Can't Get Near The Alpha King novel Chapter 12

Once we are inside my room, my back is slammed against the closed door and his lips are on mine.

Sparks igniting and spreading round our bodies, like we're on fire. His lips moving against mine slowly, carefully but I deepen this kiss and this causes him to quicken it, more passionate, desperate.

Desperate for one another.

Our lips molded together perfectly, moving wildly as if we can't get enough of each other, as if we are each other's source of oxygen.

My hands slip under his shirt and move up and down his well toned stomach and chest, my hands feeling every inch of his six pack. I then move my hands to his back and love the feel of his muscles moving against my hands - our bodies molded for each other.

His hands gently playing with my hair, twirling and pulling at it.

He moves his attention off my now probably puffed and red lips and proceeds to place butterfly kisses face down my face and across my jaw. He then moves to my neck, making sure to place soft, sweet kisses along the crook of my neck - sometimes letting his tongue slip out, to taste me.

I turn my head, giving him better access and he carries on - I hum in happiness and pleasure. He soon finds my sweet spot, the place where he will mark me - he continues to kiss that spot and I sigh in satisfaction.

He takes his head out of my neck and looks at me sincerely, rubbing his thumb up and down my cheek and sighs, I furrow my eyebrows and ask, "What's wrong love?"

"If we carry on I don't think I'll be able to control my wolf, we both want to mark you." He looks from my eyes to my neck.

"Then why don't you?" I reply, his eyes quickly snap back to mine with surprise in his eyes, obviously shocked with my response.

"Are you sure?" He asks wearily, I nod - that's all he needs. He greedily kisses my neck again while I move my hands to play with his short and soft hair.

He once again finds my precious spot, he kisses there for a while, letting his tongue flick across my silky soft skin.

I elongate my canines and rub them across his skin, then I skin them in his neck and taste his blood cover my teeth. I then take my canines out and lick his wound, supporting him as he did me. When I do this I feel him shudder in pleasure.

I then look back up at him and feel our souls entwined with one another, I feel his thoughts and emotions swarm into my mind - all his thoughts and emotions positive.

We both stand there in silence, taking in what just happened and what is still happening with our mental and physical link, he will be going through the same thing as me.

I grab his hand and take him to my bed, I grab my gown and walk into the bathroom to change.

I see my hair sticking up and dishevelled from the work of Ashton's hands, I also see the sore looking bite mark on my neck - that will have formed it's symbol by the morning and I see my lips red and puffy as I expected.

I change and run my hands through my white curls, trying to tame it. I then walk out and see Ashton lying on my bed in only his Calvin Klein boxers fitting well again his hips, he's looking up at the ceiling with his hands behind his head but then as he senses my presence his eyes flicker to me.