One hundred and seventeenth

Alpha Malik's hands moved from Aurora's jaw downward and she breathed out before sucking in her breath and stiffening against his touch, with her eyes gently closing. She had wanted it for a very long time therefore it was hard to resist her handsome king.

She wanted him so much, as an ant would want honey. She craved for him, craved his touch. Again, she sucked in her breath when he pressed his hand on both sides of her waist.

Malik moved one hand back to her jaw and moved her face to look up at him as he tilted his head lower to meet her face. Her eyes, her breath, her reaction; everything was driving him crazy slowly that he wanted to rip her underwear off her.

He wanted her, she might not know that but he wanted her badly as much as she wanted him. Then, he gently used his thumb to brush her cheeks, delaying because he was scared that if he touched her now, he wouldn't be able to stop.

He found himself curious about what made Aurora's lips so enchanting. King Malik had never b