Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 82 : Cursed Because of Me

*Jared*

Life aboard the trading vessel was… confined.

The ship was taking us up a river that went directly into the Light Realm. Eliza and I had been given a room that was

normally reserved for the crew. Since they were short-staffed, we'd managed to get passage on the trading ship as

crew members.

The manifest has us listed like that, so if anyone boarded or inspected the ship, we'd look like we were supposed to

be there.

I stood on the deck of the ship, looking out over the river as we slowly moved against the current.

“First time?" a gruff, masculine voice asked, coming up beside me.

I glanced over at the crew member. I'd seen him around, but he hadn't spoken to me before.

He was wearing a crew uniform, but he was practically bursting out of the sleeves with his thick arm muscles. His

hair was shaggy and he had a scruffy beard.

“Excuse me?" I arched an eyebrow.

“To the Light Realm," he clarified. He smirked, a twinkle in his eye. “I can always tell someone that is on their first

crossing."

“Well, yeah, it is. I'm sorry, it must be strange for you to have passengers aboard on a regular trade run."

“Ehh… not really. My name is Rex, by the way." He pulled an apple out of his pocket and bit into it. “You and that girl

of yours haven't made much of a fuss."

“We like our privacy."

Rex chuckled and nodded. “I'm sorry to intrude, then."

“Oh, no, that's not what I meant." I pressed my palm to my forehead. “I'm Jared. My girlfriend is Eliza."

“Hmm. I haven't seen much of her since the two of you boarded the ship," he said. He finished the apple and tossed

the core overboard.

It made a large plop in the still water and the ship slid on, forgetting all about it.

“Can you tell me more about the Realm of Light?" I asked.

Rex rubbed his beard and shrugged. “All realms have some similarities. Though, the Light Realm does seem to have

a certain beauty and elegance that other realms lack. Did you know it was created for one of the Moon Goddess's

twin children?"

I nodded. “I've heard that story before."

“Well, I can say that the White Queens are… truly magnificent, should you have the chance to see them with your

own eyes."

Rex smirked and clapped me on the shoulder.

He was strong and I stumbled to the side, not expecting the force of his gesture.

“Is there anything a newbie like me should expect or be prepared for entering another realm?"

Rex mimicked my position, putting his elbows on the rail of the ship like me.

I stared out at the water and the setting sun. It reflected perfectly off the glassy surface. The only imperfection was

small ripples from the ship as it sliced through the water.

“From the realm, nah. You'll be fine. There's nothing too surprising there. It has been a peaceful realm for a long

time. But that family, they've got some drama."

“Drama?" I arched an eyebrow. I knew Rex was talking about Eliza's family.

He seemed like a “no bullshit" kind of guy that would tell it to me straight. I was curious to know what someone who

didn't know who I was, or who Eliza was, would have to say about her family.

“Nothing major, it's just some rumors here and there like how when Queen Rosalie had Ethan and his brother Soren

trying to court her at the same time." He chuckled and shook his head. “As I said, rumors, but they make for good

stories."

I nodded and listened to what else he had to say.

I nodded and listened to what else he had to say.

It sounded like prestigious families had a lot of their own problems, though I prefered family drama to family curses

and blood debts.

I hadn't met Eliza's family yet. Knowing more about them and her extended family made me feel better. The truth

was, Eliza was going back to them newly cursed, and she'd been cursed because of me.

Would they hold it against me? Would they find a reason for us not to be together?

I'd have to explain to her family, and her people, why she was cursed and what my hand was in all that.

I knew Eliza could handle herself and she'd make her own decisions. I didn't have parents or a family that would

ever need to approve of Eliza as the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

But she did have a family.

When Rex finished his stories, he headed back to work. I returned to the cabin Eliza and I were sharing.

In the past few days, she'd only emerged for meals. There was one time she came to the deck to catch some

sunlight, but she'd been preoccupied.

I didn't blame her. Traveling back to the Light Realm was nothing new for her. This was my first time there, not hers.

As I suspected, Eliza was still in our cabin. She had all the texts and scrolls we'd been given by the elder of

Saboreef, and she had been combing through them since we arrived on board.

I leaned against the cabin door frame and smirked, watching as she sifted through the different scrolls.

She had her hair thrown up in a messy bun, several strands hanging down, brushing her neck. With only a tank top

and a pair of pajama shorts on, she sat on the bed with her legs crossed, one scroll in each hand.

She lifted one, then the other, squinting as she read the text.

I smirked at her, loving to see her work as she tried to make sense of all the information.

She must have sensed me looking at her because Eliza turned to the doorway. Smiling, she set the pages down.

“How long have you been there?" she asked.

“Not long. I was just admiring you at work," I teased, sticking my tongue out.

Eliza started gathering the pages and books together in a pile. She leaned over, putting them on the nightstand.

When she leaned to the side, the hem of her tank top lifted and I caught a glimpse of her stomach and her

bellybutton.

I licked my lips and stepped into the cabin, the door closing automatically behind me.

“There's so much to go through here. I feel like I could spend years just on these books and scrolls."

Sighing, she shrugged and pulled her ponytail out. She ran her fingers through her hair, ruffling it and shaking the

strands loose.

It framed her face beautifully, adding to the athletic, rugged, yet oh, so sexy vibe she had going on. For a minute, I

imagined running my tongue over every inch of her skin.

“Since you've been studying it all night, every night, I'm sure you'll get through it eventually."

Tossing her head back, she laughed. “Don't get me wrong. I love looking through these documents late into the

night. But you know what else…?" she patted the bed beside her.

Smirking, I crossed the room and sat on the bed behind Eliza. Putting my hands on her hips, I pulled her toward me

until her back pressed against my chest.

“You know, all you had to do was ask," I purred. I pressed my lips to her shoulder, leaving a warm, wet kiss there.

Eliza gasped and leaned into my kiss. She reached her arm back, putting her hand on the back of my head.

I kissed along her shoulder and slid my hands to her stomach. I moved my thumbs under her shirt, gently caressing

her stomach and navel with gentle, featherlight fingers.

Eliza melted in my grasp. Her fingers tightened in my hair and she leaned her head against my shoulder.

I grabbed her tank top strap with my teeth and slowly pulled it down her arm. Her skin heated under my touch as

my teeth grazed her skin.

“It is more fun to make you guess," she whispered, panting slightly.

I chuckled and hooked my thumb in her other tank top strap, pulling it down her other arm. I pushed her shirt down,

exposing her breasts and torso. From behind, I cupped her breasts and teased her n*****s.

Eliza trembled and rotated her hips, her butt pressing into my groin.

I gasped as my c**k stiffened and I pulled her closer to me. I kissed and sucked at her neck and shoulder, eliciting

soft moans and gasps from her lips. I trailed my lips up her neck and to her ear. Sucking her earlobe into my

mouth, I nibbled, teasing it with my teeth.

Eliza shivered.

I moved my hands down her stomach, brushing my thumb over her belly button. Lower, I slid my hands into her

shorts and teased her waistband. My fingers traced the V-line of her hips and I brushed her inner thighs with my

fingertips.

She moaned and leaned even further into me, her backside pressing against my hard, pulsing c**k. I could feel the

warmth of her p***y on my hands, sliding up her inner thighs. They were already slick with her arousal.

I nibbled on her ear. “I don't want to feel like I'm competing with some old, musty books."

Eliza giggled. “You don't have to compete...." Her words came in short, breathy bursts.

Smirking, I kissed her neck again. I moved my hands to her folds, running my fingers through her swollen, puffy lips,

sliding against her warm wetness. I pushed one finger into her tight, warm insides, moving my finger around inside

of her.

Eliza moaned, and the tight ring of muscles contracted around my finger.

Sucking on her neck, I moved my other hand higher, pressing my finger against her swollen clit.

She trembled in my grasp and moaned loudly, arching into my touch.

I moved one finger in and out, stroking her inner walls and circling the other around her pleasure bead. She

quivered and moaned, her legs clenching.

“Jared…!" she gasped, tensing and moaning as she reached her climax.

My name on her lips made my c**k jump, my pants tighter than before, almost painfully tight. Quickly, I stood up

and stripped out of my clothes.

Sighing, Eliza lay down on the bed, wiggling out of what scraps of clothing she had left.

I hovered over her, wrapping my arm around her back. Eliza bent her legs, cradling my hips. She clenched her

knees around me.

Growling, I leaned down, capturing her lips, kissing her urgently. I nipped at her lower lip.

Eliza moaned, grabbing the headboard and rolling her hips. I tightened my arm around her back and thrust into her.

Sighing, I buried my head in the crook of her neck, hugging her tightly as her warmth surrounded me and took me

over.