The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 24

Fiona

“I’m sorry.” Alexander winced as he sat up in bed and slid over to the edge.

“This was not your fault.” I shook my head, thinking about saying more but deciding against it.

nsequence for the events that followed.

ly that was thanks enough.

slight embarrassment. “I meant… I’m sorry that I kissed you.”

alk about it anymore.

ade clear to him I did not want to happen. But in his defense… I hadn’t stopped him when I could have.

wounds that had bled through the bandages overnight and took the bloody trash to the bathroom, where I tossed it all in the bin.

ips as I wondered absently whether it was Alexander’s or his half-brother’s blood.

body as I sank down into the fragrant water.

ut into the bedroom, and remembered at the last moment to grab something off the counter on my way out.

ying on his side, stretched out and holding a pillow against his chest. His eyes fluttered open as I approached the bedside.

et me put a little more of this on you.” I held up the amber bottle of salve I’

d up.

touch, and every bit of his body was hard with defined muscle. I ran my slippery fingers over his neck and shoulders, drenching his blood-crusted skin with the healing salve. Watching it soak into his dry and tattered skin was satisfying. I traced the shapes of his chiseled back and shoulders with my fingertips and started feeli

y hands in the bathroom and gave myself another glance in the mirror. The bath had done me a lot of good and I was looking more like myself, with some color coming back into my eyes. I pulled my hair loose from its bun, letting my silver curls cascade down over my shoulders, combing them with my fingers.

locked on me as I approached the bed and slid down under the covers beside him.

e of last night. The kiss.

hand on my stomach, sliding it gently over the silky fabric of my nightgown, and it came to rest in the crease o

t love…

healing and energizing my body, too.

er felt before. Never even imagined possible. But that was all it was.

hand came to rest between my thighs, where I was wet.

e and his pulsing, rock hard passion found it way between them.

ying beside this golden God at night, pretending I didn’t care if he touched me or not. Enough wanting him and not getting what I wanted.

breathing into it.

nd the curves of my breasts, stroking and teasing my hard nipples. The thrumming of his heartbeat pounding in his

e pressed his mouth against my neck, panting into my ear, driving himself deeper and deeper inside of me.