Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 151 You’re mine and I’m yours

“What were you doing there alone with him?” William snarled the moment the door closed behind them.

Doris crossed the room just to put a bit of space between them. “I couldn’t sleep, so I went to the library.”

Doris said calmly. He looked as if every vein in his body was about to burst open from his rage. “I didn’t

know he was going to be there, I would have left if I noticed him. I wanted to be alone.” 1 William’s rage

deflated a little, as if steam had been let out of him. His hair was a wild mess from sleep, her fingers

itched to run through the mess just to sort it all out and feel the soft waves against her skin. “I knew he

always went to the library to get you alone. He went there more than he ever had before he noticed you.

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” William grumbled. Doris sat on the edge the bed and felt her eyelids grow heavy. “I would have never

guessed he harbored those sort of feelings… he’s married!” Doris placed her hand on her chest to feel

the steady beat of her heart. Of all the wild things she would have guessed, this was not one of them.

William crossed the room in three long strides and lifted her chin up to look him in the eye. His

goosebumps down her skin. “Did you really try to kill him over Grace?” Doris whispered. William’s silence

almost made her push away from him, but he spoke before she could. “Yes. She was my lady when Luna

Queen planned for her to marry Martin. No one had bothered to tell me and I caught them in her

chambers one night. I almost tore him in half for touching her that way. He still has the scars.” “He’s your

brother.” Doris said quietly. “He’s never acted like my brother. Not since he was old enough to know

better.” William said. He knelt down in front of her so they could be eye level. “And I meant what I said to

him. If he touched you-I would finish what I started.” Doris felt breathless. Never had she imagined a man

would say something like that to her. She never thought anyone would care enough for her that they

would be willing to end someone of their own blood for her. His large hands moved up her thighs slowly

as his eyes stayed on hers. (This will be daily updtaed at www.jar.com) There was a hidden

message in his gaze that heated her blood before he could even say anything. “You’re mine. You know

that, don’t you?” He whispered. Candles flickered out around them and suddenly she was left in the dark

with a beast that owned her body and soul. “Say it.” He demanded. His hands slowly moved her thighs

apart as they traveled beneath her nightgown. “Say it.” He said a little more roughly. When his fingers

brushed her panties, she gasped. “I’m yours.” She could barely see the outline of him in the darkness,

but even so she knew a smirk lit up his face enough to send chills down her body.

“That’s what I thought.” William crawled up her body and pushed her down against his soft sheets. In a

blur of his touches, he moved her up to the center of the bed and far from the edges as if he didn’t want

her to slip away from him. His warm hands pushed her nightgown up above her hips. The cold night air

caressed her bare skin and made her grateful that each of his touches filled her with a warmth that no

fire ever could. He spread her legs and slowly pulled off her undergarments as if he had all the time in

the world to tease her. The seconds ticked into minutes and the darkness blocked out all of the worries

that tried to drown them. His breath caressed her most sensitive area on her body and made her squirm

beneath him. When he chuckled, she felt it vibrate the entire bed as if she was on a cloud of him. “I

haven’t even touched you yet.” He whispered. Doris clamped her lips shut. It was better than screaming

like she wanted to. His hands held a power that she wanted to curse and bless at the same time.

The tips of his fingers brushed against her core almost lazily. Doris sucked in a breath and tried her best

not to come undone so quickly. She watched as his form dipped between her legs and when she felt his

tongue drag along her wetness, she had to bite her lip just to muffle her scream. His large hands gripped

her thighs so tightly, she knew by morning there would be evidence of these forbidden acts. Her mind

tried not to wander to an unwelcome place-how many women had he done the same to in this bed? It

was rare for him to bring a woman back to his private chambers, but now she couldn’t help but wonder

how many had been here before her. His tongue pressed against her entrance and it was like all of her

thoughts had evaporated. Her hand shot out and gripped his hair as if it knew no other place to be. He

pushed two of his fingers inside her without a warning and she didn’t have time to muffle the sounds of

her screams when he did. “Do you always get this wet from my light touches?” He growled against her

skin. His tongue dragged slowly along her entrance as his fingers started to pump in and out of her. She

couldn’t control her hips as they moved with him almost eagerly. William gripped her hip and forced it

down against the bed. Suddenly, he pulled away from her as if he was never there. (This will be

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A cold drenched her flame and left her freezing and desperate for his warmth. “William?” Doris

whimpered. A hand clamped around her throat, his weight pressed her into the bed as he spoke against

her ear. “I want you to beg for me.” He growled. Doris could feel his length pressed against her thigh with

nothing to separate their skin. “William-“ “I said to beg.” He demanded.. “Please….” She groaned and

thrusted her hips up against his. “William! I need you,“ William bit her neck as hard as he could and

made her scream. A warm rush of blood poured from the wound, butter deranged mind wanted more.

Without any hesitation, William pushed his length inside her as hard as he could. Doris screamed from

the impact, from all of the pain and pleasure pushing down on her at once. “Fuck!” William groaned. He

licked her wound and the trail of blood that traveled down her neck as if it was his only source of food.

His hips buckled forward and slammed back inside her until it hit a spot that made her tremble beneath

him. “I’m, I’m yours…” Doris whimpered. William’s moves picked up instantly at her words. He moved in

and out of her at a pace that left her dizzy and made her think that he was trying to prove a point to her.

Doris gripped onto his back and carved her nails into his skin. He tilted his head back and groaned her

name to the ceiling. She wanted to tattoo her name on his back in a place where only she could see.

Doris gripped his face and brought it back down to her. When she kissed him, she tried her best to

remain in control but it was an impossible game when it was against William. He bit her lip and tied his

tongue around her own aggressively. His roughness made the bed creak beneath them with each thrust

he pushed in her. “Tell me you’re mine.” Doris gasped against his ear. His hands tightened on her body

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Doris wrapped her legs around his waist to trap him against her. “I think you know the answer to that.”

William groaned as he pushed deeper inside her. “Say it.” Doris hissed. She wanted to pull his hair and

scream at him for stalling. His moans and groans were enough to send her over the edge, everything

else just drove her crazy. “Fine.” He grumbled as his his rocked forward and pushed her deeper into the

bed. “I’m yours and you’re mine.” 2 The moment the words left his lips, she felt her release break

through. It vibrated through her body and made her shake from head to toe. Even though she couldn’t

see him, she could feel his eyes on her and only a minute passed before his own release filled her up

and left her gasping for air.