The Alpha King’s Human Mate

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” Emily Dickinson

The next morning, I woke to Griffin’s lips pressed to my neck, and his limbs tangled with mine. As he spooned me from

behind, I could see the sun rays filtering in through the window, the snowy Canadian terrain lying just beyond the

window.

“Good morning, little fox,” Griffin whispered to me, his morning voice husky and deep.

Half-asleep, I registered two things: one, I’d had sex with Griffin last night – and for the first time ever.

Secondly, this was the first morning I’d woken up in a bed that wasn’t empty. For as long as I’d been at the castle, Griffin

had never been able to spend the momings with me. He’d disappear to do kingly business before the sun had come up.

Scratch that, this might be the first morning ever that I’m waking up in a bed with someone else.

It’s not as if Iwas regularly sleeping around before Griffin. Chapter 65,

“Good morning,” I replied groggily. I managed to free one of my hands from Griffin’s snug grip to rub my eyes. “I’m

surprised you’re still in bed with me”

Pressed against me, Griffin rubbed circles on my back. “Oh, did you think this was a one-night-stand kind of deal, little

fox?” He teased.

“Oh, definitely,’ I replied, “I’m just waiting for you to turn your back so Ican grab my clothes and sneak out.” (7

At that remark, Griffin growled playfully and attached his lips to the claiming bite. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped

my mouth as tingly pleasure rocked through me.

“Careful,” Griffin growled, but I could still hear the teasing tone in his voice, “I chased you down once. I don’t mind doing

it again, but I can’t promise I’ll let you get as far as last time ~ or that the punishment will be as nice.”

Nice? I wouldn’t call being pulled over someone’s lap and spanked “nice.”

Of course, with the way he was sucking and lapping at the claiming bite, I wasn’t able to actually form that thought.

Anything snarky or sarcastic that I wanted to say was lost in the translation of the pleasure rolling through my body.

It was almost unfair how much pleasure I got from just Griffin barely touching the bite. It’s as if the bite was a direct line

to the nerve ending in my clit. Part of me wondered if, given enough time and stimulation, Chapter 65

Griffin could make me orgasm just from touching the mark.

With a few more licks of his tongue, Griffin pulled away from the bite, his body still wrapped around me. “Once you

passed out last night,” Griffin said, and I could practically hear the smile in his voice, “I canceled my meetings for the morning. I didn’t want you to wake up without me. I was worried you might be sore from last night.”

me just hours ago, I still

with each other, he could still fluster me just as well

realized he was right ~ I was sore, It wasn’t unbearable, but whenever I

sharp ache

my face because he said, “Let me draw you a bath, little fox. It’ll help you feel better.”

blankets, feeling some of the heat loss

first time. And it was nothing like I

a couple of months ago what my first time was going to look like, I would’ve told you that

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enough to

have been further from the truth. I wasn’t at college and I

entire life had done a 360-degree turn. The life path I

– the one that lead to an easy, human life — was a lie. My path didn’t lead

Ican’t even bring myself to

into Griffin and this new life so easily. I’d

Yet, when I thought about doing those things with him, it only left

feeling in

feel

voice interrupted my train of thought. I looked up to see

bed, bathed in the morning light. With an easy smile on his face and as naked as he was last

I’d ever seen

Griffin asked, his head cocked to the

you,” I murmured

and I could see a smirk beginning to form on his face. “Well, if you keep looking at me like

a little sorer than you

friendly reminder that if you’re not reading

all free! My cheeks went red at that and

Griffin asked, immediately at my

the bath was ready,” I said, “I want to get there before the water

my feet could touch the floor, Griffin had scooped me into his arms,

brought another wave of

“What are you —”

my sore mate

a soft smile on his face. “Your feet aren’t

bathroom, and | reluctantly

my arms around his

but I don’t think I’m that

sore to walk.”

“Says who?”

replied, a teasing smile on his face, “Regardless of what you feel, I’ve decided that you’re too

me into the large, jacuzzi-style tub. The hot

body, including the sore parts. I leaned back instantly, letting

eye open as Griffin climbed into the tub and positioned himself behind me. As large as

been a cramped experience in a regular bathroom.

accommodated three or four

The water smelled strongly of lavender, and

muscles.

from behind. “Yes,” he said, and I could’ve sworn there was

tone, “The staff used to add it when they prepared baths for me as a child…1

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