The Alpha King’s Possession

76. Heaven & Hell
KIAN
The following morning, I left Morgana with my journals. Not something I wanted to do, but... she’s mine and if she wants to know
my past, she has the fucking right to. I just didn’t want to be around before she discovered all my fucking secrets, especially my
doubts and my doodles.
I was trying to remember everything I’d written, when I froze. Wait... I’m sure there were some passages about Sage. Fuck!
Before I could even get up from my office chair, there was a knock on the door and Kai stepped inside.
“You called for me, Kian?” He asked.
I ran my hand down my face, massaging my jaw. The chances she’d read those chapters were minimal... right? There were
several journals, I better make this fucking quick.
“I did, take a seat.” I said, motioning with a jerk of my head towards the seats opposite. “I know things have changed between us
with time... Our priorities and decisions shaped our future and it, in turn, made us take different paths... but you are a good
person Kai. Let’s work on our bonds before it’s too late.”
Kai nodded.
“Thank you, Kian... I’m just grateful to get to be around. What you did for Cain’s family speaks highly of the king you are, one
that our parents would have been so proud of.” He said with a smile.
“Tell me, Kai, what should a good king be? Feared, loved, just or respected?”
He seemed uncertain about my question before he became thoughtful.
“A good king is loved and respected, a fair king is just and feared, but the best of kings is the one who puts his people before
everything, the one willing to let go of everything as long as it means their safety. You should go to the capital city, Kian. People
are singing praises of yours and Lady Morgana’s deeds, your venture to Elandorr and The Sanguine Empire. You are not a good
king, neither are you a fair king, but you are the greatest king we‘ve ever had, and I’m proud of you.” He said, a smile on his face.
Too innocent for this life, but his words still moved something inside.
“Have you heard of that saying, behind every successful man is a great woman?”

“Yeah, like you and your Luna.” Kai said.
I shook my head, thinking of my little she-devil’s smile.
‘She’s fucking gorgeous.’ Thanatos added.
I agree.
“No, not like Morgana and I, because she isn’t behind me. She is always right beside me, we are one and fucking equal.” I said
with pride.
Kai grinned,
“Damn, the sexist, arrogant Kian treating a woman as an equal, I’m surprised but proud.” He said before realising what he had
just said, “Sorry, that was uncalled for-”
“It’s fine. In fact, you’re not wrong. She changed me. We were like heaven and hell, clashing over everything. I hated her for who
she was, not knowing it was what she was that I needed.” I said quietly, “Anyway, enough about me. The reason I called you
here is because I’ve decided to make you my Beta.”
His eyes flew open, and he looked at me in complete shock.
“Me as Beta? But...”
“I trust you Kai, I believe you can be the Beta my pack needs, this kingdom needs. Let’s forget the past and start afresh.” I said
quietly.
He looked at me, hesitating for a moment before determination settled into his eyes and he nodded.
“I won’t let you down.”
“You won’t, or I’ll fucking have your head.” I said smirking, as I stood up.
He grinned. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“We’ll have a small initiation soon.” I said, “Now I need to go do something.”
He nodded and I left my office, wondering how much Morgana had read...

‘Serves you fucking right if she gets angry at you, I just hope she doesn’t get angry at me too for your deed! Thanatos growled.
‘But I can take over if she’s angry and you can be on time out. Mate would like that.’
‘You can carry on fucking wishing for that.’.
MORGANA
I had spent the morning reading Kian’s journals, it felt like an entirely new world. He painted! He painted and I didn’t even know
how good he was until now. He had small pages slid in between his journal of things he had made. God he was so talented, I
couldn’t deny he was good with those hands, whatever he did with them.
The recent one talked a lot about the worries he had for the kingdom, and there were several entries about me; the night he first
saw me... It made me blush because, despite him not being much of a talker, he sure knew how to pen down a beautiful
paragraph...
... wanting to bend before her and treat her like the goddess she is. Her creamy, flawless skin was almost begging for me to
leave my mark on every inch of her...’
The last entry was him fearing his falling for me and how no other woman appealed to him any longer, that he needed and
wanted me, and me alone. I loved that, I could really see his emotions i
n his words.
I opened an older diary, beginning to skim through it. Ten minutes later, I was annoyed. Some parts really pissed me off.
‘Another great night with Sage, I think she’d make a fine Luna. She keeps me satisfied and she isn’t up in my face unless I want
her to be. She’s the type of woman I can picture as my queen.’
And then this.
‘That Omega was fucking fine, those breasts were fucking perfect, I think I’ll add her to my favourites
My eyes blazed with irritation just as the door opened and Kian stood there.
“I hate you!” I said, throwing the journal at him. He ducked and it narrowly missed him.
“Yeah, worst fucking mistake to give those to you.” He said as I jumped off the bed and glared at him.

“Oh yeah? That’s your worst mistake? Not everything written in that?! Well, you should go find your Omega with those perfect
breasts, I don’t want to see you.” I frowned,
He raised an eyebrow, picking up the journal.
“This is a few years old... and I’m sure we’ve made it clear that no one is on par with you.” He said.
“Yeah, but reading that really pissed me off!” I snapped, jealousy flaring inside of me. “You talking about having the perfect night
with your ex isn’t pleasant to read!”
“I wasn’t talking about it... it was written, remember?”
He yanked me into his arms and I hit his chest, struggling to free myself, but he refused to let go, the sparks at his touch
coursing through me.
“Let go of me, Kian!”
“Not until you calm the fuck down. It’s my past, I’ll get rid of that shit. You’re the one who wanted t o read them.” He said, looking
around for something.
I glared at him,
“Still irritating to read.” I said, “I want to burn it all.”
“Then go the fuck ahead. You are all I fucking want.” He growled, his eyes flashing as he tilted my head up, crashing his lips
against mine.
I gasped the moment his tongue assaulted my mouth, as his rough lips dominated the kiss. I pulled away, despite the pleasure
that consumed me. He walked over to the shelf, taking something off of it.
“What is that?” I asked as he held something out to me.
Matches.
“What does it look like. Burn it, it’ll probably calm you the fuck down.”
I glared at him.

“I assure you I will burn it.” I said, feeling extremely possessive of him.
He was mine and if there was one person who he should call perfect, it was me, even if I wasn’t perfect!
“Go ahead.” He said.
I frowned as he kicked away the rug on the floor, leaving a large section free with only the journal that had pissed me off in the
middle.
I pouted. Why did I feel like this was a trick.
“I’ll do it.” I threatened.
He smirked.
“Do it then, I’m getting bored of this hesitation sunshine. If you want to destroy it, get a fucking move on.” His arrogant voice
came.
Frowning I bent down, lifting the diary from the corner. I lit a match, lighting the corner of the book, watching the flames eat the
paper with speed. My eyes watching Kian challengingly as he stood there, arms crossed. Unbothered. I dropped it to the ground
staring at him. He smirked as I raised the match to my lips, I stuck my tongue out and licked the flaming match, putting it out with
a fizzle.
“Done.” I said seductively, despite the challenge in my voice, tossing the match to the floor where the fire was burning bright.
Kian’s eyes were blazing gold as he closed the gap between us, pulling me close and slamming me up against the wall, his lips
crashing against mine. Pure carnal hunger was raging through him and I could feel it through the bond, mixing with my own
desire to unleash my anger and lust in the way we both knew best.
“You’re fucking lethal, my beautiful little she-devil.” He rasped, his voice mixed with Thanatos’ as his lips pressed against mine
roughly once more.
I moaned, loving the way he dominated me completely, his hands pinning my wrists against the wall, his hard-on pressing
against my stomach. He broke away from my lips, assaulting my neck with bruising, delicious kisses. His hands let go of my
wrist, ripping my clothes off, not caring for the burning pile on the floor or the ash that floated in the air.

I knew even if we burned the entire room down, we wouldn’t care. His hands squeezed my breasts, twisting and pinching the
nipples.
“Kian...” I gasped, the moment his fingers slammed into my pussy.
“I owe you a punishment.” He growled as I ripped his shirt off, scraping my nails down his chest.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned, feeling pleasure rock my body as he curled his fingers inside of me.
“Like that baby?” He asked huskily, his thumb rubbing my clit.
“Fuck yes! Kian, that’s it...” I whimpered, my mind consumed by how good this felt. I twisted my fingers into his tight curls,
knowing it would hurt a little. But what’s love and sex without a little pain?
“Fuck.” He growled, delivering a sharp tap to my pussy. “Look at that pussy, all wet for me...”
I ripped his pants off him completely licking my lips at the sight of his cock that was standing to attention.
Oh fuck... I loved everything about him.
I bit my lip.
“Punish me then.” I whispered, parting my legs, cupping my naked breasts and sticking my tongue out before I licked my upper
lip seductively.
His eyes blazed, his free hand wrapping around my neck, his lips crashing against mine in a mind blowing kiss. I could feel my
orgasm building, that knot inside me growing as the pleasure built.
“Fuck Kian... Oh, baby, that’s it!” I whimpered loudly.
He sped up and I gasped. His fingers were fucking me hard and fast, I screamed out, feeling intense pleasure grow inside of me
as my juice squirted everywhere, making him growl in approval as I drenched his hand.
“That’s my girl, fuck!”
I let out a loud moan as my orgasm ripped through me and my entire body sizzled with euphoric pleasure, my body trembling
from the jarring release. He didn’t give me time to recover. His lips were on my breathless ones for a moment before he pulled

me towards the bed, one hand still massaging my pussy. He pushed me down onto the bed, his eyes on my breasts as they
bounced. H e pushed my legs apart and went down on me.
“Kian, I...” I moaned when his tongue began licking up my juices, I felt extra sensitive, but it was perfect... Fuck...
I throbbed, feeling my orgasm building once again, but this time, he pulled away from my clit, sucking on the corners of my inner
thighs and making me gasp at the sting of pain and pleasure, knowing he had left a few hickeys.
“Now... time for that punishment.” He murmured.
For a moment, I didn’t realise what he meant until he walked off to his drawer, taking out a sealed tube of lube.
“Ready for me to fuck that ass of yours, love?”
My eyes widened in shock as I looked at that dangerously sexy smirk on his face. My eyes dipped t o his massive cock.
Well, what’s a punishment without fear? As much as I knew this would hurt, even if he used an entire bottle of lube, I also wanted
it, the anticipation within me growing.
“Ready as can be.” I murmured, rolling onto my stomach and wiggling my hips before squeezing m y ass. “Fuck me hard, Alpha.”
A growl ripped from his throat, and I heard him flip the lid, squeezing some of the gel onto his hands.
“On your knees.”
I obliged and I felt his finger rub between my ass cheeks, one hand parting my ass cheeks as his finger slowly penetrated me.
I bit my lip, feeling the sharp pain. It wasn’t the first time he had used his fingers, he was definitely stretching me out and getting
me ready for him.
“That’s it, relax.” He murmured, despite how much I knew he wanted me, he was still taking it steady.
Squeezing another doze of lube onto his fingers, he squeezed another finger into me, making me whimper.
“Fuck, that’s it.” I whispered, pleasure coursing through me. His fingers moved inside of me, relaxing me, it felt so good... I
moaned, as he worked on readying me for him.

Two fingers and his cock were two different things, and when he put some more lube onto his dick, I bit my lip, relaxing my body
for him.
“If you need me to stop, let me know.” He growled, but I think we both knew I wasn’t going to.
I could take it, he was made for me, in every way. The moment his mushroom tip pressed against m y entrance, I bit my lip,
feeling the intense pleasure as he slowly rubbed against my back entrance, bit by bit pressing himself into me.
“That’s it, fuck Kian...” I breathed, gripping the sheets tightly. It was intense. He was stretching me out and I had to remember to
breathe as he squeezed in.
“That’s it. Look at this ass taking me so fucking good.”
“Fuck baby.” I whimpered, as he slowly began to move inside of me.
Breathe... His hands massaged my ass as he slowly began to fuck me, each thrust pushing into me a little bit more.
“Fuck Kian! Oh, that’s it.” I whimpered, gasping as he sped up. “A little faster.”
He listened and I was soon moaning in pure pleasure mixed with the pain. The intensity of having him in my ass was so fucking
strong and, although I knew this was going to hurt afterwards, I didn’t care. I began to meet his thrusts with my own, making him
growl in approval.
He spanked my ass, making me throb harder. His groans of pleasure mixed with my own moans were so perfect. The smell of
fire, ash and sex in the air was all mingled. His hold on my hips was bruising as he fought to keep from ramming into me
completely, despite me taking a good amount of him.
“Oh fuck, I’m coming!” I gasped, my eyes stinging with tears of pure ecstatic pleasure as my orgasm ripped through my body,
making me scream out, dots appearing in my vision as my entire body trembled. Kian let out an animalistic growl as he shot his
load into me, making me moan as I collapsed onto the bed on my stomach. His body came down on top of me, as I felt his dick
slowly slide out of me and he rolled onto the bed next to me.
“You’re bleeding.” He murmured, massaging my ass slowly.
“I’ll heal” I said, turning over as I pulled him against me and claimed his lips in a deep kiss. “I love
you.”

“I love you more, Morgana.” He said quietly, my name rolling off his tongue so perfectly as if it were made for him.
Actually, it was, because I was made for him.