The Alpha Queen and Her Rogue Kingdom

CHAPTER SIX

ELINA

I am still in my wedding dress, even though all the buttons are undone and my back is bare as my hands prevent the fabric from slipping further and showing my breasts, I was trying to change to finally go to sleep, but Zane seems to have other plans, and even though I am about to ask him what he thinks he is doing by walking into my room like that, I hold back because even though this has been assigned to me as my personal bedroom, this is still his palace, even if he has been hell-bent on making me feel like all of this is mine too.

I start to panic and I feel the conflict begin to grow inside my mind, on the one hand, my whole body is screaming to stop it right now and get out of here, there is an instinct deeply ingrained in my being that refuses to be touched by him, and on the other hand, is my mind calling me a fool and filling me with all kinds of arguments on why I should do it, first, it is necessary to consummate the marriage, second, if I refuse to do it Zane will probably take it the wrong way, and lastly, denying myself this, which is so natural within our race, is as if somehow I affirmed my fidelity to a man who did nothing but hurt me in the past.

Zane approaches me with only his pants on, showing his sculpted and tanned body in all its splendor, he is handsome, yes, he is also quite sexy, but I cannot find in me the will to sleep with him, and I feel my heart start pounding when he runs his hand up my arm and then leans towards me, pinking my neck with his lips, but on the opposite side of where the mark that Bastian made is located, I feel my skin crawl but it is not from pleasure, but from the rejection that my whole body seems to experience with his touch, this feels bad, it feels very wrong, I should stop it right now before he goes any further.

But if I stop it, what will I do then? I can give him some stupid excuse today and he will be too polite to pretend to believe me, but I will not be able to give him excuses every day, and if he decides to withdraw his support for my cause, I will be lost.

-Calm down, Elina, breathe, its s*x, just that, it is nothing more than s*x, and if everyone else can do it without a bond that unites them, you can too, for the good of your people, for the good of your cause- I try to convince myself, but boy is it costing me.

I even think about using a mind link to ask my brother or one of my warriors to make a ruckus outside to create a distraction, but I know that this will only fix the problem for tonight as they won't be out there all the time, and while I try to think of some way out of this, there isn't one that is helpful enough to avoid sleeping with Zane without creating a conflict between us that will eventually affect my plans.

I can do this, I can do it, I don't know how, but I can do it, I have been through many obstacles and difficulties, I have felt the most heartbreaking pain, and still I am still here, one night with Zane is not going to be too much for me.

God, this is so difficult, why does it have to be this way?

I know that Bastian is probably f*****g everything that moves, while I am here shaking like a little girl because another man other than him is touching me, my feelings are so strong that I cannot control them, they even exceed my most animal and raw instincts.

My instincts, that’s it, I must stop thinking so much and just let myself be carried away by the animal instincts that we all carry inside.

I take a deep breath and feel my wolf take more control of my mind, my doubts begin to clear and my fears are left behind one by one as I feel my body change slightly, almost as if I am on the verge of transformation, I feel my hands release the fabric and the dress falls to the floor as I feel the cold air on my n*****s which makes them harden immediately, I notice Zane's gaze darken and he kisses me hard, almost as if he had been holding back for too long, I try to kiss him back, but my lips aren't as passionate as his, and it is a bit hard for me to keep up.

I feel Zane's hands run up my bare back, and hesitantly I lift my hands to rest on his chest that seems made from steel, and I am amazed at how good his skin feels under my hands.

That's it, Elina, little by little, we can do this if we go little by little.

Zane's lips leave mine and he tilts his head slightly to take one of my n*****s between his lips, while with one of his hands he takes my other n****e and begins to twist it slightly between his fingers, an involuntary moan escapes from my lips when I feel his other hand caress that glorious point above the fabric of my underwear, and I feel that almost all my doubts have been forgotten.

I can definitely do this, it's just s*x, it's just pleasure, he doesn't have to be my fated mate to be able to give me pleasure, and it has been too long since I was last touched in this way, even when my body was adamantly opposed to this at first, now it seems to have woken up from its long sleep and is remembering how good it feels to do this again, even my mind is giving me new reasons to continue, and it is that if before I hated myself for being faithful to Bastian in an involuntary and sickening way, now is when I realize that this may be a new form of revenge against him for everything he did to me before.

When Zane starts to carry me to the bed and I slowly lie back on it, I feel a new wave of nervous tremors wash over me, and the moment he throws off his pants and is completely naked in front of me, I take a moment to admire the greatness of his manhood, there must definitely be something that all the alpha kings have in common, it is likely that their wolves are not the only thing that is bigger than other wolves; And when Zane leans in the middle of my legs to assault my most intimate part with his tongue, my mind decides to play a trick on me and for a moment I remember Bastian doing the same, I could even swear that Zane's face was transformed into Bastian’s features for a moment.

"Are you okay? Do you not like it?" Zane asks me with a frown, and I realize that my expression must be a very different one than what he expected to find.

"Yes, I do like it, keep going," I reply with a gasp, and he smiles slightly before resuming his attack.

-Focus, Elina, don't screw this up- I scold myself before closing my eyes and throwing my head back, trying to focus solely on the movements Zane's tongue makes on my most sensitive spot.

He is good, quite good I would say, although I am a little disappointed that he stopped just before I started to feel the familiar sensation of the org*sm growing inside me, I almost want to yell at him in frustration, but he doesn't give me time to tell him anything, when he stands between my legs and slides all his manhood inside me with a slow motion that makes my eyes roll.

I feel the tension in the lower part of my abdomen begin to grow little by little as Zane pumps in and out of me each time at a faster rate, and by now it is useless to try to contain the moans that come out of my mouth, and his grunts in my ear appear even sexier to me with each passing second, I even begin to think that I could get used to this, he is good at this, his body is damn sensual, and he knows how to move to cause pleasure, of course, it is neither remotely like the indescribable feeling of having Bastian inside me, but when it comes to pleasure only, Zane does a pretty good job.

My moans intensify, and he asks me hoarsely, "Are you close?"

"Yeah," I gasp, and Zane picks up speed as my nails dig into his back.

And just as I am reaching my org*sm, an excruciating pain rips through my chest and makes me scream, but not with pleasure, although Zane doesn't seem to notice as he is apparently reaching his own clim*x.

What the f*ck was that?

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