The Alpha King's Series

CHAPTER ELEVEN

BRINLEY.

It was pushing midnight when most of the guests started to leave. Some of the guests were staying in the guest rooms in the palace. Julia and the other girls stayed to clean up the mess from the party; they all agreed I'd been through enough and didn't have to help. Julia told me to go to the pond and see if Thomas would be there. I've been sitting on a blanket looking at the pond for over thirty minutes. Thomas still hadn't shown.

Amanda and Gabriel were among the few guests that stayed at the palace. Along with Mark Mortaga, who has a meeting with Kyle first thing. I knew Gabriel meant what he said; he would have me one way or another. But that's not what terrified me, no—the thought of me living in the Mortaga kingdom and being the King's sex slave.

The one thing I am afraid of is losing Thomas forever.

A smile formed on my lips when I smelled the mouthwatering scent of woods and honey. "508." "Thomas," I said as he sat down beside me. Sadly he was not wearing his suit, just jeans and a shirt that strained against his muscles. Also, his hair was down tonight, with no bun.

"You showed up. I didn't think you would.” He sighs, running a hand through his long hair. "I wasn't going to after what I saw.” I frown, "What do you mean?" "Don’t act innocent.” My frown deepened. I had no idea what Thomas was talking about. "I have no idea what you're talking about,” I tell him. "You being so desperate, that's what I'm talking about,”

"And exactly what are you insinuating?" He clenched and unclenched his jaw. "Thomas?"

"You let some loser Alpha touch you." I swallowed hard, "I didn't," I shook my head. "I saw you. Don't lie to me," He raised his voice, making me cringe. "He wouldn't leave me alone. Yes! he touched me and said nasty things to me. But I never let him do any of it." "You didn't try and stop him,"

Stop him?

"What was I supposed to do? Slap him? Cause another scene at the King's party? Thomas, the man, has us dressing slutty for men to buy us,” Thomas's forehead creased, "You think he makes you dress like so he could sell you?" I nodded, "Kyle got offers on two girls tonight,” I told him. He parted in shock. "What?" "Two girls sold tonight," I repeated.

"Who?" He asked. "Beth, her number is 200. And.." I paused, taking a deep breath, "Me. 508." Thomas was breathing ragged and fisting his palms, "I'll kill him." finally, he said and rose to his feet. "Thomas, no," I chased after him. I grab his wrist to try to stop him when he slams me against a tree. I've never seen Thomas this angry before, and honestly, I'm terrified.

"I will rip the bastard's throat out if he thinks he can sell my mate.”

"Thomas,"

His hand grips my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him. "That's why that Alpha was all over you." He says. "You don't know anything. "You got it all wrong,” He inches himself closer. "I watched the way you reacted when he touched you. The way you shivered,” He said, running his fingers up in down my arm. Tingles spread across my skin, along with goosebumps.

"You wanted him,"

Fuck. I can't say that didn't hurt.

I shook my head, "No," He used his free hand and gripped my hip. "I bet you were wet for him." I glared at him, "How dare you..." "I bet the Alpha couldn't make you feel like this,” Thomas said, cutting me off. I cringed, only to freeze when his hand slid between my thighs and parted them.

A strange tingling sensation ran down my body settling itself between my legs. His hand slowly inched up under my dress until he hit that spot. "Do you know how hard it is for me?" He says, leaning his face closer to mine. I can feel his hot breath on my skin.

He starts moving his fingers up and down my pussy, sliding over my clit. I moaned as my lips parted, my eyes almost rolling in the back of my head. "You're so wet for me,” Thomas whispers as he circles around my sensitive bits. "Did the Alpha make you feel this good?" I bite my lip and shake my head. 'No' "Do you know how long I've dreamt of this? How long I've waited to touch you?"

I gasp in shock. But my voice was barely audible.

"Do you know how bad I wanted to rip his hands off you?" He says and shoves his finger inside me. My legs start wobbling as he thrusts in and out, and I can't help but buck my hips against his fingers. He pushed himself closer to me. Thomas kissed my lips, claiming me like I thought no one ever would. I can feel every inch of his delectable muscles. The bulge in his jeans was hard as a rock, and I felt every pulse against my abdomen.

"Moan for me, 508," He says as he thurst and twists his fingers inside me, and a moan slips out of my mouth. My head falls back as he continues to toy with my pussy. He flicks my clit as he thurst and twists harder inside me. "Tell me you only want me and not the Alpha." He whispers, placing a soft kiss on my neck. "I only want you," I say breathlessly. "Say you're mine,"

"I'm yours," I say on the edge of falling apart. "Cum for me 508." He picked up the speed and began to move his finger faster. My pussy convulses, and a moan slips out as my whole body starts shaking and my knees buckled under me. Thomas held me in place so I wouldn't hit the ground.

I couldn't imagine what it felt like to have this type of pleasure, but I had never expected anything like this before. I bit my lip, trying to calm my racing heart. Only to have it racing again as Thomas licks his finger, a groaning sound rumbled in his chest. My pussy clenched with excitement.

"I have to go,” He whispers in my ear. I frown. "Why?" He closes his eyes, and his pupils are dilated when they open. "Did Kyle tell you who wanted to buy you?" I nod. "Who?"

"Mark. Mortaga.” I replied.

Thomas clenched his fist and slammed it into the tree beside my head. "I'll kill them both. You belong to me, and I'd be damned if Kyle sells you to Mark to be his sex slave,”

"Thomas, calm down." He shook his head, "I will not calm down. You're my girl 508." He said and walked hot, heading toward the palace.

Fuck. What have I done?

As I lay in bed, I couldn't exactly wrap my head around what had happened. Thomas went against all his morals when he touched me, and he had told me many times before he would never mess with someone as young as I was, in any shape or form.

Yet he had touched me; Goddess did he touch me. I can still feel his rough yet velvet fingers between my legs. Thomas had, claimed my lips as well as my body. But why?

Did Thomas's opinion of me only change when he thought I was leaving the kingdom? Or maybe he couldn't fight the mate-bond any longer?

Ugh

Why does everything have to be so complicated? I know my life isn't going to be perfect. But is living a happy, everyday life with my mate too much to ask?