Her King

Regina’s POV

A small gasp leaves from my mouth when I feel his canine elongate during the kiss and nipping my lower lip. He instantly breaks the kiss and tries to move away from me.

However, holding his face in my hands I stop him from turning away from me. Golden rings flickering around his iris as he tries to fight his beast, while his lips stay parted as his fangs are visible.

My lips still tingling from our brief kiss, while my eyes widen in wonder as I get a glimpse of his other side. Unable to stop myself, I gently touch his fangs with my finger feeling the sharp-pointed teeth that can easily tear down flesh in the blink of an eye.

He sits completely still, not even breathing, allowing me to take in his appearance as my eyes roam over his face.

I recall my conversation something about claiming with King and since then my heart wants that he claims me. I want him to mark me as his.

“Atlas, claim me.” I lock my eyes with him, as my voice comes out more confident than ever.

He grips my hand tightly in his as he looks at me with an indescribable expression.

“Regina, you don’t know what you are asking...” Closing his eyes, he shakes his head. His internal struggle is evident in his tone.

“Once this is done, then there is no turning back.” He opens his eyes, giving me a glimpse of the storm that is brewing inside him, “Our souls will be bonded together till eternity... you and I can never be separated and if we are then neither of us can survive... I am happy just to have you in my life, even if you don’t want to complete our bond then I will be fine with it. Because I don’t want you to feel trapped because you are bonded to me... a monster.”

I can see in his eyes he wants this as much as I want, but even though it is hurting him but still, he is giving me the choice. Instead of thinking about himself, he is thinking about me.

Placing my palms on his chest, I lean forward and captures his lips in a kiss not even caring about his fangs which are lightly piercing my lips with each time I move my lips against his.

“You are mine, Atlas. Even if you are a monster, then you are my monster. My world starts and ends with you.” Breaking the kiss, I whisper against his lips, “I want each of my breaths to be tied with yours. I would give up my freedom a million times if it means to be prisoned in your arms. Even eternity is not enough for me, because if there is something that comes after an eternity even in that I want you to be with me.”

Pressing my lips again to his, I kiss him with all the love which I have for him. I want him to feel the truthfulness behind my words and the fierceness of my love.

He groans and angling my head to the side he kisses me back with the same intensity.

We break the kiss at the same time, and taking a deep breath I try to get hold of my crazy heart which is ready to jump out of my chest.

Running my thumb over one of his fangs, I press my thumb against it and slicing it swiftly.

“Regina!” He opens his eyes instantly in shock, but instead of my face, his eyes fixated on the blood that is now seeping from the cut.

“You can’t deny me of my right, Atlas King.” I smile confidently, “I am Regina Michaels, and I don’t back down at any cost. And I have the right to claim you and claimed by you.”

Locking my gaze with his, I swipe my thumb on his lower lip smearing my blood. His tongue darts out as he follows the trail which I have left on his lip and his eyes close as low snarl comes from within his chest which sounds more like approval.

When his eyes meet mine again, the golden ring is shining brightly in them while his lips twist into a smirk.

“You don’t play fair, My Queen.” He chuckles lowly, as he shakes his head.

“I aim to win.” I arch an eyebrow, mirroring his smirk, “Especially if it means winning you, then I don’t care about anything.”

“Regina, when I am going to claim you, I am going to claim you in every way.” He intensely looks into my eyes, “Once our bonding will be completed, then in my world, we will be considered married. However, I want to marry you and take you as my wife so that even in the eyes of this world you will be mine. You will not only bear my mark, but you will also wear my ring in your finger because I want everyone to know that we belong to each other.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Tears gather in my eyes, while I am smiling like crazy.

His lips find mine as we share another kiss, as soon as these words leave my mouth

Gently, he pushes me back on the bed while pecking my lips a few more times. Then he straightens up and removes his shirt allowing me to take in the sight of his flawless body as his eyes never leave mine.

Not a moment later, his lips are back on mine while his hands slip underneath my shirt. A small shudder runs down my spine feeling his touch on my bare skin.

Locking my arms around his neck I pull him more towards me, as he trails kiss from my neck towards my shoulder. He pulls the collar of my shirt down my shoulder while peppering kisses on the skin exposing before his eyes.

His fangs lightly scrape the skin above my collar bone, causing me to tighten my hold on him in anticipation.

Lifting his head, he looks into my eyes silently asking for my permission. Instead of replying with words, I push his head back into my neck.

He gets the message as he runs his tongue on a specific part near my collar bone and I feel the tingling sensation shooting through the spot slowly spreading throughout my body.

I feel him kiss that spot and the next moment his fangs break the surface of my skin plunging deep into my skin.

A loud gasp leaves my lips, but Atlas strong hands hold my hips keeping me from moving. Strangely, it doesn’t hurt, however, it feels really uncomfortable.

My heartbeat starts to pick up with each passing moment while the warmth starts to consume me. A certain satisfaction fills my heart like I am fulfilling the purpose of my life when I feel my blood passes through his lips and his chest vibrates with small snarls.

Not a few moments have passed, when he retracts his fangs but he keeps holding me tightly against him. Burning feeling replaces the earlier tingling sensation on my collar bone.

“Atlas.” An involuntary whimper comes from my lips as a tear slips from my eyes unable to bear this burning which is getting intensified with every moment.

“I know.” When he glances at me, his face reveals even he is in extreme pain, “It will over soon.” He kisses my tears.

I don’t know how long have passed but gradually the burning dies down and cooling sensation washes over me making me sigh in relief.

My attention turns to him when he moves and picks up something from the table. My eyes widen when I notice a small silver knife in his hand.

“Regina, now you have to accept my blood.” He speaks and runs the knife on the side of his neck. “Drink.” He commands as blood gushes out from his neck.

The thought of drinking blood should repulse me, but for some unknown reason, this feeling never surfaces.

Sitting up, I hold his shoulders and leaning towards his neck I close my mouth around the cut. Instantly, my mouth fills with his blood and I am overwhelmed by the strange feeling of ecstasy.

Soon his cut heals on his own, as I slump against him while dark spots start to dances before my eyes.

He gathers me in his arms and holds me against his chest as he murmurs sweet nothings into my ear. I open my eyes when the haze lifts off from my mind and things start to get clear.

When I look at Atlas, his lips curve into a bright smile that is enough to light up my entire existence which brings a smile on my lips as well.

However, my smile falters and a stunned look takes over my features when my eyes land on his chest. Earlier there was nothing but now his left pectoral has a design which seems like an ancient marking.

I trace the design with my finger, looking at it in complete awe.

“When did it appeared?” I ask, figuring even this is a part of bonding, while not removing my eyes from intricate yet beautiful design of a rose with a crown.

“This symbolizes that we have become one, this beast is now united with his soul.” He smiles and holding my hand he kisses my fingertips, “This means my heart belongs to you and you are the one for whom it beats.” He looks down at his chest, then his eyes lift back to mine.

“And this means I depend on you for my existence.” He softly smiles and runs his finger on my collar bone.

Jumping out of the bed, I rush to the bathroom to watch myself in the mirror.

Removing my shirt, my lips slightly part in fascination when I notice a similar design of rose and a crown but in small size has appeared just above my collar bone.

“Atlas, look at this.” I walk outside the bathroom just in my camisole and point at my rose, “This is just like yours.” I smile as I sit in his lap.

His eyes fixed on my mark, while a faint smile dances on his lips.

A feeling of pride swells my heart when I look at him knowing that I belong to this man and he belongs to me... only me.

When he glances at me, his eyes burn with different emotions as his lips capture mine.

“Claim me, Atlas,” I demand quietly when he kisses my mark as goosebumps cover my entire body. "In every way."

I don’t have to ask twice, as within a blink of an eye Atlas pins me down on the bed as he kisses me with newfound intensity making me forget the world.