Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 135 The pleasure of heat

William picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. She had to bite her lip to keep from

making any sort of noises that would alert other people in the house, she didn’t know who else occupied

the other rooms. Something inside her told her it would be almost impossible to keep quiet around

William when he looked at her with heat in his eyes.

Instead of taking her upstairs, he took her to the back part of the cabin where a sunroom was built. He

closed and locked the door behind them before he set her down on the couch.

“All the curtains are open.” Doris said self consciously. William went around to each one and made sure

they were closed. Suddenly, they were submerged in a dim darkness that outlined

his body.

William pulled his shirt off over his head and slowly made his way over to her. She could see the shape

of him as he moved, a wave of goosebumps ran across her skin when their eyes locked. How was a man

this handsome interested in her?

He braced his hands against the couch on each side of her and leaned close. “Do you think you can be

quiet for me?” He whispered.

“I can try…” She said breathlessly. Her eyes refused to leave his mouth.

“Take your clothes off. Now.” He demanded. It shouldn’t have turned her on as much as it did, but she

wanted him to always tell her what to do if he said it like that.

Doris pulled her shirt off over her head before she shimmed off her pants that were a little wet from the

snow. Immediately, she felt the ice cold weather hit her skin but something inside her was starting to heat

up.

He unzipped his pants and in a breath they were off him. Her fingers curled at her sides when she saw

the indent of his length through his underwear. The smirk on his lips was much more teasing than she

could handle.

Doris slowly took off the remainder of her undergarments and held his lustful gaze the entire time. His

eyes could have burned down buildings and she would have only felt a thrill in her bones.

A growl sounded from his throat, she clenched her thighs together and tried to control her own urges. He

pushed off his underwear and seconds later he had her in his grasp. Doris quietly groaned as he brought

them down to the plush couch. It was warm on her back and barely had enough room to hold them.

His length grazed her thighs just as his mouth found her own in a heated kiss meant only for her

destruction. She melted into him and all of her worries erased from her mind as if they were never there.

Did he realize how much power he had over her? Did he know how unfair it was to be able to break her

with a single sentence and be the holder to all things good?

His large hand parted her legs and brushed against her wet folds, the simple touch made her tremble.

“Remember.” He said against her lips. “Be quiet…”

Teeth bit down on her lower lip, she arched her body up against his own and he seemed to go a little

feral when their skin collided. His mouth left her own and traveled down her skin. Kissing over her mate

mark, biting clean skin and kissing the parts where she had scars. She wanted his mouth over every inch

of her, she wanted to drown in the feeling of his tongue across her most sensitive areas.

When he reached her breasts, her breath became harder to control. It was as if her heart rate thought

she was running and she couldn’t help but start to pant when his tongue glided across her hard nipples.

He took her breasts in his grip and squeezed harder than she expected, she let out a small yelp that he

came back up to silence with his mouth.

*This house has paper for walls.” He teased with a smirk. It almost felt as if he wanted her to break his

own rule, but she would never be able to look at Enzo again if he heard her moans.

Doris brought his mouth down to hers and kissed him as roughly as she could manage. Her hands left

his strong shoulders and slowly traveled down his bare back to feel a bit of his own scars that he had

gained on this trip and from time that had long passed.

She stopped on his ass and couldn’t help herself as she squeezed him. A growl rumbled from his throat

and into her own when they kissed. His tongue took control of her instantly and she was mush in his

grasp. It was useless to fight him, he always won.

He gripped her arms and forced them above her head so she couldn’t touch him anymore. She wiggled

against his hold, but he held firm.

Doris pulled back and frowned at him despite the arousal between her legs. “No fair.”

William only smirked and moved his hips against her. Her lips parted when she felt him enter her and she

had to clamp them shut to prevent a loud moan from escaping. Her nails cut against the skin on his hand

as he held her tight. He moved out of her before he slammed back inside and rocked the couch back

against the wall aggressively.

If they had been in their room, Enzo would have definitely woken from any fever dream if he heard the

bed slamming against the wall. She knew that would thrill William to let everyone know who he thought

he owned, but she would have never been able to show her face.

His length pulled out of her slowly. She was worried her lip would start to bleed with how hard she bit into

it just to prevent her moans. He watched her with a gaze that made her insides urn, it was as if he was

turned on just from the sight of her pleasure.

He rocked his hips back against her and she whimpered from the impact. He pushed so far in, she could

feel every inch of him inside her. Each time he pulled out and pushed back in, she had to swallow a row

of fresh moans that only wanted her to scream them out at the top of pleasure of heat – her lungs.

When Doris used to read romantic books, she never considered herself the type to be vocal during …

intimate scenes. But William made her want to scratch her voice and scream until she wasn’t able to say

anything for days. Was it supposed to feel this passionate every time they touched? Or was this because

of their mating bond?

He finally released her grip and she immediately clung to his shoulders. She brought his body closer to

hers and she bit down on his skin to muffle her screams against just as his hips rocked harder against

her.

The couch scraped against the floor and banged against the wall each time he moved in and out of her.

It creaked under their weight and everything about the moment made her feel dirty and alive. They were

in some strangers house having a secret moment while people slept right above them. At any moment

they could be interrupted-perhaps that’s what made it even more thrilling.

William groaned against her hair, he tried to swallow the sound but it vibrated through her and slammed

into her core. “Fuck.” He gasped.

Already he was tightening under her hold. She could feel his muscles tense and she was close to losing

it herself.

He gripped her hips and angled them up a little higher so he could slam into her with more force. She

held onto his arms and accidentally let a few whimpers escape from the pressure that built inside her.

“William-“ She gasped. He leaned down to silence her again but she only bit his lip. “Fuck-1…” He

groaned louder this time. “Doris”

His face twisted into pure bliss when he slammed into her. He leaned down to rub her sensitive area and

she moaned so loud, it finished her right there.

It took seconds before his own pleasure followed. She almost didn’t hear the creak of steps above them

because she was so entranced by the way he looked when he came. She didn’t think she could be any

more attracted to him than she already was.

William collapsed on top of her and let their release linger around them-but only for a moment. The steps

turned louder and were joined by another pair. William pulled out of her and took all of her warmth with

him as he quickly gathered their clothes. “I think we lost the game.” Doris whispered as she pulled on her

clothes. William had the nerve to turn and smirk at her.