The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Chapter 49 Forty-Nine

Sheila's point of view

The sensual tension in the air prickled between us as Killian's eyes went over my body, again and again. I couldn't hide the satisfaction that was rooted in my smile at his tumult. At least he knows exactly the kind of torture he subjects me to. Adie's presence was within me, encouraging me the more.

His gaze hungrily swept through me. He was losing what little control he had over himself. I smiled to myself. Good. I was fucking sick of being the one clinging to Killian when he felt the mate bond as much as I did. It wasn't fair that I was the only one subjected to the pain of the mate bond. I was his pack's Luna as well as his mate, and I was tired of being mistreated. I swear to the goddess that I will be treated with respect, and Killian would beg for my love. By the looks of things, I didn't need to do much.

Killian's eyes turned almost black with desire, lust, and need. He was completely still on the bed. It felt as if the sight before him had paralyzed him. His hands pressed down on the bed, his legs wide apart, his breathing rough and labored as his eyes couldn't get enough of me.

I should have been feeling insecure and embarrassed, but instead, I felt empowered and confident. The way Killian was regarding me was like I was the moon goddess herself in her flawless beauty and perfection.

Gently, with utmost difficulty, Killian stood up from the bed. He motioned closer to me, his pounding heart blasting within the walls of the cottage.

"Fuck, Sheila." He called with much frustration. "You are the most beautiful woman..." He stopped so close to me that not even a single breath stood between us.

His shaky hands fell on my hips, caressing them all the way to my waist, and then upwards to the sides of my breast. I moaned internally at the tingles emerging, but my gaze was firm on him.

Killian's dark eyes met mine as his hand reached for my face. His warm breath settled on me. His eyes didn't leave mine, as he leaned forward, begging for my permission.

I slid a hand to the back of his neck, pressing his lips to mine. The kiss was fierce. I gripped his hair as he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him, claiming his body.

Killian's large hands moved with purpose on my naked back, pinning me deeper into his arms. He kissed me hungrily as his erotic moans echoed throughout the walls. He walked us towards the bed and slowly lowered us down.

My body was imprisoned under his enormous frame, as his hands never stopped walking on my body. Killian positioned himself on top of me, his hooded dark eyes scanning over my body appreciatively.

"Fuck, Sheila," he whispered breathlessly, as my hands clutched his neck, bringing his lips to mine. "You are so sexy." He muttered against my skin, and I moaned at the hotness that enveloped us as his giant hands on my body awakened all my senses.

I could feel his bulge under his trousers as it pressed against my center. I kept my legs wrapped tightly around him, digging him into me.

Killian's hand cupped one of my breasts and rolled his thumb over my soft, pink nipple. I bit my upper lip to suppress the gasp that almost left, while my hand rubbed on his lean arms.

"I want you, Sheila," Killian muttered, before pulling my nipple in his mouth. He swirled his tongue over it, suckling it. My body writhed in pleasure beneath him. Before he could move on to the next, I grabbed him, flipping us over on the bed, and now I was on top of him instead.

Killian's lustful eyes narrowed. I pulled my long brown hair out of my face, tugging it to the side. As my hip pressed hard against Killian's already hardened member, he released a groan. His large hands gripped my waist, pressing me deeper against him.

I trailed my hands on his bare chest as I began to grind on him. It started off slowly, and as Killian's hold on me tightened, I began to move faster, feeling his racing heart and mine. Killian continued to moan, his hands wrapping around me and his head wedged between my ribs as I went about my work. I continued to inflict pleasurable torture on him until he was panting heavily.

I released him to gaze into his black eyes, grabbing his chin and smashing my lips against his. My hands gripped his neck as we devoured each other's moans, and I could feel how turned on he was.

I pulled away abruptly, and he groaned in frustration. "Please, enough with the torture. I want you so fucking badly." He pulled his lips to mine, about to kiss me, but I pulled away.

His gaze was drawn to mine. "Are you really sure you want me that badly?" I leaned against him so that my bare chest pressed hard against his. "If you touch me now, there will be no bloody way that you will ever touch someone else," I whispered into his ears. "I am so sick of sharing you with someone else."

Killian's eyes remained the same as if thinking hard on my words or having a serious conversation with himself.

When he hesitated to respond to me, I pushed away from him. Before I could leave the bed, Killian grabbed me, digging me deeper into his arms.

"I need Thea." He said. "The curse." He muttered slowly, looking me in the eye.

"You need her to break the curse, not her body," I muttered slowly in the same manner he did.

For the briefest yet longest seconds, we stared at each other, before Killian's lips swallowed mine. "I want you, Sheila, and you only." He said against my lips.

A teasing smile formed on my lips as I met his gaze. "You belong to me, Killian. Now, please me, mate. "

Killian's dark eyes twitched brightly, a noticeable smirk on his lips.

And with my permission, Killian flipped us on the bed, and he was on top of me again.

He pulled my legs apart, and I looked down at him wide-eyed. He grew a smirk as he held my legs apart and buried his head in between my legs. His tongue took one long lick up my center. I moaned at his actions, wanting him to do it again.