The Kings Series #1 His Beauty Queen novel Chapter 25

The choir of voices ringing in her head jolted her from her sated slumber. She groaned. Muscles she hadn't known she had were aching and she was sore all over. Especially down there

That's what you get for being greedy Anna.

Burrowing her face deeper in her pillow, she scowled. It wasn't cushiony like she would have wanted. No matter, she hugged the said pillow closer to her, her arm and right leg clinging to it. The pillow vibrated on her cheek.

Oh, god. She was clinging to her mate like a koala.

Hmmm. I would love you even if you were a koala, mi anima.

Cheesy. But I love it. How can you stop these loud voices in my head?

Feeling the effects of her mating night. She groaned. Sore genital, tight muscles all over, especially her back and legs, and her tummy rumbling from hunger. She guessed she burned out calories last night and early this morning.

You know I can hear you, right?"

"How do you stop it?" Elbows propped on his barreled chest while she admired his deliciously hot morning look. And sighed. She would love him for her breakfast but she was too sore. Too bad.

His strong hands molded her hips and ass, she wanted to reconsider. Her tummy growled in protest. He chuckled.

"Just imagine a wall baby. Come on we practice while we soak in a hot tub. That will help with the soreness."

Xander moved with stealth-like grace, he got up from their bed, naked as the day he was born and scooped her up effortlessly. Carrying her bridal style to their bathroom. All without breaking a single sweat.

With an exaggerated grunt, he sat her on the bathroom counter. She rolled her eyes, giggling.

"I'll get you for that, Xander. I'm not that heavy." He snorted playfully. Tangled in sheets, eyes amused, she licked her lips, admiring his muscles ripple and bunch at his movements. He has a nice butt.

Xander glanced back at her, stormy grays glinting. "I can hear your thoughts, you know."

"Darling, make it stop. And why can't I hear you?" She pierced him with her gaze, trying to look stern which was impossible since he was standing stark naked a few feet from her.

We practice. Think of a wall. Concentrate.

With a deep breath, she tried to relax. Those pack voices were like bees swarming. She imagined a concrete wall, almost there. Yes! The voices slowly faded.

Don't close your wall on me, mia anima. Think of me.

Ok. Her thoughts went to her mate. She remembered their night. Full of passion. She saw his face in her mind. She can feel love, adoration, lust, and devotion.

Can you feel me now?

Yes, Xander.

Whenever you want to reach me, just think of me.

I will. I love you.

And I you.

Her eyes opened and he kissed her tenderly. She whimpered feeling his lust, his throbbing cock on her belly, the sheets fell from her body, not minding them, her limbs wrapped around him. Wanting him all over again. And again. And again.

Soreness be damn!

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The warm water soothed her muscles and her genitals. His knot had subsided enough for him to withdraw from her. She moaned at his soft touch, rinsing the soap from her body.

"Are you too sore?" Xander murmured on her nape. She nodded. Too tired to do anything.

She had lost count the number of times they made love. She didn't think it was even humanly possible to come so many times.

"Hmmm...sleepy." Settling her wet body to his front, between his muscled thighs.

"Ok. I will make us breakfast. Go back to sleep, baby girl. I will take care of you." Yes. She loved it when he spoiled her.

"Thank you, darling."

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One Queen was finally coronated. Three to go. At least the Vampire king has found his beloved. It was only a matter of time before the second queen on their list will ascend to the throne. After that, two more to go. Shit! He was getting too enthusiastic.

Relax. All in due time.

Two powerful queens will not be enough to awaken the Dark Death Angel. It has to be four.

His master will rule this earth once more.

It was a waiting game. All plans were in place. The four punny kings will not be able to stop them.

The need to harvest the Lycan Queen's blood was imminent. Soon. Right after she shifted on her wolf. They will get her.

And fuck! She was a beauty. Not for long. He will thoroughly enjoy her. He grinned evilly. Yes, he will.

His eyes followed the movements of the other person in his room.

Not his true beloved. His soulmate was lost to him a long time ago. But the spell worked. She had always thought he was hers.

Whinny bitch. She was a means to an end.

He was so fucking hard right now from thinking about the Lycan Queen. What was the human's name? Anna.

He liked it. The bitch in front of him will have to do.

"Strip." His rough growl startled her. With hooded eyes, he watched her strip for him, seeing another body in her place.

"Don't turn around. On your hands and knees and don't talk." Not needing her whiny irritating voice tonight. All he wanted was a pussy.

His cock in his fist, he climbed his bed. Soon he will have Anna exactly like this.

Fucking her while he drained her of her blood. He plunged his cock on the willing cunt before him, his ears rejoiced in her screams.

Alexander stood up with his cock buried balls deep inside her. He cleared his desk and laid her on the surface.

She screamed as he took control and fucked her properly. He growled, shifting partially to his wolf. Unable to control himself anymore.

"I will give you pups, mate!" Oh, goddess. She was almost bent in half with her calves on his broad shoulders. She helplessly received every thick inch of him. His balls slapping her ass every time he bottomed out.

Hands palming her breasts, twisting her nipples, adding to her bliss.

"Alexander...please, baby." Heat coursed through her sweaty body. The thick head hitting her spot, pulsed and twitched.

"Come on my cock, mate! Fucking now!" The growls and grunts coming out of him were animalistic, making her shiver in submission.

With every thick inch of his big cock buried inside her, his thumb on her clit, the other hand on her breasts, she came wailing his name. Pussy juice gushed out of her, her walls contracted around him rhythmically begging him to fill her. His hoarse roars filled her ears and he filled her womb with his hot seed. He kept on coming, groaning her name, emptying his wet balls.

"Xander," she whimpered weakly. Her eyes closed, lost in paradise, limbs refusing to function.

"Baby girl, I lost control. Are you okay?" Her eyes opened. He was clearly distraught.

"Yes. Why? You would never hurt me, darling." He grunted, carrying her to the nearest couch. She laid on top of him with a happy sigh.

"You are in heat and my lycan took over. Thank goddess it was only a partial shift."

Propping her elbows on his chest, she pecked his lips.

"I'm not made of china, soulmate. What do you mean in heat?" she watched her fingers combing his dark locks.

"My wolf has scented it. You are fertile, so we are trying our best to fill you with pups." And what was wrong with that? She would love to have his pups, as he called it.

"I would love that, baby. Don't you want me pregnant?" Maybe he was not ready. She fretted.

"I'd be the happiest man in the world if that happens. Werewolves don't conceive easily like most supernatural kind. It's a natural way to prevent overpopulation. My sister and Micheal waited sixty years before they got pregnant." She had to smile at the play of his words.

"I would be very happy, Alexander." Fuck. She craved him again. There was this liquid heat coursing through her veins. Thumping. Throbbing. Eager to be filled.

"Goddess. Your scent. It's driving me crazy." His eyes changed color once more. Deep inside of her, his dick hardened. Firmed.

"Yes. Now!" For emphasis, her cunny squeezed him tight. His growled filled the air and he started to move beneath her.

She guessed they won't be leaving the house anytime soon.

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Author's Notes

Naughty couples. But hey, that's what most newly mated couples do.

A villain has made himself known. I hope they catch him before he does anything to our queen.

Until the next chapter, babies! Adios!