Chapter Five

/-Aria-/

Join the line of mistresses?

That line didn't make sense until three days later. I was currently surrounded by maids, dolling me up to grace the King's bed.

Frankly, I was not looking forward to it. This was not how I planned it out.

It felt like my bad luck was messing with my plans once again. Either that or the goddess was using me as entertainment.

“You look beautiful, my lady. With a face like this, you will quickly become the king's favorite,” one of the maids said.

I didn't want to become his mistress. I wanted to be Luna! But I couldn't tell her that. If only the goddess sent me back a day before the wedding.

Things would have been easier.

“How many mistresses does the King have?” I inquired. I needed to know my competitors before venturing in.

“Just three. Agatha, Vera and Lara. Vera is his favourite and from what the rumors say, she's the only one that can satisfy his sexual urge,” she answered.

“And why is that?” I was piqued now.

She looked at me in surprise. “You must be the only one who doesn't know that the Alpha is insatiable. A lot of women have lost their lives trying to please him. Once he starts, there's no stopping until they're either unconscious or dead.”

My heart skipped a beat. That was the man I was supposed to spend the night with?

Winning his heart suddenly didn't seem as enticing as it was earlier. I was more afraid for my life.

“But I am confident you will do well,” she smiled at me.

Will I? Likely not.

“You're ready,” she grinned yet it felt like a death sentence. I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

I was indeed stunning but would Adonai see that? Or he would be more interested in fucking me to death.

I swallowed thickly. Aside that, the thought of sleeping with a man other than Asher made me uneasy and I hated it.

That bastard didn't deserve any form of commitment from me. Besides, he was having fun with his Crystal. The one he easily turned his back on me for.

“My lady,” she called my attention and I forced my feet to move. They led to me a door and backed away.

“Good luck, my lady.”

I watched her leave with the other servants.

My attention returned to the door Infront of me. My hands were visibly trembling, evidence of the nerves building up.

I gulped hard, reaching for the handle but just then the door opened to reveal a shirtless Adonai.

My throat dried up at the sight of his amazing torso. His triceps looked like they would produce a metallic sound if I knocked on them.

My eyes trailed lower to the teasing view of his v-line with grey pants hanging dangerously below his waist.

He had water trickling down his skin and for some reason it gave my tongue the urge to lick it dry.

My insides were on fire and my cheeks were bright red from the dirty thoughts roaming through my mind.

For some reason, his mask was still on and his grey hair was packed in a bun. My eyes met his dark grey ones and I swallowed.

“Are you done?” His tone was lacking the initial harshness but it was far from interested.

I slowly stepped towards him and he made way for me to go in. The door shut behind me.

“Undress.” The command came before I could even take in my surroundings.

“Huh?” I blurted and his eyes hardened. My hands moved on it's own. I was coming to realise he wasn't a fan of repeating himself.

With the ropes undone, the dress easily dropped to the floor. I looked everywhere but him, shifting from foot to foot as my insecurities began to surface, even though the body wasn't mine.

“Are you a virgin?”

The question caught me off guard. I certainly wasn't but I didn't know if Jasmine was. I mean, since she was blissfully seeing his brother behind his back, what are the odds?

“No,” I answered.

“Come here,” the order came in a sexy drawl that had me clamping my legs together. How can one man be so sexy.

I walked to him immediately.

“Kneel.”

My lips dropped on their own accord. The bulge in his pants suggested his massive size and it messed with my senses.

“Good girl,” he roughened my neatly packed hair. “Take it out.”

My cheeks went bright red. My trembling fingers reached eagerly for his pants. Something about being under his control had me aching with desire.

Was that even normal? That a man I just met was messing with my senses?

I took out his hard member with shaky hands and gulped. It was a lot bigger than I anticipated and he had a piercing at the tip of his cap too.

“Take it in your mouth.”

I couldn't. There was no way that thing could fit in my mouth. I was ready to protest when he yanked my hair, causing a sharp cry to escape my lips.

“What was that?”

I shook my head quickly, feeling my eyes water.

“I thought so too,” he released his grip and I put my mouth over his member in a gentle suck. I swiped my wet tongue over the piercing.

A curse fell off his lips.

I took it as an encouragement and pushed my mouth deeper. His size was already expanding my mouth and he wasn't even halfway in.

“That's it, little flower. Take me deeper,” he propelled my head forward, exploring the limits of my mouth.

My teeth graced his skin and he let out a low hiss. He pulled my head backwards, forcing my mouth off him.

“Do that again and I will fuck every consideration I have for your injuries and bend you over,” he warned.

My core throbbed. Why did that sound so hot?

Oh Goddess! I've certainly lost my mind.

He pushed himself in to my mouth once more, thrusting without mercy. The action was unexpected and I felt his member hitting the back off my throat.

A soft moan fell off his lips and as much as I liked it, he was knocking me out of breath and quite frankly, I preferred oxygen.

In my attempt to pull back to catch my breath, my teeth clashed slightly with his member and he shoved me to the ground.

The grey eyes held nothing but pure irritation.

“Get on all fours now.”