Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate-Chapter 55 Do Not Refuse Me To Do It Together For You

The King’s Palace

The palace physician was examining Emily’s wounds, which, fortunately, were now nearly healed thanks to the timely application of herbs. Initially, Klaus had insisted that Emily be taken to the hospital for a checkup, but that no longer seemed necessary.

The court physician re-cleaned and re-bandaged Emily’s wound, and before leaving, explained that she should try not to let the surface of the wound come into contact with water until it was completely healed, to prevent infection.

Emily nodded before Klaus escorted the court physician out of the room, leaving her and Klaus alone. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Emily glanced at the silver tray on the table, where a mountain of expensive jewels lay. They were the prizes she had won that evening.

Emily knew very well that the jewels did not belong to her at all, no more than did the title of Princess Snowflake, as she had not even won the contest.

"Klaus..." Emily stood up, wanting to say something. "Maybe we should talk."

Klaus, who stood in the doorway, seemed to sense what Emily was trying to say, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of emotions. Then, he moved toward Emily, his tall frame blocking the light before her like a wall of shadow.

He took her in his arms and said to her in a low, loving voice, "Can you listen to me before you speak?"

Emily nodded in Klaus’s arms, and then he picked her up and set her down on the couch, positioning her so that she was straddling his lap. He placed his hand on her waist to create some distance between them.

He gazed into her eyes, those deep green orbs, and after a few seconds, he spoke, "I’m sorry for getting you involved in this game of power. What happened tonight was not my intention. But this is royalty, and this is my life. I don’t want to drag you into the dirtier aspects of it, so I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe from harm."

"That’s right," Klaus confessed. "I was the one who switched Dyson’s pockets with yours. And when I went to get you some herbs, I encountered Dyson. We fought, and I pushed him into the trap, snatching his trap pockets in the process."

"Did you do all this?" Emily asked, not realizing that it was Klaus who had actually injured Dyson. No wonder the King had looked so intently at the time; he must have guessed what was happening too.

Klaus nodded. "He deserves to be taught a lesson."

"Why does Dyson always pick on you?" Emily muttered, remembering what Dyson had said to her while they were dancing and thinking that the man must be insane. Dyson seemed to cause trouble every time he appeared, and Emily was growing weary of the false man.

"He’s always trying to prove to the King that he’s better than me," Klaus explained. "I’ve ignored his behavior before, but he hurt you, and this time I won’t tolerate it." An icy glint flashed in Klaus’s eyes. "I hope he learns to restrain himself after this lesson, or next time, more than just a trap will await him."

The tone of Klaus’s voice sent shivers down Emily’s spine. She knew that Klaus was more than capable of harming Dyson. Was this the court life she would have to face in the future?

Emily’s heart was torn apart beyond belief. She felt that there must be more trouble in store for her. At that moment, she suddenly recalled Queen Mary’s advice to her, "Being a princess is not an easy task; you have to be mentally prepared."

Tonight, Emily had witnessed the power of kingship, that the man who sat on the throne could decide the life and death of others with a casual word. And that man who would sit on the throne in the near future would be Klaus. Would he be more cruel than his father?

What role should she truly play as his crown princess?

"What are you thinking?" Klaus brushed his hand across Emily’s face as he looked into her eyes, trying to decipher her innermost thoughts.

"I think I might not make a good princess," Emily said, her tone a little helpless and bitter. "I’m afraid I’ll be a burden to you."

"You are not a burden to me," Klaus’s tone became serious as he gazed at her. "You are my love, the woman I would give my life to protect. So, Emily, please don’t deny me everything I’ve done for you."

"Klaus." Before Emily could finish her sentence, her mouth was covered by Klaus’s lips.

His kiss was as strong and dominant as ever, and his tongue quickly tangled with hers as he kissed Emily repeatedly, making her gasp for air.

She squirmed a little, and the next second, she felt something hard pressing against her between her legs.

"Oh, shit." Klaus pulled away from her. "You’re getting me worked up."

Emily bit her bottom lip lightly, her breath catching a little. "So, what do I do?"

A hungry hiss escaped from Klaus’s throat as he used his hand to pull the zipper of Emily’s gown down from behind. To avoid touching her wounded hand, Klaus roughly ripped her gown open instead. He lifted the lower part of her dress and pulled off her lace panties in one swift motion.

With his sharp fangs, he tore open the front clasp of her bra, revealing her unbound, snow-white breasts. He greedily took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it.

Emily’s hands moved to her breasts, attempting to undo Klaus’s shirt. Impatient to wait for her to undo the buttons one by one, Klaus lifted himself abruptly, ripped the shirt right off his body, and flung it aside, sending the loose buttons scattering across the floor. He pressed his broad chest against Emily’s and felt her tremble.

Klaus hoisted Emily’s body with his hands, positioning her upper body on his shoulders, and then quickly shed his pants.

He lowered Emily’s body, spreading her legs wide so that the softest part between them was aligned with his aroused cock.

"Come to me, Emily," Klaus’s voice was low and husky.

Emily’s hands rested on Klaus’s shoulders, and she could distinctly feel the tip of Klaus’s cock hovering over her center. Naturally, she wiggled her body, causing her delicate pussy lips to glide up and down his shaft.

Soon, Klaus’s cock was slick with the sweet nectar from her pussy, and he could no longer restrain the lust boiling within him.

He lifted her hips straight up and then slammed into her core. Emily couldn’t help but let out a groan at the moment of his entrance.

"Yeah, that’s it," Klaus said in a pleading voice. "Move, lover."

Emily felt like she was riding a wild horse, and as she picked up speed, twisting her body up and down with Klaus’s hands guiding her, each upward thrust was met with a violent downward plunge. The thrill of it caused Emily to unleash a steady stream of squeals.

"Yes, Emily, that’s it," Klaus growled under his breath.

"I’m coming, I’m coming," Emily screamed, her eyes closed tight as her soft vaginal walls clamped down on Klaus’s cock.

They reached orgasm almost simultaneously, with him plunging to the deepest part of her body.