The Alpha King Call Boy: Chap 1-46

Alexander

I returned to the palace after dark. I figured Fiona may be asleep already, but still, my blood ran warm with anticipation as I continued thinking about what to say to her. How to account for my outburst and my absence these past few days, when finally we were face to face again.

I worked the lock and the doorknob carefully. Eased the door open slowly. If Fiona was asleep, I did not want to wake her.

But she was not asleep.

I closed and locked the door silently behind me but hung back in the shadows.

Fiona was lying in our bed with her legs spread wide, touching herself. A single candle on the bedside cast the scene in a small orb of flickering amber light. The rest of the room, including the doorway where I was standing, was pitch dark.

The animal inside of me was already aroused. My heart was beating faster and faster, the longer I watched. My wolf told me to tear my clothes off and dive on top of her. But I had not been planning on coming home just to jump right back into bed with Fiona.

Her long silver hair was falling forward over one shoulder, cascading down her breasts. She threw her head back, moving her hand faster between her legs, and then… called out my name.

It was a small whimper that sent a shiver down my spine.

Then she stopped touching herself and squirmed around in the bed, sighing.

I couldn’t help but step in to help her relieve her desire. I paced forward into the room, stepping into the dim circle of candlelight, and paused beside the bed.

Fiona’s eyes flipped open, and she sat up, startled.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” I said. “I came in quietly because I thought you would be sleeping.” I dared a glance down at the length of her body. Her skin was flushed all over.

Her shoulders relaxed and she breathed out a sigh. “It’s okay, you just startled me.”

I nodded and started taking off my jacket. “Yeah, you were pretty… preoccupied.”

A flush of pink appeared on her cheeks. But she did not look to be embarrassed. She smiled up at me sweetly, with a beckoning look in her eyes that was impossible to resist.

I kicked my shoes off and approached the bed, unbuttoning my shirt as I went. I left a trail of clothes behind on the floor and stripped naked by the time I reached her.

Fiona watched me hungrily all the while, the smile on her lips growing wider as I approached.

To my surprise, she did not wait for me to climb up on top of her. Buzzing with energy, she slid out of bed and slipped the tiny straps of her silk nightgown down her arms.

A heavy breath tumbled out of my lips as I watched it fall to the floor, and then let my eyes rove back up the length of her gorgeous body.

Fiona put a steady hand to the center of my chest and pushed me back onto the bed suddenly.

I lay back and smiled.

Fiona

I had repressed my desire for too long. I was not going to wait around and let Alexander tease me. I pushed him hard, shoving him down onto the bed, and he was happy to go with it.

I climbed up on top of him and straddled his waist. Alexander smiled, looking up at me with pure delight in his eyes.

I leaned forward and kissed his chest, running my lips over the ridges of his defined muscles. The desire I felt for him was frantic. And I felt his desire growing, too. Pulsing against my thighs, already rock hard. Moving closer to where I wanted him. I sat down and rocked my hips, easing him inside of me.

Alexander had his big hands on my hips, holding me steady and pressing me down against him, letting out a low growl as he went deeper and deeper inside. He kept his eyes locked on mine, the expression on his face a portrait of wild desire.

I gasped for breath as we moved our hips together in a slow rhythm, pleasure already flooding through me, lighting up every cell in my body.

I moaned, feeling my body tighten as it neared the edge of release. Alexander could tell that I was close. He moved his body faster, throwing the weight of his giant frame into me with quick, athletic thrusts of his hips. I was spiraling into bliss a moment later and had to bring my cheek to rest flat against his chest as I rode out a long wave of pleasure, losing all control of my body as I went.

Alexander rolled me onto my side after we finished, and gently moved me up toward the top of the bed, settling my head down onto a soft pillow. I closed my eyes and sighed contentedly as he stroked my hair, and soon fell fast asleep.

Alexander

I lay beside Fiona for a moment, catching my breath. My eyes fluttered closed, and my fingers went to her hair, stroking and playing with it.

Before I could fall asleep, I forced myself up. I needed to use the bathroom anyway.

The ride Fiona had just given me was amazing. She was so sexy when she was bossy like that.

I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The idiot looking back at me had a big, dumb grin on his face. I shook my head and frowned, remembering myself. I washed up and splashed cold water on my face, trying to sober up from… whatever it was Fiona had me feeling.

She was fast asleep, snoring lightly. I went back to bed and curled up close beside her, wrapping our bodies together in the blankets. Still sleeping, her body instinctively relaxed back against my chest, and I cradled her in my arms, bringing us as close as we could be.

The lone candle on Fiona’s nightstand was flickering wildly, burned down to its last nub of wick, licking a whisp of black smoke up into the air. I glimpsed something orange on the table beside it. It was a prescription bottle.

The guilt I had been ignoring for the past two days came full force to the center of my attention. I had let Fiona suffer without me. It was cruel to do that to the pregnant mother of my child, and I knew better. But the medication told me it may be worse than I had already imagined.

I looked at Fiona’s sleeping face. Her beauty was unmatched. And there was no denying she was a devoted Luna and a good woman… and that she had found her way into my heart.

I was still not convinced that she was the one who had leaked my intelligence to her father. The narrative that implicated her was… almost too perfect. There had to be more to the story, and I was going to find out the whole truth.

But regardless of whether Fiona was involved in this breach, there was still an ugly truth that remained, either way.

Fiona was the daughter of the enemy. An enemy I had pledged to kill.