The Alpha's Curse The Enemy Within

Sheila's point of view

In a quick motion, I was on the bed and Killian was on top of me, kissing me. His kisses started as slow, and passionate. I could feel every emotion in them. It was like he was communicating some kind of message to me. It was so deep and made me feel things. It was always like this. Whenever Killian and I did these things it always felt like it was our first.

There were sparks and goosebumps all over my skin, not because of the cold air around the chamber, but because Killian stopped kissing my lips and began kissing my neck and my shoulder blade. It made my body weak.

He positioned himself firmly on top of me as he continued assaulting my neck, I felt him graze the crook of my neck, at my marking spot. He took his sweet time before returning his lips to mine.

I shut my eyes, grabbing hold of Killian's jacket. I was literally dying of so much pleasure and what's worse, he was barely doing anything to me.

Killian pulled me up in his arms, and his fingers moved to the front of my dress, untying the rope holding my dress together. And effortlessly, it fell. Killian continued to undress me gently, slowly, and carefully, until I was completely naked on the soft velvet sheets of the bed.

He took off his clothes and climbed on top of me. His eyes were so dark with admiration and love.

He was taking it very slowly with me. I didn't know if I liked it or not. But I loved his gentle touches and it also made my heart flutter, knowing Killian and I would finally be one. I would bear his mark and he would bear mine. We would be united both in our hearts and in the eyes of the moon goddess.

His fingers ran over my body, caressing every part of me and all I could do was moan at his touches. He leaned on me, pushing back the locks of hair that covered my ears. "You are so beautiful, mate."

I blushed at his words as my body arched against Killian's. His mouth devoured my breast, sucking on them one after the other. He kissed the valley of my chest, moving down.

I couldn't take the torture anymore. I just wanted him inside of me and he read my thoughts and his lips returned to mine.

Even though he was trying his best to hide the pain of the moon's effect on him, I could still feel it. I felt everything he was feeling and I wanted to share everything with him. His love, his happiness, and his pain.

His large hands held my waist, before sliding his hardened length inside of me. I moaned, finding my hands rubbing down Killian's back. He began thrusting inside me, each heavenly thrust of his making me moan out his name. I gripped him tightly, as he pumped harder and faster, bouncing hard on the wooden bed.

I felt electrifying tingles in my body. It was like my whole body lit up in flames as u felt my release. The passion that intoxicated both of us was overwhelming. Killian growled as he reached his climax and he pulled out of me, falling beside me on the bed.

He scooped me into his arms, and our eyes connected. He bored at me like he was seeing right through my soul. "Are you ready?" He asked, flipping my head to my other side, exposing my marking spot where his mark should be.

My hand cupped his cheek and I nodded. I couldn't trust myself to speak, because I could already feel the stinging from my eyes. Frankly, I never expected this day would come for Killian and me, where I would be the only one to bear his mark. To be rightfully his and he would be all mine. The feeling was surreal.

I wrapped my hands around his neck as he came on me again. He kissed me gently before pulling his lips to my neck where he began kissing it so softly.

"It will hurt only for a second," he whispers in my ears. And I held on to him tighter, burying my head in his chest.

Soon, I felt Killian's sharp canines graze my neck and in the next quarter second, I felt its sharpness dive right into my neck.

I gritted my teeth to stop myself from screaming, my hands around Killian's neck and pressed down the skin of my back until I felt my nails wet and warm with his blood.

Killian's canines sank deeper, tasting my blood. The pain slowly wandered away and what I began feeling was a new sensation, something I had never felt. It was so alien, causing so much pleasure to me, that I kept moaning, feeling myself so turned on.

Killian slowly pulled his fangs out, and his tongue licked the wound close. I trailed my finger on the spot he had just bitten me and I felt something on my neck. It was still fresh but it barely pained me. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Killian was smiling at me. "How do you feel?"

"Super great," I said against his lips.

His brows were crinkled. "What? Not the word I was hoping to hear."

"It'll come, but after my turn," I gripped his neck and flipped us over on the bed and I was on top of his godlike body, straddling my mate. I felt powerful. I didn't know if it was just me, or Killian's new strength I had begun to share.

I leaned on him, pressing my hardened nipples against his toned chest, and my hips pressed against him so that I could feel his bones. I heard a naughty smile at the back of my head. Adie. I could feel her. She was back. It made me smile. This was no fun without her naughty remarks.

Killian groaned, running his hands on my body, while I feasted on the crook of his neck, and without hesitating, I pierced his neck with my pointed canines. Killian's sweet blood rushed into my mouth, and I moaned, mixing my wolf's essence with his blood.

After I was done, I retracted my canines and licked his wound close, collapsing on his large body.

"How do you feel?" I asked, looking into his eyes.

"Complete," he leaned closer, kissing me.

"Me too—" I paused, realizing Killian's voice had just echoed in my head. He didn't even move his lips. He could mind-link me now. "Killian?" I tested it, mind-linking him and it worked. "I love you."

"I love you more," he said, kissing me as we lay in silence for a few minutes.

"What comes now?" I asked, "Is the curse broken now that we've officially mated and have marked each other?"

"I guess we will know when the night is over," Killian said. "For now, we need to get dressed."

"Yeah and figure out a way to get out of here, Lucius is fucking crazy," I said, as Killian helped me get dressed.

Killian got dressed, while I leaned back on the bed and watched him until he was done.

"I have to go," Killian kissed my forehead. "Please stay in here and lock the doors."

I crippled my brows. "Why?" I was up on my boots.

"I have to go find that fucking bastard, Lucius," Killian spat his name distastefully. "He needs to pay for what he did to you."

"Killian," I grabbed him. "No. We need to find a way to leave here without starting a war, please," I moved to him. We didn't know if the curse was broken and the last thing I wanted was for Killian to get hurt.

His warm hand found my cheek, while the other snaked around my waist as he tugged me closer to him. "It's nice to feel you worry about me," He kissed me.

"Now let's just leave without creating a ruckus," I said, pulling him but he remained unmoving.

"I am afraid, love, it's too late for that. As we speak we are at war," Killian voiced, looking towards the window.

"What?" I rushed towards the window, pulling it open. There was a fight going on, but I couldn't hear a thing.

"The witches had ensured no sounds disturbed us," Killian said behind me.

I turned to him. "Are you saying we mated and took our sweet time marking each other in the middle of a bloody war?"

Killian smirked. "It would indubitably go down in history."

"This isn't funny, Killian," I hushed him. "Lucius is crazy and he has witches by his side. They did something to me and now I can't seem to use my magic—" I froze the instant the last word carelessly flew from my lips. It was too late to take it back.

My heart started to race, as Killian's eyes just held mine, without muttering a word. It scared me. And my fear rose more, realizing he could now feel my emotions and I couldn't control them. This was the worst time to tell Killian the truth.

"I…Uhm… we should go," I said, sidestepping him, avoiding his piercing gaze that felt like he was seeking out the truth from my eyes. Before I could walk away, Killian grabbed me.

"You had something to tell me tonight," he said, almost in a whisper, making me remember our conversation last night. I promised to tell him the truth but I can't. Not now. "Tell me, I am ready to hear

it."

"Killian we need to—" I began, but Killian's fingers stopped me from speaking.

"No, Sheila. Tell me now. I just want to hear it from your lips. Please just tell me," he said to me. His eyes were pleading, demanding me to trust him.

But I couldn't. Suddenly, the fear of Killian's reaction when he learns the truth invaded me. I'm sorry Killian, I can't.

"Tell him," Adie voiced her thoughts.

But I shook my head mentally, I was not going to tell him.

"Tell him," she sounded again.

"No," I yelled back at her. My decision was made up.

My eyes met Killian's amber crystals. I sighed. "I am sorry Killian, but—" abruptly, I stopped speaking, and I felt my consciousness tossed back while Adie took over my body. "My real name is Sheila Black. Yes, sister to those assholes you keep insulting."

I heard her echo those words, before returning to the back of my mind and I was back on the surface.

"There, I said it," she muttered, before completely locking herself out of my mind, leaving me to deal with her fucking mess, all alone.

Fuck.