Chapter 198: I Need You
Zara
I couldn’t understand what my Father could want from the shadows. I was already in line for the throne, that much I knew. After his death, I would become queen, whether I wanted it or not. So what was he hoping for when he appealed to the shadows?
"What did my Father ask of you?" I asked the shadow. "What did he pay for?"
The human-shaped shadow tilted its head toward me, and I felt a million cold gazes pierce my skin. The heat that had seared my skin had long since faded in the shadows’ presence, allowing me only a few moments of clear thinking.
"He asked for your obedience," the shadows hissed. "From now on, you will not be able to give up your crown. Not even your sister can lift this burden from you. After your death, your firstborn will take your place."
"Wait!" I called out to him, but the human-like shadow had already begun to disintegrate, each shadow retreating to its corner. The light in the bathroom grew brighter until I was alone, my only companion the searing heat.
I wasn’t sure how long I sat in the bath, succumbing to the pain and the whirlwind of thoughts. There was more to my father’s deal; I knew it. He wouldn’t just die without vengeance.
He had secured my place as queen, but I couldn’t understand why. Didn’t he want Holly to take the crown? After all, she had lived with him much longer than I had.
I remained conscious the entire time, holding Nova back from what she truly wanted. Nova tried to fight her instincts, but the struggle proved too much. Her willpower weakened until she began to fight me, urging me to leave the house and find someone, anyone, to escape this pain.
The bathroom door swung open, and my savior stepped into the room. Kane’s chest heaved as he met my pained gaze. I saw the torment in his eyes, the overwhelming urge to resist my rich scent, beckoning him forward.
My heart pounded at the sight of him. He was alive and relatively unharmed. Dried blood spattered his skin, and I noticed a small wound on his stomach, already healed.
I opened my mouth, trying to find the right words to end my pain. I wanted this, all of this. It would be better with Kane than with anyone else. My soul cried out to his, begging him to take me, to end the pain that was consuming every cell, every living part of me.
I could no longer resist Nova, not with Kane standing before us. Strength surged through my body, and I rose from the bathtub. Icy water dripped from my skin, running between my breasts and down my legs.
At the sight of this, Kane’s eyes darkened, and I watched the bulge in his sweatpants grow, fueled by the burning lust in my eyes. I saw his hesitation, saw it etched on his face. He didn’t want to take advantage of my readiness, my readiness in this state.
I didn’t care, and I couldn’t stop. I ran my fingers over my wet skin, over my chest, tracing one of my hardened nipples. The hiss that escaped my lips echoed from Alpha, who watched my movements like a blind man seeing color for the first time.
As my fingers dipped lower, to the wetness between my thighs, Alpha’s control abruptly broke.
He was on me within seconds, his arms wrapped around my torso, pulling me out of the tub, his greedy lips consuming mine. There was nothing sweet or romantic about the way we devoured each other.
Heat burned my skin, soothed by Alpha’s touch. Every time he pulled away, the fire flared tenfold. Simple kisses couldn’t satisfy me, and the flames couldn’t be extinguished. I combed my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. I needed more, so much more of him.
"Zara," Alpha moaned, pressing his lips to mine, but I didn’t want to hear the rest of his words. He wanted this as much as I did, but he didn’t want to take advantage of me.
"Please..." I whispered, guiding his hand between my legs. His fingers slid predatorily over my wetness. A long, broken moan escaped my lips as one of his fingers slid inside me. "I need this... I need you."
"What do you need, Zara?" Alpha whispered, pressing his lips to mine, his other hand tangling in my hair and pulling my head back so he could devour my neck with his mouth. "Be more specific. Express your thoughts."
"I need you to fuck me, Alpha." I sobbed, rocking my hips against his hand, enjoying the pleasure and relief that one finger brought me. I felt the tension building in my groin, but I couldn’t find release.
I needed more. I needed to feel his steely length inside me, stretching and pushing me to the edge. I needed the pain and pleasure emanating from his hands.
An animalistic sound pierced Alpha; a sound I hadn’t heard before. He hugged me and ran out of the bathroom, laid me down on the bed, and then climbed on top. My fingers gripped his cock.
Without doing anything, he tore at his gray sweatpants. My nails began to tear of their own accord.
They lasted as Nova encouraged me. The desperate lust blazing in his eyes nearly brought me to my knees. I didn’t know I could make someone desire me so much, but Alpha did. His lips slid over every inch of my skin, rough and demanding.
His face was positioned between my legs, his hands gripping my hips, and his tongue mercilessly caressing my vagina. He devoured every inch of me, moaning at the taste of me on his tongue. Even as I clawed and pulled at his hair, he didn’t stop his frantic pace, driven by my heat as much as I was.
Only when my orgasm coursed through me, eliciting a blissful cry from my parted lips, did Alpha pull away. My back hit the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. My legs trembled as the remnants of my orgasm swept through my body.
"You taste so fucking sweet, Zara," Alpha murmured, looking up from beneath my spread legs with blinding lust.
