Freya's POV
I bowed to the crowd and then inclined my head toward Kingsley.
"Alpha, may I leave now, please?"
I really didn't want to spend another minute here, and I didn't want to give Tracy any more opportunities to insult me.
Kingsley nodded, and I seized the chance to quickly exit the dining area, leaving the ballroom and heading out onto the deck to blow off some steam.
Thinking of a scene from a movie or TV show I had watched before, I playfully placed my feet on the railing and spread my arms wide, feeling the oncoming sea breeze mixed with the scent of the ocean. "I'm the king of the world!"
I yelled out to the ocean, feeling the boredom in my heart suddenly swept away.
"And who am I supposed to be? Your queen?"
Kingsley's muffled voice suddenly came from behind me, and I turned with difficulty to see him standing there.
His gaze held an unusually dark, lustful gleam that made my heart feel like it was about to burst from my chest.
"I..." I stammered, but realized I couldn't form a complete sentence.
Kingsley quickly moved closer, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me toward his body. "So, tell me, who am I to you?"
His deep tone caught my breath. My heart raced as I gazed up into his eyes.
"Answer me."
"Yes," I gasped, wondering why he was so fixated on this question at this moment.
My consciousness was crumbling under his touch, making it nearly impossible for me to think. Finally, I whispered, "You're my Alpha."
My answer obviously pleased Kingsley immensely, because as my last word escaped my lips, his mouth descended on mine, stealing whatever breath I had left.
For some reason, I felt an especially intense connection with Kingsley tonight, his passion seeming to ignite even more, causing me to lose myself in the way he kissed me.
I wasn't sure how I had entered the room; Kingsley's hands explored my body, capturing all my attention.
His fingers tugged at the zipper on my shirt, while my hands removed his jacket. Our frenzied movements generated an electric current that surged from his body to mine.
As my dress fell to the floor, he withdrew his hand and gazed at me. The only garments I wore were a black lace bra and panties, and although I had exposed myself to him before, I couldn't help but feel bashful under his scrutiny.
A low growl escaped his throat, and I watched as he tore his shirt and tie from his body. In an instant, he approached me, his lips descending as his hands lifted me, and my legs wrapped around his waist.
Swiftly, my back met the soft blanket of the bed. He moved over me, trailing his lips down my neck, and I tilted my head to grant him better access, closing my eyes and emitting a soft moan.
"Freya..." he whispered in my ear. "I desire you."
It was the first time he had confessed his desire to possess me, and he had never asked before.
"Please..." I moaned, biting my lower lip, my eyes fixed on him as he removed the rest of his clothing and quickly rejoined me on the bed.
He lay between my legs, spreading them wider and positioning the head of his thick erection at my core.
When he murmured, "Say my name," his mouth hovered just inches above mine.
"Kingsley..." I replied softly before he slowly entered me. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt his fullness stretching me.
"What do you want, Freya?" he asked, gently nibbling on my lower lip.
"You. Only you... Please, I can't take it..." I begged, clinging to him." Please, Kingsley..."
He wasn't giving me the satisfaction I wanted.
"What were you thinking?" He paused, then asked, "Are you still thinking about leaving me?"
I couldn't think, I had to surrender." No..."
One fluid motion filled every inch of him completely with me. I cried out in pain and pleasure as I relaxed. Having the rough thrusting movements of his body fill me was the most intense pleasure I had ever felt.
It was different from the way he used to sleep with me-more intense and erotic.
"Cum for me, Freya... Scream for me."
I panted and leaned against him.
My eyes slowly open to find him staring at me with a look I don't recognize. A small smile creeps onto my lips as he pulls me onto the bed with him, waiting for the swelling in the knot to go away.
My head rested against his chest and we stayed in that position, and even though it was different than before, I liked it. I realized I wasn't as afraid of him as I had been before-in fact, I was attracted to his ways.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, breaking the silence between us.
I blushed." No."
"Good," he replied, then looked at the ceiling.
As the knot dissipated and he slid off me, I expected him to leave quickly.
Instead, however, he lay beside me for a moment, then slid over to the bed and headed for my bathroom.
I sat up, curious as to what he was doing. When the sound of running water came from the room. I saw him walk back, his member hanging freely between his legs as he walked towards me.
I was totally confused. What was he doing?
But I didn't bother to ask. I allowed him to lift me from the bed and guide me to the bathroom, then supported myself on the floor and joined him in the shower.
The warm water felt soothing against my skin. I didn't comprehend what was happening, but I refrained from saying anything to avoid disrupting the moment, so I permitted him to proceed as he wished.
His hands moved gently over my skin with a wet cloth and soap, thoroughly cleansing every inch. His fingers lingered around my most sensitive area longer than I had anticipated, causing a soft gasp to escape my lips when he extended his touch to my clit.
I couldn't resist stealing a glance at him, and a fleeting smile crossed his face. I yearned to understand what was going through his mind at that moment, but his expression vanished as quickly as it had appeared. He turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a towel around us both.
I made my way back to bed at a slow pace, with Kingsley following me until I settled beneath the blankets. He pulled them up and tucked me in.
"Rest, Freya," he instructed, his voice hoarse but gentle. He caressed my head gently before turning off the light, and we held each other as we drifted into a deep slumber together.