William's POV
William stormed through the halls towards where the royal guests were staying. He didn't care if the rulers were back yet, he wanted to find their son. He knew from the start that the boy had a look to him that made William think he was hiding something.
He just didn't realize that he wanted his lady. He didn't realize that he was foolish enough to cross him where no one would dare. Doris and his child were off limits to ridicule and questions. Doris was off limits to any man even looking her way unless they wanted to wake up blind because of it.
Every inch of his possessive nature wanted to rip his head clean from his shoulders the moment he saw him and say fuck it. He didn't care if it risked a war when it came to Doris. He would start a hundred and burn the world to the ground if it meant she was safe by his side.
He didn't even knock when he reached Daemon's door. He threw the door open and found Daemon sitting causally on his couch as if he didn't have a care in the world. Almost as if he was waiting for William. That only sparked his rage more-and he knew that was exactly what he wanted.
"Oh, your majesty. I didn't expect to see you here-" Daemon stood and started to button his shirt as if he had caught him at a bad time. William knew what the gesture meant. He knew what the asshole was trying to plant in his mind because he knew that William was insane.
His mind blanked as he crossed the room to get him. He grabbed Daemon by his collar and slammed him up against the wall. It knocked the breath right out of him.
"What did you do to my wife?" William growled in his face. He wanted to smell his fear and bottle the smell.
"I thought she was only your lady-" Daemon choked when William tightened his grip. "I didn't-"
"You used your power on her. Don't think I'm blind to those that have unique powers!" William growled. "You're trying to get her to do what you want, aren't you?"
His voice was deadly, Daemon even shivered a little whenever he spoke. His eyes were wide with fear, his words could never mask how scared he looked in that moment even when his words were even.
The fact that he used that sort of power on Doris drove him wild. He could have made her do anything if she wasn't strong enough to resist it-anything he asked.
"If I see you come near Doris again, I will rip your throat clean off your body. If I see you even look at her, you won't get a chance to scream when I come for you." William said calmly, his words were laced with poison.
"You would ignite a war over a simple understanding?" Daemon breathed. His words were strangled and hard to get out. William was tempted to silence him completely.
"I would do worse than ignite a war for her." William sneered. He dropped Daemon to the ground and saw his own hand marks around his throat left behind. "What were you doing outside our balcony?"
Daemon tried to get up, but William held him to the floor with his boot.
"I just wanted to check on her and see if she was doing okay after what happened." Daemon said evenly. He looked up at William with a darkness he knew well.
"She doesn't need you to check on her. She doesn't need you anywhere near her, do you understand me?" William said through his teeth. "Tell your parents that it's time to go home. You're not welcome here."
William lifted his foot and turned to leave. He could hear Daemon scramble in the background to stand. When he turned back, Daemon looked as if it never happened.
"We could just forget about this, your majesty. I will stay away from Doris and you can continue your business with my parents."
"I will not forget this. You're lucky you're still allowed to breathe." William said before he slammed the door behind him. His steps felt heavy and thick. He wanted to rip him apart piece by piece for the smug way he looked at him. He wanted to rip out his tongue for ever speaking to Doris and his eyes for looking at her.
William found himself back in his room and he didn't realize he was there until Doris put her hands on his shoulders to calm him.
"What happened?" She said gently. William grabbed her face and kissed her. Her sweet taste was the only thing that kept him sane and the only thing that could ever tame the beast inside him.
"If he talks to you again, tell me." William said against her lips. She was breathless, almost too distracted to reply as she stared at his lips. "Tell me if he says anything to you, understand?"
Doris nodded slowly. Her hands gripped his shirt to pull him closer.
William wanted to pick her brain and know everything he had said to her. He wanted to know how long it had been happening and he wanted to know every look he gave her. The thoughts alone ignited something deep and dark inside him that was hard to control.
William lifted her body up roughly against his own. He pulled away to make sure Alec was in his crib before he pinned her up against the wall. She gasped and gripped his shoulders.
His savage hands had no time to be light. He pulled her dress up to her waist and ripped her panties off. Her breath became heavy and her grip on his shoulders was tighter than before.
William didn't want to wait any longer. He wanted it to be rough and desperate-he wanted to hear her silent screams and he wanted to cum inside her before his animalistic rage passed over.
Most of all, he wanted to be reminded that she was his.
He unbuttoned and was already deep inside her within seconds of her panties hitting the floor. She bit down hard on her lip to keep in her scream. William went to kiss her neck and muffle his groans against her warm skin.
"Fuck... William...." She groaned against his ear. His movements were rushed and rough. Desperate to feel every inch of her and get her to moan his name over and over before his rage exploded.
She gripped onto him as he thrusted deep inside her. Each small whimper ignited a spark inside him that was hungry for more. If only she knew how every groan drove him wild. He wanted to paint her name across his chest with how obsessed he was with her.
He moved deep inside her until they both came undone. He didn't stop until she got her release and collapsed against him. He brought them to the bed and kissed every inch of her skin. She looked dizzy from her arousal-so he kissed her more.
And he didn't stop until she had to bite the sheets to keep in her screams.