Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90: 90. Transitioning VII

Jericho

The first time I had my fingers inside her, my Lycan and I made a decision.

What had previously been a ’neither of us gets to touch her’ had instantly become ’it didn’t matter who I fucked over. Maisie Adams was mine."

I never truly believed it would happen. I had prided myself on self-control. It was acceptable to obsess from afar. To steal her pretty underwear as sacred keepsakes. To watch her while she slept. To follow her through the dark like a silent shadow. To stand in the shadows while her stupid wolf-mate fumbled her in an alley and somehow keep my murderous rage leashed.

Let her choose. Let her decide. I refused to ruin her life.

I didn’t know when exactly that changed. Maybe it was the first time she’d caressed the scar on my face. Or the first time she had called me beautiful. Or maybe it was the first night Tessa had been here, slipping into my bedroom even when she knew how terrible it got with my nightmares, how in those moments, I was my most vulnerable.

Couldn’t separate friend from foe, lover from friend. Didn’t know where I was. Who I was.

Tessa knew, but it didn’t stop her from drawing back the sheets and sinking down onto me anyway. Because she simply didn’t take no for an answer. Because of the four of us, I was the least controllable, and had never regarded her enough to be an open book.

Soren despised Tessa. But Soren knew when to fuck a woman to keep her mouth shut. Mercer wasn’t too far off. It took a different kind of coldhearted spite to fuck a woman who called you a bastard in bed. Quinlan held his grudges. Had held them since he was little and Tessa had burned the inside of Juliette’s foot on her first and last day at court because Quinlan was spending too much time with his half-sister. Tessa always had an advantage, something she held over your head to get what she wanted.

With me, she had none. So, whenever she wanted my hands on her, she simply snuck in when I was the least lucid.

That night, however, was the first time I’d kissed her and called her malyshka, so out of my mind, I didn’t realize who I was with until she had moaned my name against my ear and I realized it was the wrong voice, the wrong smell, the wrong everything.

This moment, in contrast, was everything right.

It was like coming home after being lost for such a long time. The feeling of... completeness that I hadn’t felt since the fire that ravaged everything I knew and loved.

The moment Maisie Adams let me inside her, it cracked me open in ways I had thought impossible, and the world narrowed to the searing grip of her body. Hot. Wet. Impossible. Whole.

She was so tight it bordered on pain. The kind that made a man weep.

Her scream was half agony, half triumph, and it lit every nerve in my body on fire.

"Malyshka," I gasped. My hands clamped down on her hips like iron, holding her still when every instinct demanded I drive upward and bury myself to the hilt. "Easy. You will tear yourself apart."

But she didn’t listen.

The scent of her virgin blood was thick in the air as it warmed and coated my cock, marking me in more ways than one.

Her blue eyes were glazed, pupils blown wide with mindless hunger, that brilliant mind of hers drowned beneath waves of raw need. She looked at me like I was the only thing left in existence. Like I was her salvation and ruin.

She was so fucking beautiful.

Gods, how I worshipped her.

She had no idea. No conception of the obsession that clawed at my ribs every second I breathed near her. The way her fire, her defiance, her soul had burrowed into me like a brand.

Her head fell back, a broken moan spilling from her lips. "Jericho..."

When she said my name like that, I felt exalted. I wanted to please. I was made to please. It was my honor, my fucking purpose, to please Maisie.

"Nyet." One hand cradled the back of her neck, the other dug into her thigh. The words rose unbidden from the deepest part of me in form of a snarl before I could stop them. "Ty voz’mësh’ vsyo. Ty byla sozdana dlya menya. Ty moya."

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