The Alpha King’s Possession

46. A Confession

MORGANA

My heart was thundering as I stared at him, ready for him to unleash all his anger upon me. His eyes were blazing, but within them, it was as if a hurricane had been unleashed. The calibre of the emotions in those golden orbs devoured me completely, so strong I couldn’t make them all out, the conflict, the anguish, the pain, the anger, and so much more than I

couldn’t even comprehend.

Although the urge to read his mind consumed me, I was too terrified of what I may hear that I refused to, instead, I waited for him to crush my neck in his grip and do his worst.

“I acted impulsively… I don’t know why I did it… I know it’s a little late, but I’m sorry for trying t o kill you… or hurt you… I didn’t really know how much damage it would do…” I mumbled lamely

“So, you decided to stupidly just eat it yourself?” He asked coldly, his voice trembling with unbridled rage.

“It was a spur of the moment decision… I didn’t think it out.” I shot back, despite knowing how dangerous that was. “But at least I didn’t let you take it.”

Hurt and anguish were the emotions that I could sense the strongest through the bond.

“And you thought you’d risk your own fucking life?” He now cupped the back of my neck with his thumbs on my cheeks.

“It was that or you…” I said, having no idea where this was going.

His eyes returned to hazel and the sheer level of emotions in them tugged at my own heart. It was painful, so fucking painful, that I couldn’t breathe…

wa

“Then I would fucking rather it have been me.” His husky, hoarse reply came.

My eyes widened as I stared at him in shock, trying to figure out what he had just said. Our bodies were moulded together as one, our hearts pounding.

“What?” I asked hoarsely.

“You heard me, my fucking crazy she-devil, I rather you had poisoned me than yourself. You are the craziest, most reckless, dangerous, insane, psychotic, woman, I have ever fucking met, and I’m probably as fucking crazy to have fallen in love with you.” He said, making me gasp. 1

His words rang in my ears, my heart skipping a few beats.

He loves me.

start… disclaimer included, and I’ll still take it. So, try to kill me

against his chest, his soft plush lips meeting mine, but it was different than anything I’ve ever felt before. His lips caressed mine sensually yet painfully slowly,

stand still, my heart was fluttering, and I felt lightheaded at the intense emotions that poured into that kiss. The taste of his minty mouth, the feel of his body against mine, his scent, everything was beyond perfect. At that moment I realise that this will never b

apart from how this felt. His hands leave my neck, one tangling in my hair, the other all over me, feeling every inch of my back and ass with a need and intensity that made my legs feel

before. The hunger, desire, and love that was filling me so intensely were from him. His emotions. His tongue slipped into my mouth as if he didn’t want even

up his chest, locking my arms around his neck, arching myself even more into him, moaning as he throbbed against my stomach. I hooked my leg around his, and his hand cupped my ass, squeezing it as our kiss became hungrier and

air. But even then, Kian wasn’t done, placing kisses down my jaw and neck, making me

heavily, still trying to recover from that mind-blowing

pounding rapidly, I knew that I would never forget this moment, and as much as I was

“Kian…” I whispered.

knew he could

“I have a few questions… and I’m sure you want to know where I got the poison from… Don’t you think we need to talk first,

tell me if he killed my

looked down at me, now frowning as he took my chin

point… But really, a little fun

said, leaning up and brushing my lips against

knew he

glancing

and followed him, still feeling very giddy

way… you will be punished for what you

blinked, not

I thought I might be.”

eyes met and he smirked devilishly at me, and something told me

stepped back, allowing me inside first. I walked over to the bed and

answer.” I said, leaning forward. His gaze

lethal, then he was

on.” He said, and to my dismay or pleasure, depending on how I saw it, he began to

snapped to mine, hearing my racing heart, and he didn’t look away, removing his shirt and tossing it aside so damn

trying not to admire his god-like body that was begging to be worshipped. I closed

Focus Morgana.

saying?” His arrogant remark came, and I could hear the amusement in

you kill my father or have anything to do with it, in any way, organised it, commanded it or know anything about it?” I asked quietly, opening my eyes. It was