The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 16

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 16 by desirenovel

Serena

A month had passed since my still unexplained travel to a different realm. Because of that experience,

my perspective in life had changed. I saw the world on a grander scale now and I saw myself in it like

an ant, so small and insignificant yet essential.

I also saw werewolf shows on televisions quite funny. Their version of the beast didn’t do justice at all

to the real deal. But of course, I could be biased. Aero was royalty after all, and a king no less, so his

wolf was expected to be magnificent.

These thirty days hadn’t been easy for me. I thought I’d come to think of my experience as only a

dream but day by day, the memories of Phanteon and especially of its King haunted me. The castle,

the manor, the wedding, the kiss, and the King’s face were vivid still.

The subject of my dreams was him. Always him. Worse, it was that kind of dream one could only see in

erotic movies: him on top me pounding me hard, him beside me kneading my breasts and thrusting his

erection, him doing me with my butt high up in the air, and not to mention the most erotic of all—his Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

face in between my thighs doing heaven knows what there.

What’s more, the mark on my wrist was still throbbing and burning like crazy. It actually hurt a lot. I had

to take over-the-counter pain medications to try and relieve it but even with those, the ache wouldn’t go

away.

It was especially painful this night. I tossed and turned on my bed, whimpering and groaning in pain. If I

was that barbaric, I would have cut my arm already, but I knew even if I do it, the pain would still be

present. I had finally concluded the mark had magical qualities and its pain was more than physical.

I stood up from my bed and crossed the room, stopping in front of the castle painting I purchased many

days ago. In my desperation to get help, I touched the surface of the painting hoping I would be

transported back to Phanteon. It didn’t happen. I was partly disappointed.

I went back to my bed and lay there motionless for a few minutes, but even those few minutes became

unbearable. The mark still throbbed, reminding me of my fake marriage with the man who was more

than happy to kick me out of the castle.

Aero.

Truth be told, I actually missed him. Despite his many obvious flaws, he had some good qualities too. If

given a chance to meet him again, I’d probably use up my strength to make him see that women had

good sides. That they deserve to love and be loved. That we women had the ability to nurture a heart

that was covered in darkness.

Sleep claimed me finally after a few minutes of musings. The dream world took over immediately and

brought me to the same place I had been in my dreams many times: the king’s bed.

This time, I was the one on top of him, riding him, grinding my ass against his pelvis. I felt our sexes

joined. I felt full inside and with that, a moan escaped my lips. He responded by lifting a hand and

cupping my breasts. He thrust forward and up one time and I whimpered in delight.

“Aero…fuck, more…” my dream self ordered.

His face changed into a look of lust and after that, I was impaled in the most delicious of ways….

I woke up from the dream panting, feeling hot and really, really wet. It was another erotic session again

and just like all its predecessors, it left me wanting more. It left me craving for my climax.

Biting my lip, a thought crossed my mind. Yes. Yes, indeed. This night, I’d have to help myself reach my

orgasm. I won’t be denied anymore.

Putting it on action, my right hand slowly traveled down my crotch. As expected, the center of my

underwear was already damp. It was a good development. As my fingers contacted my lips, the

swelling in between it reacted, giving me a wave of sensations. It was more when I started vigorously

rubbing myself.

Lost in the sensations, the king’s face popped out of my mind. Gladly, I used it to fuel my rubbing more.

It was working and working a hundred percent. Once I reached my climax, I arched my back and lifted

my hips up.

Fuck.

A name escaped my lips then. To my surprise, it was Aero’s name.

“Okay, mom said she misses you. She asks if you can come to celebrate Independence day with us,”

my adoptive sister, Jessica, stated right before she sipped her watermelon milk tea in front of me.

We were inside a cafe located near my apartment and since this place was my favorite spot to dine, we

always ended up here whenever she decides to visit me after her college studies for the day.

I nodded whilst about to drink my cup of espresso. “Sure, I could come to visit and stay for a few days.”

“Mom would love that, Ren,” she flashed a smile.

“By the way, have you found someone already? You look so blooming today.”

I almost choked on my coffee when I heard it.

“What do you mean? I’m always blooming every day,” I chided.

She shrugged her shoulders and cleared her throat.

“What I mean is today is especially different.”

I contemplated her words for a moment, thinking of a faraway place with a very handsome king, and

then replied, “None, sis. I’d like to think there’s none.”

“Ohhhh, I know that look. You like the guy but he’s off-limits,” she puckered her lips.

Like? Not really. I don’t know.

“It’s complicated, Jes,” was my only reply.

“Right. Right. But still, I’m happy for—“

I stood up suddenly, craned my neck and stared past the cafe’s window when I noticed a very large,

very furry animal hiding in an alley across the road. It was metallic black in color. Definitely the same as

the king.

My heart immediately spiked up a beat.

Could it be?

“Do you mind if I leave now?” I stated frantically, gathering up my bag. “I have…uhm…suddenly

remembered something very important.”

Jessica smiled at me and nodded.

“Sure, we are finishing up anyway with our coffee.”

I stooped low and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Goodbye, see you soon.”

I quickly exited the cafe and went to stare at the same spot in the alley again. The wolf was not in sight

anymore. No traces of it were seen. I decided to check out the rest of the area, thinking maybe it had

transferred to another location.

Somehow in my haste, I saw its long, fluffy tail just pass by a corner. Without thinking, I quickly ran to it.

When I rounded the corner, I saw the wolf enter an abandoned building.

Trespassing private property wasn’t my cup of tea, but I needed to reach the wolf, so I jumped over a

barbwire fence and walked inside the lobby with my alarm bells up.

The environment was typical for an abandoned building. The lobby was very spacious, with no furniture

but with loads of dust.

Nothing caught my attention except for a break in space near the lobby’s front desk. Just like before,

when the king returned me to Earth, I saw an oval-shaped wall of energy. It was beckoning me to enter.

Since I was very adamant about seeking help with regards to the wrist mark, I decided to jump inside,

hoping that I’d end up on the king’s cham…er…on Phanteon again.