Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

Like an eel, I slipped out of his grip, wiggling free before taking a few steps away from him, creating a big distance between us as my chest thundered in fear.

Anger flashed in his narrowed eyes as he clenched his teeth, gritting them furiously.

The loud bang of his clenched fist on the table warned me about my disobedience but I remained rooted to the spot adamantly with my eyes tightly shut and my mouth slightly opened, muttering a silent prayer.

His furious eyes conveyed hidden messages, but I chose to be blind, refusing to let my eyes meet his.

How cruel he was to demand my body on the day I was brought in. He didn’t even let me pass the night to rest my tired bones and regain strength.

He was cloaked in selfishness.

All he cared about was satisfying his high libido.

To even think that he just finished having sex with his mistress. Wasn’t that enough for the day?

Must he have a taste of me?

What else does he want from an inexperienced naive girl who knows nothing about sex?

My body trembled like I was thrown a bag of ice as fear engulfed me.

I didn’t know where the courage to push him came from, but I knew I was in for the consequences.

I didn’t care what it would be, I just didn’t want his filthy hands on me.

Not now, not ever.

It gives me crazy icks to think that all he wanted from me was my body.

I don’t think I would be able to recover if he laid with me.

I don’t think I would ever forgive him if he violated me without my consent.

I didn’t mind being subjected as low as a slave. I would do anything to preserve my womanhood.

“Aurora!” He yelled, impatience and anger flooding oozing out from him like a cloud of dark smoke, causing shivers down my spine as I was jolted awake by his scream.

Panic clawed my chest as his burning gaze landed on mine.

His eyes were darkened by lust and his rich baritone voice was laced in anger.

I knew I was in trouble, but I didn’t care.

Worry filled me as Alex’s words rang in my memory.

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I didn’t think I would survive for long in this castle if I kept up with my disobedience.

Despite trying to adhere to Ric and Alex’s instructions, I was torn between choosing death or being violated by the most cruel Alpha King.

Death.

It was the only thing that rang in my head, reminding me of my horrible fate if I disobeyed the king.

“On the table!” he ordered, snapping me out of my thoughts and leaving me fear-stricken as I scurried and positioned myself the way he had instructed earlier.

Who was I to disobey the most callous Alpha King?

“Part those legs!” he bellowed calmly, yet dangerously, emphasizing every word.

His voice sounded like the voices of many mighty men… authoritative, mysterious, deafening.. like a volcano, ready to erupt.

My eyes travelled up to the Moon that hung up in the sky, communicating to it as if telling it to send me a saviour.

“There is no one coming to save you, Aurora. I am your new master. Now take off your clothes, I want to see the goods I purchased!”

I cringed at his harsh words as my legs took baby steps towards him.

“Be a good girl. You don’t want to make me mad,” he warned before a dark smirk appeared on his face.

My soul almost left my body when his fingers grazed my bare skin, down to my opened chest before wrapping my firm breasts.

I swallowed the disgust burning in my gut as I fought hard to take it, the more I tried to, the more the bile of disgust enlarged, making me want to puke.

If only my top wasn’t ripped apart by some horny bastard.

“Relax. You will enjoy it,” His voice came as a whisper, but it only filled me with dread. He leaned closer, pulling me to himself as his fingers worked their way into my bra, unclasping it.

I stiffened against his touch as his fingers snaked their way to my hardened nipples.

Uncertainty filled me, turning me into a statue when his tongue met my earlobes. My breath became harsh when his long tongue buried deep to lick my inner ears.

Instead of soft moans, soft whimpers left my throat as tears started to well up in my eyes.

I wanted an end to this assault.

I wasn’t ready to give it up yet.

It took me great self-control not to slap his hand away when it squeezed my butt, spanking it.

My heart hammered against my chest as his finger trailed to my…

“Please, stop!” I blurted, but he was too engrossed to hear.

Maybe I should say it again?

Doubt crept into my head, ringing the consequences.

I wasn’t ready to die…but he mustn’t get a glimpse of my secret.

Fear gripped me hard when his hand caressed my fat stomach, down to my womanhood.

“Stop, I beg you.” Disappointment flushed through me as my voice came out weak and shaky.

But now wasn’t the time to give up.

“I’m not ready…” I stammered, thinking of the best way to convince him.

“I’m a…virgin…I…” My voice trailed as I landed my gaze on him.

Fear embalmed me as I shut my eyes, awaiting his scolds or reactions, but I was met with none.

Relief washed through me when his hardened eyes softened a bit.

It’s working.

A wave of frustration crashed on him as excitement drained from his face.

Reluctant, he withdrew his body from mine, adjusting his clothes before walking away from the table.

Without wasting time, I hurriedly picked my turn cloth from the floor and wore them before he changed his mind.

“Leave,” he said boredly, turning his back against me as he looked at his gaze with the outside view from his large tinted window.

Confusion hit me as I thought of muttering a thank you, but I waved it.

Thank goodness!

“After dinner, I want you here by eight prompts.”