The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 30: finally mated .Regina smiles to herself as she busies herself in the kitchen trying to bake a cake while remembering distinctly how few minutes ago Maria had said she should await the King’s arrival.Regina sighed thinking of replying yes to Maria’s question was the best decision she had ever taken in her life.She doesn’t have time to brood over what had passed because Regina smells the king before she hears or sees him. The scent of burning honeysuckle and pine, overpowering the smell of the sweet dough still sticking to Regina’s fingers, a scent that could only mean one thing: King Mattel has just entered the first stage of his rut.She busies herself by shoving the cake into the oven, checking the heat and setting a timer - anything to make her appear nonchalant, even as she feels the blood in her veins humming in excitement and her hole start to slick up.A four-legged creature comes barreling into the kitchen, a few twigs and autumn
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 31: on and on .“Mine,” King Mattel breathes out, sounding both relieved and exhausted now that his task has been accomplished, speaking up for the first time since he interrupted Regina’s baking session. “My mate.”“Your mate, yes. My Mate,” Regina confirms, basking in the afterglow. She feels tingly all over, and proud to have her hand slide down to cover Mattel’s, still splayed across her middle. “Do you believe me now ?.”“Yes I do,” King Mattel mumbles back, eyelids fluttering closed.Regina smiles. Her mate looks so innocent like this, overgrown hair fanning over his delicate eyelids, mouth stretched into that perpetual pout that drives Regina perpetually crazy.For now, the dominance brought out by his rut has been fucked out, but the omega knows it won’t be long until the alpha is overcome by the need to impregnate her again.King Mattel’s first knot did not keep them locked for long - which is fortunate, because the kitchen really isn
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 32: waited for more than a decade .“Mmmh - omega, Regina, can’t keep it in anymore…”The omega looks down and sure enough, the seed that Mattel is trying so hard not to waste is trickling out against his already-drenched clitoris in tiny spurts.Regina. “Oh? Is my alpha going to knot outside like a silly little pup?”Adding insult to injury seems to be what springs the king into action: the alpha growls menacingly, hands grabbing Regina’s waist and flipping them over urgently.Regina yelps - her inner omega squealing in delight at the show of strength - and yips when her lover immediately takes advantage of their new positions to spear her open on his leaking cock.Mattel lets out a long exhale, sounding immensely relieved by the knowledge that his orgasm isn’t going to waste.He doesn’t even thrust, choosing instead to pull Regina further and further onto his sizable erection, until there is barely an inch remaining outside of the omega’s bo
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 33: lovers .It takes longer and longer between rounds for Mattel to get hard, Regina more or less asleep or unconscious or something in between, too tired and spent to keep up with him. He’s buried inside of her again, Regina’s legs swung over his shoulders as he fucks into her slowly, exhaustion coursing through him and yet still no match for his hunger.Somewhere in between he’d fed Regina again, his own desire for food completely gone. There was only room in his head for his mate, a burning need to consume her, take her, have her every and any way he can.The edge hasn’t worn off, just turned down to a simmer and Mattel thinks he’ll scorch through it, kisses along the inside of Regina’s knee, up her thigh. She’s unmoving, fucked out completely beyond belief and Mattel’s previous ruts had never been this long, this drawn out.Still, he thrusts into Regina, the sight of his mate before him like a cool wave of relief.She is his, bears Mattel
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 34: the truth is bitter.A girl stood by the door of the king’s personal room trying to listen in on what was going on but she couldn’t hear a thing.She stepped back and frowned frustrated at the door wondering why it had to be a large wooden door so tight air locked.“Annalise?.”Her eyes widened as she turned around and saw Maria, the head maid with the king’s personal bodyguard, Lionel. They were both staring at her with confused expressions on their faces.That snooping old woman.Annalise tried to fake a smile as she moved away from the king’s personal room entrance curtsying a little to the older woman.Lionel tilted his head before looking around. “There’s always an assigned guard to the king’s personal room, why isn’t he here?.”Because I had managed to bribe him to leave thinking that I would get to spend an alone time with the king. Annalise thought.“There wasn’t any here.” Annalise replied instead putting up a fake smile.Lionel w
The Alpha’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 35: an almost predatory aura .Regina wakes first.This time, she awakens with the immediate and keen awareness of precisely where she is - that is to say, not her own bed, but the one she’d just shared with King Mattel.King Mattel, who, when Regina looks to her right, is evidently still asleep.Regina can’t help but to stare.In sleep, the king’s features seem impossibly young - with none of the heavy presence that bears on him like an ever-present weight when the king is awake. It’s something about his eyes, Regina thinks; those dark, fathomless depths that speak of years much, much beyond the King’s age of twenty nine.(And there’s a fascination here, too, of being permitted to observe such a feared man from up close - not unlike being permitted into a tiger’s den, when the ferocious tiger is declawed in its slumber.)“If you leaned in any closer, one would think it is my person people should worry about, rather than yours,” the low, gravelly ti
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 36: tired of being set aside.“What is happening?” Regina asks, hushed and anxious, as soon as they come to a stop in the grand foyer.Regina hates, in this moment, the sudden realization that she had not grown nearly as skilled as she’d believed in deciphering the lord’s expressions.Whatever hints of emotion she’d been able to discern from his features must simply have been the ones that King Mattel had permitted her to see, for now - when Regina wants desperately to glean something, anything, from his expression - King Mattel’s face is a perfectly blank veneer.It makes something cold curl in her stomach, like a sudden chill.“Nothing for you to worry about,” is the quiet reply.*flashback*“Mother- mother, where are you and brother headed?”“Mother, why can’t I be allowed outside like brother, too?”“Mother, when-”“It is nothing for you to concern yourself over, Regina. It’s not of importance to you.”She stumbles a quick step backwards, f
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 37: reflection of an open heart.Somewhere, in between King Mattel looking at her with a gravity underpinning his gaze as though Regina were something particularly remarkable; and Mattel, allowing Regina to cling to him; Regina had forgotten what it felt like.“Why am I not permitted to know?” It sounds childish and sullen, even to Regina’s own ears, but she feels so- choked up. The words come tumbling out, without her control. “Would it really be so burdensome, if I were allowed to-”Mattel’s brow furrows harshly. “Because you do not need to know.”Regina physically jerks back, as though stung. The perplexion in Mattel’s gaze grows more pronounced, as though he cannot fathom why it is that Regina’s features are twisted in such hurt. “I’ve already said,” Mattel says slowly. “That I will handle your safety.”“I’ll always be here to defend you.”But this time, it carries none of the warmth that the words had evoked the first time. Instead, Regi