The Alpha King's Series

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

BRINLEY.

Xander laid me on the bed and walked over to the black leather bag he got this ball-gag out of. He pulled out something black and something shiny.

My heart rate accelerates.

What is he going to do to me? And why do I want it?

I involuntary rub my thighs in anticipation. Xander threw the things on the bed, walked back to the bag, and grabbed a white tub.

"Curious?"

Unable to speak because of the gag, I nod my head.

"This is a pinwheel," He holds up this curvy silver stick with sharp-looking points on the round top. My eyes widen.

"And this," He says, holding up the black thing. It's small at the top but grows wider towards the short bottom. "Is a butt plug,”

I shook my head violently and tried to scream NO, but the gag muffled my cries.

I've never had anything in my butt before, and the silver pinwheel looked painful. What the fuck is Xander into?

"Don't worry. You'll like both.”

I shake my head again.

"Scared, little mate?”

I met Xander's gaze, and heavy breathing slowed, and I found myself shaking my head No.

I was scared of Xander, and if this is what he wants, I'll give it a try.

Xander walks back to the black bag and pulls out Something red that looks like rope.

"This is what they call Japanese rope cuffs,” He says, pulling me to the top and tying the rope to the bed frame, then cuffing my wrists. Then, on natural reflexes, I pull my arms.

"I wouldn't do that. You'll get rope burn,"

Xander hovers over me and places his lips on mine, and every time he kisses me, it's like the first time. His free hand trails its way to my core, his fingers rubbing my folds. A muffled sound tries to escape but stays in my throat and sounds like a growl.

He grabs the silver stick he called a pinwheel, presses it roughly against me, and rubs the spike- looking things over my clit. I felt pain and pleasure, but the pleasure overpowered the pain. He pressed harder against my core, and the muffled moans were trapped in my throat.

Xander continued his assault on my pussy. I couldn't help but squirm around and pull at the ropes on my arms.

"You made all those guys want you,” He pauses, "They were picturing that pretty tongue of yours against them,”

He rubs the pinwheel more roughly over my clit, "Don't worry, I plan to make it known that Your mine,"

He stops moving the pinwheel and grabs the butt plug. He squirts stuff from the white tub and places it at my entrance.

"Don't tense, relax,”

That's easy for him to say he's not the one going to have something like that up his butt.

I take a few calming breaths and try to relax my body. Finally, he pushes the tip inside me.

My breath catches in my throat, and I tense. It feels like it's ripping my ass open.

"Your tight, and you're tensing up. Relax,"

I nod my head and relax as he pushes further inside me.

“It's in,"

Xander hovers over me and puts his cock at my entrance.

"Ready to feel full?"

Oh, goddess, I'm so ready.

I nod my head, and Xander pushes his rigid member into my pussy. I try to moan because it feels so fucking good. I feel so full, and everything feels so go damn good.

"I've missed this fucking pussy,” Xander says, moving his cock in and out. At first, it was slow-paced. Then, I moved my hips against him, wanting it harder.

Xander rammed his cock into pussy, and this whole new sensation washed over me; I still tried, though I couldn't moan loud. My entire body was shaking with pleasure; who would have known a butt plug could make sex feel entirely different?

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, Xander groaned, and his body tensed as he squirted his warm liquid inside me. Finally, he fell on the bed next to me; both of us were breathing ragged. Xander removed the ball-gag from my mouth and uncuffed my wrists from the bed. I rubbed my wrists from the burn marks I had caused from moving.

"I'm sorry," Xander says, taking both my wrists into his hands, "I should have taken those off, but I lost control of myself,” I shook my head, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt,” I lied, afraid if I told the truth, he would never show pleasure like that again.

My core still ached from the pleasure it had just received. My butt, on the hand, was still feeling full. I turned to adjust myself. A shudder courses through my lower body, and a moan escapes my lips and clamps my legs shut.

"Oh, hold still,"

Xanders reaches down and removes the plug from my butt and tosses it to the side, "Sorry,"

I shake my head, "Don't be,"

I roll on my side and face Xander, "I need to get cleaned up, so I can fix papa a late lunch,”

Xander nods, "It was nice of you to let Delores have a day for herself,"

"She deserves it. We both witness some ugly things from papa,”

Xander sighs and runs his fingers threw his almost dried hair.

"I'm sorry you had to live like this, and it was no better when you came to the palace,”

"Xander, I lived in a nightmare here. I didn't want you to see how I grew up, and the palace was great. I love it there. I'm just sorry you didn't want me there anymore,” I could feel the tears threatening to escape, but I blinked them away.

Xander stayed silent.

"I'm sorry, I'm not the mate you want,"

"Little mate, I know that sorry doesn't help, but I am sorry,”

"I know," The words left my mouth in a whisper. Finally, I couldn't hold the tears back any longer. They fell down my face. I got up and ran to the bathroom, and locked the door. I walked over to the shower and started the water.

As the scolding water ran over my body, I cried like many times before, and I cried on the shower floor, where the water hid my cries. Finally, after some time, I cleaned myself off and washed my hair; when I stepped out of the shower, I wrapped my body in a towel and walked back into the room with Xander with a fake smile plastered on my face.

I got used to wearing fake smiles back when I was younger; no one really knew how I felt.

I walked to my bag and pulled out panties, a bra, black jean shorts, and a blue tank-top. Xander watched me as I put on my bra and panties, he opened his mouth to say something, but then he closed it.

"It's okay, Xander. You can say what you feel,"

"I can't say what I feel,”

I yanked my shirt over my head and glanced at him.

"You can tell me anything,”

"I'm still trying to figure things out,”

"Is it about, Caliana?"

"Yes,"

"If you want her to be your mate so bad, reject me. I'll accept it,"

It breaks my heart even saying the words, but I won't stand in his way if he wants this Caliana girl so badly.

Xander strolls over to me and pushes me against the wall.

"Don't ever tell me to reject you,"

"Why not? You don't want me, Xander. You have made it clear every time we have sex or mess around, you pull from me,"

"I never want to hear those words come from those perfect lips again,”

"But, you want her. Not me,”

"I don't want Caliana. I was told curse skips no one, and I was just surprised that it did,”

"Okay, let us say you don't want Caliana. Do you want Julia?”

Xander shook his head, "No,"

I pursed my lips, "Do you want me?"

"Little mate, how could I not want you? Look how beautiful you are,”

"But. I thought you didn't like my age?"

Xander sighs, "Your age doesn't bother me anymore,”

"Really?"

Xander nods. I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, "I love you, Xander," I say and bury my face in the crease of his neck. Xander didn't reply. He just wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.

I made papa some of my famous beef stew that had ever been invented Knox and Lucy's words, not mine. He was pretty tired today; he mostly slept. Delores came home and informed Xander and me that Kelsy and Ryder were hosting a party for the win today. Everyone is invited.

Gabriel and Amanda were coming along with everyone else. Kelsy and Ryder sat up in the backyard. Delores is watching baby rose tonight, and they have a big canopy tent over a wooden dance floor and a bar with drinks and food.

Everyone is dancing and drinking, having a good time. Kelsy and Ryder grind against each other on the dance floor and a few others.

What is this Dirty Dancing?

I grabbed Xander's hand and led us to the bar.

"You can't drink,"

"Nah, shit, sherlock. You can drink, and I'll eat," Xander chuckles and nods his head, he orders a scotch on the rocks, and I place a few finger sandwiches on my plate and some pasta. When Xander gets his drink, we go and find a seat.

"Good?" Xander asks. I nod. "I'm not hungry, but my doctor wants me to gain more weight,” "Why?"

I shrug, "I'm not sure. She said I haven't gained much,” I pause, waving a hand over my stomach, "I guess she overlooked this huge belly,”

"Your, perfect,”

I smile at Xander even though I think he’s full of shit; it was still sweet of him to say.

"Thanks,"

"Brinley and Xander, you guys should come dance with us,” Kelsy says, sitting down and stealing one of my sandwiches.

"Hey, those are mine," I whine.

"Are you guys going to dance?" She asks again, ignoring me.

"Not yet,"

"Oh, come on,”

"Kelsy, why are you letting some girl rub up against your mate?" I say, pointing to the redhead, rubbing her against Ryder. He looks disgusted.

"Oh, fuck no," Kelsy says, making her way over to them. She pushes the redhead away and yells something I can't hear because of the music. The redhead shrugs her shoulders and walks over to us.

"Do you wanna dance hot stuff?" She asks Xander.

“No,”

"Oh, come on," she hands on his shoulder, "I'll make it worth your wild?"

I burst into laughter which was terrible because I almost peed myself.

"I said no,"

"I won't take no for an answer," She says, moving her down towards his chest. Xander's eyes darkened. I knew he was upset. If she didn't want to lose that hand, she should move it. But instead, she kept going even though he was breathing heavily.

"You better move that hand if you want to keep it," I tell her. Her face turns sour, and she puts her hand on her hip, "And who are you? His mate? I don't think so. Mind your own business,"

No, she didn't?

"I said move your fucking hand, or I'll rip from your nasty body,"

Xander stood up abruptly, and I flinched when he jerked her around to face him.

The music stopped, and everyone was staring.

Great, she caused a scene.

"Just so it's clear. Brinley, James is my mate. And the next person who insults her will have to answer to me, and I promise you, you won't like what happens,”

Xander walks over to me, "Come on, let's dance,”

I clasped my hand with his and led us to the dance floor. A slow song comes on, and Xander pulls me closer to him.

"Why did you just say all that?"

Xander kisses my lips softly and moves them to my ear, "Because I love you,"