Chapter 2

Adelaide The hot water streamed down her flushed body, her hair clinging to her frame like glue. It had been two weeks since Geoff made true to their promise, but she wasn't expecting to be ravaged the entire time. She managed to eat, sleep, shower and answer the call to nature in between. However no place deemed safe for her. He'd find new ways to explore. Who knew shower sex was so exhilarating? A hand brushed against her waist, scaling her stomach and slipped between her thighs. Another hand ran up her back, tracing her spine until it rested on the back of her neck and he gripped it gently. Her hands went to the wall to steady herself. He knew how to be in control, but he knew how to be aware of her discomfort. This didn't feel like anything compared to the abuse she was dealt for months. This was intoxicating. It made her want more. "Good morning." He whispered into her ear, his cock throbbing against her ass. His fingers rubbed her clit in slow circles, driving a moan from her lips. His fingers moved into her hair, pulling her head back a bit until she met his eyes. His crimson gaze alone made her sex overflow. He leaned in, grazing his lips over hers, but not pressing. The very light touch sending soft electrical impulses circulating through her lips, down her throat and along her breasts. "You're so beautiful, Adelaide ." He whispered into her ear again, his eyes taking on that eerie glow. It was supernatural and magical and dangerous, all things she didn't fully enjoy before meeting him. His cock rubbed against her ass, pulsating against her soft skin. She bit her lip, her adrenaline kicking in. She reached down for his hand between her legs, and the other that was in her hair. She twisted their footing, spinning them both around until his back was against the wall. He growled playfully down at her, his eyes alight with lust. She grabbed his hands, moving them behind her thighs and jumped up. He grabbed a hold of her, his eyes slightly wide until her sex settled onto his cock. His lips curled back into a pleasurable snarl as she took every inch of him in. "Someone's a dominant this morning." He said, his fangs slightly long. She nipped at his bottom lip, making him growl back. "You can't be the only one taking the charge." She told him. He raised a brow, smirking. He shut off the water, carrying her from the bathroom. He tossed her down on the bed, his eyes devouring her as he looked her over. "I think you forgot who you're talking to." He said, and she watching his muscles bulge and flex. He was trying to intimidate her, but she won't allow it. She got to her knees, grabbing one of his ties that was hanging loosely off the side of the bed. She wrapped it behind his neck, tugging him down to her level. He growled at her, crawling on his hands and knees. He looked so primal. "You may be King," she said, flipping him onto his back, she slipped the tie from behind him, grabbing his hands and tied them together. He looked intrigued as he eyed her new position, "but I am your Queen." She said to him, raising her chin defiantly. She had to admit, being able to take control made her heart race. He could very easily overtake her, assert his dominance once more and that'd be it. But his next words surprised her. "And what would my Queen wish to do to me?" He asked her. It was a dangerous question. She wanted to do so many things to him, but she didn't know where to begin. She did something she had never done in front of another man before. She straddled him, his cock pressed down against his stomach so her sex rubbed along the shaft. He rested his hands behind his head as he watched on from below. She rocked her hips back and forth slowly, letting his cock feel her wetness while her fingers cupped her breasts. His nose flared, his fangs bare as he watched her push her breasts together, squeeze them, pull on her nipples. She twisted them enough to deliver a slight bit of pain that kept her adrenaline going. "Watch you squirm." She said seductively, one hand remained playing with her breasts while the other moved down her stomach. His eyes followed the wandering hand until it cupped her sex. She let out a soft moan, tilting her head back. She continued to tease his stiff rod with her soaked sex, letting him watch her masturbate. "I don't like this game." He growled, but his eyes said otherwise. They traced the curves of her breasts as she cupped them with her hand, pinching her nipples. She rubbed her clit slightly faster, grinding against his cock. He groaned loudly, the sound shaking the walls. She watched her Mate crumble from pleasure. "What's wrong? Is this too much?" She asked him innocently. He looked up at her, his biceps flexing so hard that his veins bulged out a bit. He must be trying his best not to shred the tie. "I love it. I need more. I need you." He said, almost pleading with her. She loved hearing him say that. It wasn't just a need for her. He desired her just as much. "I never expected the King to nearly beg." She slid her sex up to the tip of his dick, letting it prod against the entrance. He tried to angle his hips in order to thrust in, but she slid away. "I don't beg." He growled, but he was losing his fight. She moaned more, panting as she tilted her head back again. "Fuck." He let out. She felt his legs shaking slightly. He must be getting close to cumming. "Geoff." She moaned his name, watching him shut his eyes. "Adelaide ..." He said her name softly, making her slow down. She looked down at him. "Please, for the love of God, fuck me." He told her. She stopped stroking his cock, looking down at him. His eyes were still shut, but his face gave off the ecstasy that he felt. She reached down, untying him. He flipped her onto her back immediately, looking down at her. "Why did you stop?" He asked her, struggling to maintain control of his body. "My King doesn't need to beg for something that's already his." She said to him. He looked into her eyes while he knelt between her legs. He dropped her legs over his arms as he thrusted into her. She let out a scream, arching her back. "You're mine." He leaned over her, his arms resting beside her head. His hips pounded against her with such velocity. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his gaze while he fucked her. It wasn't savage like it had been. It was intense, passionate. He was stating his feelings without saying a word. She was his and his alone. "Adelaide , there's something I need to talk to you about." He said after they finished. She was curled up at his side, snuggling against him while his fingers played with her damp hair. "Hm?" She said. "It's about the winter solstice." He mentioned. She sat up slowly, down at him. "I know about it already." She told him, but he shook his head. "There's more to it than what you've probably heard already." He looked away for a moment as if trying to find the right words to say. "You can tell me, Geoff." She encouraged him. He focused back on her. "I wish we had the time to really develop our relationship..." He started. "Oh my God, are you rejecting me?" She panicked, sitting away from him. He sat up, pulling her back to him. "Fuck no. You're mine, now and forever." He kissed her forehead. "As our society works, a mating ceremony takes place." He told her. She inclined her head thoughtfully. "So, a wedding?" She asked him. "Exactly. Wolves have mating ceremonies all the time, but when it comes to the Alpha, it's a bigger deal." He said. "Well, what about as the King? What's the level rating for that?" She asked him. His brows came together. "It's... a bit more complicated. Unlike just being Mated to an Alpha, you'll be an actual Queen to the Werewolves." He told her. She stared at him. "Is there a tiara involved?" She asked. He raised a brow, letting out a slight smile. "Do you actually?" "Oh God no. That's just tacky." She said, making him chuckle. "There's more to it isn't there?" She asked him. He sighed deeply. "In order for the Mate of the King to be fully accepted as the Queen, she needs to learn everything that there needs to be known about our kind. From start to finish." "I take it that since I'm not actually a Wolf, this would be more difficult?" "Unfortunately, yes. You'll also need to win my people over. Not just from my pack, but the other Alphas as well." He said. Adelaide frowned. She didn't know who the other Alphas were yet, but the one she did know she was already on bad terms with. "Why is your father an Alpha? Isn't he supposed to resign after you take over?" She asked him. He sat back against the headboard and she snuggled against his side again. "Technically yes, in the other packs that's normally how things would go. A lot of the time, Alpha lineage is carried down in a bloodline. There's ever been a few occasions where an Alpha is challenged and lost." He told her as he wrapped an arm around her. "Then your father is an Alpha to another pack?" She asked and he nodded. "Do you have other family?" She rested her head on his chest. "I have a younger brother. He's six now." He said, a distant look in his eyes. "Is something wrong?" She asked him. He looked down at her, his thumb brushing against her cheek affectionately. "He has slight ADHD." He said, but he still seemed a little sad.