Fierce King: Chapter 23

I looked down at Alejandro’s handsome face as he knelt in front of me. My insides were churning and I felt a burning need to have him inside me.

I knew that he’d been lying in the club earlier. I knew in my heart that I meant more to him than most of those women before me, but I wasn’t sure if the fact that he’d lied about that made him more or less cruel.

What I did know right now, was despite the fact he was a devil, my body wanted him so desperately I’d let him do anything to me. I’d just been willingly finger fucked by him in the middle of the busiest and hottest nightclub in L.A. So, if what he wanted now was sex in the back of his limo, then so be it.

Just as he was sliding his hands up my thighs, his phone started ringing and he cursed in Spanish. Sitting back on his heels, he took it out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. He cursed again as he pressed it to his ear.

‘Me cago en la puta!’

He spoke in Spanish and although I didn’t understand most of what he said, I did know whatever was going on was making him furious. He barked something to Jacob in the front seat as he continued talking on the phone and a moment later the car came to a rolling stop.

He ended his call and looked at me. ‘I have to deal with something,’ he snapped. ‘Don’t wait up.’

The next thing I knew the car door was being pulled open and he was climbing out into the street.

‘Qué carajo crees que estás hacienda? Get in the front. You don’t sit with her,’ he barked to a man who was about to climb into the back of the car with me.

A second later, I saw the same man getting into the front seat beside Jacob. I assumed he was my bodyguard for the drive home, and I was thankful that he wasn’t sitting in the back with me, while I was dripping wet and wearing no panties.

I sat back against the seat and the car started moving again.

‘You okay back there, Alana?’ Jacob’s voice came through the speaker.

‘Yes, thanks, Jacob,’ I lied.

‘I’ll get you home as quickly as I can,’ he said softly.

‘Thank you,’ I replied as I leaned my head against the window.

I was asleep when I felt the mattress dipping beside me. I opened my eyes and saw Alejandro slipping under the covers. He lay on his back with his hands behind his head.

I hadn’t expected him home and thought he might sleep at the hotel like he used to, yet here he was. Whatever the reason he was determined to push me away from him, his actions told me that he wanted this closeness between us as much as I did.

I knew something bad must have happened and while he didn’t talk to me about his business, I also knew that he would struggle to sleep, as he often did. A part of me wanted to punish him for his earlier treatment of me in the club. But, another part of me wanted him to make everything feel better – and I could make him feel better too. We could at least do that for each other.

I placed my hand on his chest and he turned his head to look at me.

‘It’s late. Go back to sleep, princess.’

‘Is everything okay?’ I asked.

He let out a long sigh. ‘Nothing that can’t be handled.’

‘Okay,’ I replied.

I didn’t know what to do next. He was always in charge and I didn’t know how to be. I moved closer to him and planted a kiss on his muscular chest. I heard a low growl in his throat and it spurred me on.

I kissed him again and then trailed my lips down his stomach towards his cock, which was already standing to attention.

I inched my lips closer and he groaned softly. When I kissed the tip he growled out loud. ‘Are you sure about this, princess?’ he asked.

I didn’t answer him, instead I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, swirling my tongue over the end.

‘Fuck!’ he hissed and then his hand was in my hair, pushing against the back of my head. I took more of him into my mouth and tasted a rush of pre—cum.

‘Joder! Alana!’ he groaned and it spurred me on. I sucked as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. He tasted so good – sweet and salty and hot skin.

I sucked harder, using my tongue to intermittently swirl over the tip before taking him to the back of my throat again, enjoying the feel of his thick shaft on my tongue. His fingers wrapped in my hair and he pushed my head towards him while he started to fuck my mouth.

I realized I was no longer in control, but I didn’t care. I loved the effect I was having on his body, and listening to him groan and say my name, and curse in Spanish over and over again was mind blowing. I felt the familiar warmth building in my abdomen as he claimed my mouth.

‘That feels so fucking good,’ he growled and my pussy clenched at his words. ‘I’m going to come, princess.’

I appreciated the warning, but I was desperate to taste him. When he spurted, hot, thick and heavy against the back of my throat, I swallowed it greedily, sucking and licking the length of his shaft as I cleaned up every last drop from him.

His hands fell to his sides and I looked up at him and smiled. He looked like I usually felt after he’d made me come and that made me feel incredible.

I crawled up the bed to him and he wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me to him for a kiss. His tongue dipped inside my mouth and I groaned. The thought that he was tasting himself on me was such a turn on.

When he broke our kiss, I pulled back from him and he smiled at me. ‘You sure you’ve never done that before, princess?’

I shook my head. ‘Never. Was it okay then?’

‘Okay? That’s like saying Da Vinci was an okay painter,’ he said with a flash of his eyebrows.

‘Are you saying I’m a blowjob genius then?’ I grinned at him.

‘Well, genius might be a stretch,’ he winked at me. ‘But, you’ll definitely get there with practice.’

I opened my mouth in mock horror and he laughed before pulling me back to him and wrapping his giant arms around me. He ran the pad of his thumb back and forth across my shoulder blade.

‘I suppose this has been a night of firsts,’ he said.

‘Why is that?’ I asked.

‘What happened in the club … I’ve never done that with anyone before. Not in public. I want you to know that.’

‘Never?’

‘Never. I’ve never danced with anyone in public either before … well, except for my mom … and I might have danced with my cousin, Lauren once at a wedding.’

‘With your cousin?’ I laughed.

‘I was thirteen!’ he laughed too.

‘So, why do you push me away, Alex?’

He shook his head and sighed. ‘Because you want more from me than I’m prepared to give you, Alana.’

I looked up at him. ‘You’re an arrogant asshole, do you know that?’ I snapped. ‘How do you even know what I want? You’ve never even asked me.’

‘I can tell by the way you look at me,’ he frowned. ‘You want –’

‘I don’t want your love if that’s what you’re afraid of,’ I interrupted him.

‘What?’ he snapped.

‘You told me you don’t do love, and I accept that. All I want from you is exactly what you give me. So, you don’t have to be cruel to push me away from you. I’m already at a safe distance and I intend to stay here.’

‘So, it doesn’t matter to you that all I want is your body?’

‘That suits me just fine, because that’s all I’m offering.’

He rolled on top of me and pinned my arms above my head. ‘You’ll give me whatever I want, princess,’ he growled. ‘If I want your heart too, I’ll take it.’

‘But what would you do with it?’ I teased him as I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him to me so his cock, which was already hard again, was nudging against my opening. ‘My body, you understand completely, maybe even better than I do, but you wouldn’t have a clue how to handle my heart, big guy. Besides, it’s too good for you,’ I purred in his ear.

‘You might just be right about that, princess,’ he said as he slid the tip of his length inside me. ‘Now, how about we stop talking and I fuck you?’

Before I could respond, he slammed into me. ‘Because this is what we do, isn’t it, princess? This is when I own you,’ he railed into me over and over again, driving at my sweet spot until my legs were trembling. ‘This is when I own every single part of you – body, heart and soul,’ he growled and all I could do was agree as my orgasm crashed over me in a huge rolling wave.