Chapter 184

[Third-Person’s POV]

Evelyn knew that look Alexander had on his face all too well. She’d become an expert in knowing what his interests were. For some reason, he really seemed to enjoy watching her more lethal side come out. It wasn’t until more recently, that Evelyn even realized that she had that part of herself.

And, yet, Alexander couldn’t get enough of it. It had first become evident after their meeting with the King. Alexander’s desire had been insatiable. With so few words spoken between them at the time, Evelyn was able to quickly pick up on her husband’s insistence for wanting her right there and then.

It always started with the searing look in his eyes. All traces of nobility and that legendary stone-like resolve would crumble to nothing.

Those heated eyes would trace over every given part of her to the point where Evelyn could feel the tingles beneath her clothing as if he was touching her with his own hands.

It always sent a rush of heat straight between her thighs. Every. Single. Time.

When Alexander insisted that Erik give them some time alone to ‘train’, Evelyn knew there was something else going on entirely.

She folded her arms over her chest and raised her brow at him.

“Really? Hand-to-hand?” she asked him.

Alexander nodded while trying to keep a boy-ish grin under wraps. “Yes. Between Erik and Thomas, I’ve been given the impression that you have been making strides in your defense training. Now, I want you to demonstrate what you’ve learned.”

She bit the inside of her cheek, not at all convinced that this was truly what was going on. Evelyn took the unsuspecting approach. Just as she was about to get into a proper stance, she immediately swung out her arm to strike against his left shoulder.

Alexander’s lightning reflexes caught her hand in seconds. Evelyn felt her breath seize in her lungs. A hundred chills broke out over her skin as she watched Alexander’s look of surprise gradually turn to that of fiery arousal.

“Nice try, sweetheart,” he said raggedly.

She sucked in a deep breath as he released her. Evelyn thought of another possible move she could pull on him. Perhaps, she could try and use one of the distraction techniques Erik had taught her.

Just as Evelyn looked as though she was going to swing her right hand back, Alexander’s gaze shifted to follow that exact movement. What he didn’t account for was that Evelyn shifted her pressure from her right to her left and ended up striking him low on the jaw with her left hand.

Alexander staggered back about a foot. He shook himself off the pulsating sting in his face. He glared back at Evelyn to find her as shocked as him.

“S-Sorry,” she whispered.

He gave her a proud smile. “Don’t be,” he assured her. “That was great. Did Erik teach you that?”

“Yeah. He and Thomas have been really great, showing me different techniques,” she told him.

“Have you been able to take down your opponent to the ground?”

She shook her head and gave an awkward smile. “Not yet. And even if that were the case, I’m fairly certain that it wouldn't be possible.”

“I feel like you’re only saying that because more than half the guys here are twice your size and more than double your weight.”

“My point exactly,” she laughed. “How on earth would I take someone like you down?”

“I’m sure that Erik and Thomas are going to instruct you the proper way for someone like you to pull those sorts of moves. But until then...I want you to try and get past me.”

Her brows pulled together as he elaborated.

“Your mission is to try and get past me by any means necessary,” he said. “Got it?”

The first handful of attempts were utterly useless. Each time Evely tried to merely outrun him, Alexander always found a way to snag an arm around her waist at the last second. Each time he caught her, he’d haul her back against the firm planes of his chest.

As time went on, Evelyn was beginning to feel irritably restless and exhausted. Alexander, on the other hand, felt the arousal in his lower abdomen grow stronger.

When he had her by the waist, he couldn’t keep himself from pressing his nose into the inner curve of her neck. She smelt of sweat and flowers. Sensual and mind-numbingly alluring. Evelyn huffed, trying to catch her breath.

“You know, I just don’t feel like you’re trying hard enough,” he said roughly into her ear.

Evelyn snarled under her breath. An idea suddenly popped into her head.

“Oh, yeah?” she breathed. “We’ll see about that.”

He let her go once more. This time, Evelyn took her normal position across from him on the mat and got into her stance. She jerked forward, with the building anticipation that she was going to make another run for it, but stopped.

Instead, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and strategically yanked it up to where her entire chest was exposed. Alexander felt like his mind had just short-wired itself.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned.

Without wasting another second, Evelyn took off and ran past him. “Woohoo!” she cheered.

She finally made it past him, almost making it all the way to the entrance before feeling the unmistakable pull of his hands on her waist.

Evelyn let out a yelp as the Alpha swept her clear off the ground.

“So that’s how you wanna play, huh?” he growled. “Dirty little trick.”

“It worked didn’t it?” she asked, tantalizing. “And you said ‘by any means necessary’.”

Alexander brought them both down, pinning her to the mat while situating himself firmly between her legs. His eyes were lust-blown as he leaned down to capture her lips in a hungry kiss.

“If you ever pull that move on anyone but me, you best believe that I will tie you to our bed and spend countless hours dragging out a single orgasm.” He dragged his hips forward, letting her feel the clear evidence of his hardened length against her hot core.

Evelyn let out a soft moan and eagerly pressed back into him. “We...We can’t do this here,” she whimpered.

“Why not? No one will be back for a while,” he assured. Alexander nipped and kissed a sweet dizzying trail down her neck. “And I need you.”

She hadn’t cared to stop him when he lifted her shirt over her head. Evelyn kicked off her shoes, giving him the chance to do away with her shorts.

Evelyn’s back arched off the mat as soon as she felt the head of his cock pressed to her slick entrance. She snaked her arms around her shoulder, urging him to press in further. Her breathing grew hitched as a strangled whine tore from her throat.

“So good for me,” he cooed. “Do you have any idea how much I love when your cunning little attitude comes out?”

She wrapped her legs around his lips and undulated her hips against his thrusts.

“N-No,” she moaned. “You like it when I’m dangerous or mean.”

Alexander’s entire body stilled. He took the side of her face in his palm and made her meet his gaze. “No, Evelyn. It’s your strength. Your fearless confidence of being able to stand up to anyone who dares to think less of you. That’s what I like. That’s what gets me so damn hard every time. I can’t stop it.”

“Oh, God,” she cried. “Then don’t. Don’t stop.”

Slowly, and on the borderline of pure torture, he resumed his agonizing pace. He reached the deepest parts of her and caused her to soar over the edge.