All Chapters of The Alpha Kings’ Curse Breaker: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Gianna’s POVThe next morning I woke up to the sound of soft whispers and a light breeze coming through my open balcony doors. I sound poetic because I’m happy. Shit. Sunlight streamed into the room illuminating the soft lilac curtains swaying gently. I stretched lazily my muscles deliciously sore a constant reminder of the triplets' err devotion for the lack of better words. But today felt different. Quiet. Too quiet. Maybe because the kids weren’t here? I need to go see them then. I sat up, scanning the room expecting one of them to be lingering like they often did. Nothing. Nyx entered shortly after balancing a tray of breakfast. She placed it on the table with a slight smirk. “You must’ve worn them out, my Queen.” She added the last word mockingly with a friendly smile on her face. I raised a brow. “Me?” “Yes, you. The Kings have been up and about since dawn. They’ve been busy in meetings, from what I hear. But!” she paused dramatically “they left a surprise for you.” “A

Gianna’s POVFUCK, I needed him to move faster. I was sure I would climax the moment he moved my underwear. I had nearly come at just being bent over his lap. Each slap had sent a pulse through my core and down into my already throbbing clit. His mouth was back on my nipple, and I rocked and arched into the sensation as he sucked and squeezed the tautness between his teeth. With one arm beneath me, his other traveled down my side, pausing to grip my hip, my ass and the thigh of my bent leg. My arms were already starting to ache above my head at his slow pace. Every time his tongue swirled on my nipple, or he teased me I bucked my hips against his, utterly desperate for that friction.He chuckled on my skin, tongue flicking at my breast as the very tips of his fingers slid up my inner thigh “Is this what you want?” He asked. His breath heated over my wet peak fingers practically dancing over my pussy. “Yes!” I almost cried.“Yes, what?” His voice was stern. Commanding. Painstakingly

Gianna’s POVThe water soaked us both and Klaus’s hand trailed to my thing. The only piece of clothing I totally forgot to remove. Who even wore it for me last night? Probably one of the brothers. His hand tugs my soaked thong to the side and I cover my gasp against his neck as he slides his finger between my folds. He spreads my wetness on my clit before pinching it painfully. I push closer as he circles my opening but doesn’t penetrate me. Toying. Edging. Teasing.But never letting me chase the ecstasy his skillful touch brings. Klaus is so wicked. I feel empty yet full and it’s a twisted sensation I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy. Even now, his control hasn’t snapped while I’m all sorts of fucked up. My body craves the orgasm but its waiting for his permission. My hand still on his wrist, I push in a silent plea to give me something. Anything. I buck against his palm in wicked pleasure when he listens and shoves his finger in achingly slow. Damn it! It’s not enough. Hating hi

Keith’s POV"YES." The word, whispered and breathless, sent a shiver through me. I leaned in, my mouth crashing against hers fierce and possessive before pulling her into my arms. She gasped as I threw her over my shoulder, and the sound of her startled laughter was followed by my name tumbling from her lips. "Keith!" The grin tugging at my lips was anything but innocent. My hand smacked her ass, the sound sharp in the quiet, and she flinched before letting out a greedy little moan. The sound went straight to my core stirring something dark and primal. "You're playing a dangerous game, Gianna" I murmured, trailing my hand over her reddening cheek squeezing that soft flesh before landing another sharp slap. Her high-pitched squeal was music to my ears. Crossing the threshold of my room, I tossed her onto the bed with ease. She landed with a bounce, her dark hair spilling around her in waves, and that mischievous smile curved her lips, daring me to lose control. That lingeri

King’s POVThe night was thick with anticipation, the air electric with the promise of war. From my vantage point on the rocky outcrop overlooking the battlefield I watched as the first wave of our forces surged forward, their movements swift and merciless. Shadows stretched long across the land, twisting and writhing like living things beneath the eerie glow of the moon. The Shadowlands loomed before us dark and defiant but tonight, tonight, they would fall. They will feel what they should have felt from the beginning. We should have waited. We should have followed the plan, given it more time, allowed the enemy to sink deeper into their false sense of security before launching this assault. That was what Liam and Tom had wanted. That was what we had meticulously prepared for. But patience had never been my virtue. Not when they had taken what was MINE. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the fire raging inside me. Gi