The Alpha King’s Possession

PROLOGUE

MORGANA

“Did you hear that?” A sharp voice spoke.

“No, what is it?”

“I thought I heard something?”

I covered my mouth, calming my beating heart as I hid behind a thick oak tree, I was almost out…

The guards walked past, as soon as they were out of sight, I continued running through the trees, a faint smile crossing my lips.

Finally!

The wind rushed through my hair, the moon peeked through the trees, and the distant sounds of forest animals reached my ears. My heart was beating with excitement as the sound of the gushing water and the scent of the lake reached my senses.

I slowed down, looking back over my shoulder to make sure none of the patrol had followed.

I stepped to the river edge, slipping my shoes off, removing my nightdress but staying in my lingerie, and getting into the water. I giggled. The wine in my system from earlier made me feel lightheaded and giddy.

I dipped my head under the water, holding my breath for a few moments, before breaking the surface gasping for air as I burst out laughing in breathless excitement. I splashed the water, then I lay back, swimming around as I stared at the stars above, humming a song.

I loved coming out here in the middle of the night. My mother used to bring me here as a child… I trailed my fingers through the water of the lake when I suddenly felt as if I wasn’t alone. The alcohol slugging my system made it hard for me to focus as I spun around, crossing my arms over my breasts, knowing my white lingerie was probably see-through as I scanned the trees.

“Who’s there?!” I called out; my voice echoed off the rocky hills that surrounded the area. I scanned the trees behind my back, the rushing waterfall drowning out any chance of picking up any other sounds.

I swam to the edge of the lake and stepped out. Picking up my nightdress, I slipped it on, when suddenly I was yanked back into

I was

voice spoke, sending

ironclad hold. One arm was wrapped around my waist, pinning my arms to

why did I have this strong feeling that he

down my neck. His other hand grazed down my stomach, making me

you?” I asked icily, trying to remain composed

“Hush…”

seductive. I could feel his chest heaving against my back, feeling the bulge in his

bells of danger went off, and when his lips met my neck, I gasped as pleasure coursed through me, settling deep into my core. My eyes fluttered shut and I leant into him, a soft moan escaping from my lips as I arched my neck, allowing him better access. His hand reached for my

found my hardened nipple through

my hand gripping the wrist of the hand that was wandering lower, pulling my silk dress

and I gasped when he massaged me over my soaking panties. My core clenched at the sensation of burning

against his now hard manhood. I bit my lip.

at the starry sky, resting my head on his broad shoulder, the pleasure from

own voice, unrecognisable to