her spine, and I felt a thrill of satisfaction at
Killian’s POV The sweet taste of Elaine mixed with my cum has me kissing her deeper. I run my hands down her back, feeling every contour of her delicate spine, before grabbing her ass firmly. Her shocked whimper is drowned by the hard spank I land on her ass, the sound echoing in the room before I squeeze, making sure she feels the sting. “Fuck, Killian,” she whines against my lips. “You really love spanking me, don’t you?”My response is another hard spank, the flesh reddening under my touch. “I love my marks on you,” I grunt, tilting my head to suck on her neck, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. Pushing my hand between us, I cup her pussy, feeling the wet heat radiate from her. I trace my middle finger over the seam of her slit before pushing inside, feeling her walls clench around me. “You’re so fucking dripping. I should’ve known you’d like it rough.”“I shouldn’t like it so much,” she whispers, her voice trembling. Our eyes lock, and for a moment, I see the vulnerabilit
Elaine’s POV I woke up to find myself clean and refreshed, the remnants of last night's passion washed away. The scent of a freshly prepared meal wafted through the room, drawing my attention to the tray by the bedside. I rolled onto my stomach, a smile playing on my lips as I took in the sight. Killian is so sweet. The meal was a feast: eggs perfectly scrambled, crisp bacon, freshly baked bread, and a bowl of mixed fruits glistening with dew. I took my time savoring each bite, the flavors dancing on my tongue, my thoughts drifting to Killian. Every moment with him was intense, electrifying. I wondered what he had in store for today.As I finished my meal, I couldn't help but anticipate his return. The room felt different when he was around, charged with an energy that was both exhilarating and comforting. I lay back against the pillows, letting the soft sheets caress my skin, waiting for the sound of his footsteps.He didn’t disappoint. The door opened, and Killian walked in, a mil
Killian’s POV The day of the ball dawned with a kind of restless anticipation that hummed through the palace halls. Leah had been planning this event for weeks, orchestrating every detail with the precision of a master conductor. I knew she had high hopes for the night, especially when it came to the outfit she had commissioned from the royal tailor. It was supposed to be a symbol of our unity, a dazzling display of our power and status. But I had other plans.As I stood before the mirror in my chambers, the suit Leah had chosen for me hung nearby, a silent testament to her meticulous efforts. It was a masterpiece of tailoring, a dark ensemble threaded with silver accents that gleamed under the soft light. It was designed to command attention, to make me look every bit the alpha king she wanted to show off. Yet, as impressive as it was, I couldn’t bring myself to wear it. It felt like a costume, a façade for a role I no longer cared to play.Instead, I chose something simpler, someth
Elaine’s POV The insistent knock at the door pulled me from my sleep, and I groggily opened my eyes to find Killian still fast asleep, his entire body sprawled over mine. His warmth was comforting, and I felt a smile tug at the corners of my lips as I gently slipped out from beneath him, careful not to wake him. He looked so peaceful, so unlike the fierce Alpha King that everyone else knew. This was a side of him that I felt privileged to see, and I relished in the intimacy of it.I reached for his shirt from last night, the fabric soft and smelling like him, and slipped it over my head. It fell to my thighs, brushing against my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine. I made my way to the door, my thoughts drifted back to the night before. The way he had touched me, kissed me, and made me feel things I had never felt before. The memory of his hands tracing the curves of my body, the heat of his breath against my skin, and the intensity of his gaze as he claimed me over and
Killian’s POVThe morning was still early, the sun just starting to rise, casting a soft golden light through the windows of the council chamber. The air was thick with anticipation and unease. I paced back and forth, my thoughts racing, trying to piece together the events of the previous night. A rogue attack—unprecedented and unsettling. What could this mean for us?The elders filed in one by one, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity. Each of them took their seat at the long, polished table, murmuring amongst themselves. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. This was my responsibility now, to protect our people and maintain order. I couldn’t afford to show any sign of weakness.“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” I began, my voice firm and clear. “We have a serious matter to discuss. Last night, there was a rogue attack on the outskirts of our territory.”Gasps and murmurs of shock rippled through the room. Elder Thorne, always the calmest of t
Elaine’s POV As the afternoon sun filtered through the kitchen windows, I busied myself with preparing a meal, my thoughts wandering to Killian. The aroma of sizzling vegetables and simmering sauces filled the air, a comforting distraction from the anxiety gnawing at my insides. I had expected him to be back within thirty minutes, but two hours had passed, and there was still no sign of him.I glanced at the clock for the umpteenth time, my worry escalating with each passing minute. With no phone to reach him, I was left in a state of restless anticipation. I finished plating the food, but my appetite was nonexistent. The thought of Killian out there, possibly in danger, gnawed at me.Unable to sit still, I began pacing the kitchen, my mind racing with scenarios, each more dire than the last. I spoke to my wolf, seeking solace and reassurance."Do you think he's okay?" I asked, my voice a whisper in the empty kitchen.“I'm worried too,” my wolf responded, her voice a soothing presen
Killian’s POV I couldn't shake the feeling of unease as I walked into the townhouse, the echo of the meeting with the elders still fresh in my mind. The rogue attack last night had everyone on edge, and though I was supposed to be reassuring Elaine, the suspicion that it might be connected to her gnawed at me. It was strange. There had never been a rogue attack like this before, and with the elders casting wary glances, the tension in the air was palpable.I tried to keep my focus on Elaine, wanting to be there for her despite the pressing issues. I had promised to return within thirty minutes, but the meeting had dragged on longer than anticipated. Now, as I entered the townhouse, the silence and darkness greeted me with a stark contrast to the chaotic thoughts in my mind. I spotted Elaine curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over her, her peaceful expression a stark contrast to my troubled thoughts.Guilt twisted in my gut. I had been so preoccupied with the rogue situation a