Stolen and Marked by the Alpha King

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ifted it to his lips, taking a deep mouthful of the crimson liquid. His amber eyes never left mine as he set the glass back

w, unrestrained hunger. His lips were firm, demanding, forcing mine apart with an invasive, s

the air from my lungs. I choked slightly, forced to swallow the liquid he passed to me. I

of his chest, a futile, desperate gesture. He wa

ssed his eyes. In one smooth, brutal motion, he captured both my wrists in o

, exploring every corner with a greedy, possessive thoroug

by the sensory overload. My knees bu

et as if I weighed nothing. He strode across the suite, his steps long and purp

e I could even register the landing, his heavy

ting tear escaped and traced a hot path down my temple. My body

fire in his eyes receded, replaced by a flicker of som

my skin, kissing the tear away. The contrast was dizzying, sending my already shattered s

ngers tracing the curve of my waist, my hip. His touch was ele

untary moan e

It shattered whatever rest

silk, of expensive, custom-designed fabric being ripped apart, was shocking

lf, to hide. He wouldn't allow it. He gently but firmly pul

aring pain tore through my body. I

ony, and my nails dug into the hard muscles of

and ragged. He looked down, his amber eyes wide with a daz

rival's fiancée. He had not expected thi

e-a fierce, triumphant possessiveness. I could feel it radiating from

He was fighting for control. He lowered his head again, his lips brushing against my

s of pain and betrayal streaming do

as changed," he rasped, his voice thick and raw aga

. The brutality was gone, replaced by an innate, almost shocking skill. He moved

r the rising tide of a sensation I had never imagined. I

s crept up his back, clinging to his shoulders. I was lost, ad

anhattan fading away until all that was left was the sound of our breathing, the