Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 161 The Father he forgot to be
TWO MORNINGS LATER ✍️
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Shilah was awoken by a familiar hand touching her thighs. But her eyes still felt so heavy, her head banging, and her body craving some more sleep. So, why were those hands trying to wake her up?
The cold hands carefully parted her legs apart and touched her pelvic with it’s fingers, and that was when Shilah fluttered her eyes open.
“My King…” She called in a muffled breath, recalling how she had slept stark nàked in his warm arms.
“Good morning, Shilah. How do you feel?” He asked so calmly and took his palm to her flat tummy, rubbing it gently.
It gave Shilah a relaxed feeling.
“I’m doing just great”. She blushed.
Dizziness was still threatening her eyes, but it was obvious the King wouldn’t let that happen.
He moved his hand from her tummy, and up to her chest, ma*s*saging the bre@sts that were getting fuller by the day. Well, he preferred them that way.
Tenderly, he lowered his lips to her left nipple and circled it, passing some tingles with his tongue that went round and round it.
Shilah gasped gingerly, her hands unconsciously going into his hair and gripping him tight. For Goodness sake!
The dizziness around her eyes got converted into giddy ple@sure as she could feel herself getting so w*et.
He licked up the nipple with his tongue alone, making surely his lips didn’t touch her. But soon, he wrapped the whole place up with his lips and gave it a tiny bite.
“Ouch” Shilah winced, making him pull away from the nipple.
He smirked and got on top of her next, spreading her legs wide enough for penetration. He knew Shilah was already w*et, and it made everything so easy for him.
He pressed his organ hard against her cl*t before pushing in, and a slight m*oa*n sealed escaped Shilah’s lips immediately. She wrapped her hand tightly around his back and soon did same with her legs as the King began thrusting in and out of her. This was too good – she thought.
He tried as much as possible to be gentle, but also made sure it wasn’t a boring session.
Slow, hard strokes was what he took as he dug into her and finally released when he’d gotten to climax. Shilah exhaled into his chest, and waited for him to roll down before adjusting herself. That was a quick one, but nothing from the King was ever boring.
“Tell me you feel better” King Dakota asked whisperingly as he touched her cheeks.
“Yes. And I bet you must be feeling hungry already” Shilah answered with the same tone, making he chuckle.
He reached for her lips and gave them a small peck before taking his clothes from the bed.
“I will get the servants to bring us some breakfast” he told her and dressed up.
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AT THE GREAT OAKS VILLAGE ✍️
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Sukie laid beneath the duvet and watched the Supreme Sister put on her short red dress. It was more like an inner – stopping at her thighs and showing her cleavages. But it’s simplicity didn’t alter with her aura of authority as it would always remain obvious.
She packed her ruffled hair to one side of her shoulder and turned to face Sukie, looking all beautiful in the morning glow.
“You should freshen up and get ready for breakfast” she simpered and went closer to her, giving her a peck on the forehead.
“I will do just that” Sukie answered in return, lowering her gaze like a humble partner.
Kylie touched her neck soothingly, and stared at her with affection.
“Yesterday was fun” she stated with a smile. “We should do more today”.
Sukie equally answered with a smile, and afterwards, Kylie walked away.
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As soon as she was out, Sukie stood up from the bed – nàked – and rushed over to the window to have a look. She held onto the bars and stared down at the few number of people moving about. It was a good thing they had booked a room at the third floor of the building as it enabled her have a far and wide view of the surrounding.
Pishan. Pishan was the only thought and fear in her mind. It was the second day already and she couldn’t help but wonder if he was there already, or changed his mind about coming.
The Great Oaks village was far from the Wind Walker Mountain and would take one more than a day to arrive. And since it was two days already, her mind wouldn’t stop telling her that he was there already.
For the Spirits sake, she really hoped he wouldn’t find her. Sending him that letter was a very bad idea. What if she gets into trouble?
The door unheraldedly went open and Sukie turned to see it was Remata. Goodness! She was still nàked.
“Oh! You’re still in your nature form” Remata quipped, closing the door behind her.
“What in the name of the Spirits is wrong with you?!” Sukie groaned. “How can you just barge in like an untrained human without knocking???'”
She rushed to the bed to get the wrap and covered her body with it.
“I’m sorry, Sukie. I had no idea you were still nàked” Remata t*ittered. “Anyway, I only came to get the bangle the Queen requested for.”
She walked over to the bed and took the bangle from the bed, winked at Sukie and walked towards the door. But when she tried opening it, it shut back in.
“Seriously? What is it, Sukie?” Rameta turned with an eye roll to look at the angry Sukie.
“Stop getting on my nerves, Remata” she glared. “I understand you are jealous that I am in a position you can never be. But, stop getting on my nerves”.
“Did you say jealous?” Remata scoffed. “Why should I be jealous of your relationship with the Queen? Moreover, who knows? The Queen might just ditch you someday”.
“Even if she does, you will never be the one to replace me, Remata. You are not even half of her standard”. Sukie taunted and enjoyed the defeated look on Remata’s face. And after which, she made the door go open for Remata to walk away.
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BACK TO THE PALACE ✍️
Shilah had a light smile on her face as she watched the King dish out the meal himself. She couldn’t tell what reason in particular was making her smile – if it was the fact that the King was the one dishing out the meal for her, or the fact that the meal itself looked so delicious.
Either way, it looked both funny and delightful, watching the King dish out her meal. Though, she had insisted she did it herself, but King Dakota wouldn’t listen.
“Is this enough for you?” He asked, bending the plate over so she could see the quant*ity in it.
“Definitely, My King. Thank you so much” Shilah lied.
Yes, that was definitely a lie as she was sure the meal wouldn’t be enough for her. But not wanting to look ungrateful before the King, she decided to add more to it when she was done with that portion.
She collected the plate from the King and awaited him to settle down before eating.
Mmm. The servants were getting so good with the meals.
“Do you like it?” King Dakota asked, noticing how she ate in a hurry, and without hesitation, Shilah bobbed her head.
“Absolutely, My King” she added, mouthful.
King Dakota nodded satisfactorily and began eating his. Brief silence stepped in, but not for too long as King Dakota had it broken.
“Is there something you’d like to share with me, Shilah?” He paused and asked after scooping in a spoon of soup. “Is there something you need, but do not know how to ask me for it? Is there someplace you want to go? Adventures you want to experience? Let me know, Shilah. You can let it out”.
Shilah could feel her heart playing rhythmical beats. The King was giving her something similar to the rare opportunity again.
She licked the stew off her middle finger and leaned back on her chair, going into a quick thought.
What could she posted ask for? This was her opportunity to tell or ask the King for anything without being scared of his reaction. So, she needed to use the opportunity wisely.
It took her more than a minute to finally come up with something.
“Uhm… Actually”, she tucked her disturbing hair behind her ear. “I…. I do not think I need anything extra, King. I mean, I am so grateful for the love and affection you’ve shown towards me for the past few days that I do not think I have any reason to even ask for more. Although… there is just one thing that has been bothering me for a long time now – from the very first time I came into this Palace”. She paused and leaned forward.
King Dakota had already picked high interest.
“It concerns your other wives, My King, and your daughters”. Shilah continued and noticed how the King’s brows arched.
“I’ve noticed…. you do not really spend much time with them. And neither do you show any form of affection towards them. Take for instance, Queen Dyani. I do not think I’ve seen you spending some time with her, or her daughter. Including Queen Chaska’s daughters. And even Queen Nosheba. Although, I know her second baby and the one she’s carrying does not belong to you, but even before the whole truth was revealed, you didn’t spend time with her daughters either.
“I know you are a very busy man, My King, but don’t you think your daughters will be having a terrible time growing up without the love of their father? I think they deserve that sense of belonging, that special time to hear and tell stories so they could boldly chat it all with their friends. Growing up, my father never loved me. And despite the fact my mother was there for me, I still know the trauma I went through, not getting loved by my father. It’s traumatic, My King, watching a parent showing love to the others without doing same to you. Including your wives. I believe…you just need to show equal love to everyone of us. That is all I have to say, My King” she rounded it up with a bow.
By the time she was done, the deepest part of King Dakota’s heart had been reached as the realization dawned on him.
He suddenly understood just what he had been doing the whole time, and for a minute, he felt culpable.
He exhaled deeply and leaned back on his seat. And for a long time, he was silent.
“I do not know what to think of this, Shilah” he sighed, his voice getting really frosty.
“I do accept the fact that… I have been a careless father to my daughters” he paused and sighed again.
“But, I really wouldn’t blame myself, Shilah. When I was still a youth, I had promised never to get involved in polygamy. Seeing what it did to my mother and step mother, and some others I know of, I promised to get married to just one woman so I could have a peaceful home. But, my mother’s death ruined me, and took that caring man that Dakota used to be.
When I stayed years with Queen Chaska without having a male child, I began to worry and decided to marry another. But Nosheba couldn’t give me a male child either and I became really worried and went for Dyani. This time around, I wasn’t marrying for love or family anymore, but for an heir. I badly needed a male child, Shilah. I didn’t want this leadership to leave my lineage. I didn’t want my mother’s k*il*lers to succeed.
“My mother fought a lot of battles for me when she was alive. She was a fighter and trained me in ways my father didn’t, and made a lot of sacrifices for me. Though, I was the first son and rightful heir, but a lot of people wanted to take that position from me. They tried all they could to change my father’s mind, but my mother was always there to fight for my rights. And when I was crowned by my father as his next successor, she was k*il*led”.
He paused and swigged some wine, but it was obvious he was trying to calm himself.
“I guess they k*il*led her because…they knew she was my weakness. They planned the whole setup so I could get cursed by the Moon goddess and waste my life. They felt I’d probably become weak and give up my position. And I nearly fell for it, Shilah. I nearly fell for all their conspiracies, Shilah, but it was at the last minute that I got a grip of myself and decided not to let my mother’s death go to waste.
“So, I decided to be strong, and take leadership. But I wasn’t the same man my mother had raised.
“My leadership was threatened when I couldn’t get a male child. It tore my senses apart, Shilah, and made me so desperate for one. It made me so desperate – my own daughters became nothing to me, and each time a new one was born, I’d regard them as bad news”.
He paused and exhaled deeply – again.
“I’ve been terrible, Shilah. I became too overwhelmed by power – not because I’ve always craved it, but because I wanted my mother’s k*il*lers to die, knowing power never left my lineage, to die, knowing they had k*il*led her for nothing”.
And for a second there, Shilah could see the flash in the King’s eyes. Dear Spirits, he was never going to forgive his mother’s k*il*lers.
“So”, he continued in a lower tone.
“I’d admit I’ve been a terrible father. I did so bad for neglecting my daughters and their mothers, all because I wanted a son. I guess…nobody can be completely perfect. We are all Mountain Lions and Mountain Lions are prone to imperfection. I became a King, and forgot to be a father. But I guess it’s not too late to change that”. He paused and stood up, his words melting Shilah’s heart.
“Thank you, Shilah” he pecked her hair. “Thank you for making me realize the truth I’ve always been ignorant about”.
Shilah’s heart skipped immediately as she quickly stood up to face him.
“You’re welcome, My King. And I’m grateful I could be of help” she cooed and gathered up courage to hug him.