My Mate Is The Lycan King (Daisy and Kai) novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Being around Daisy was torture on a good day.

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She was my mate for fucks sake. There was no waking moment where I didn’t fight the urge to be around her and claim her as mine. That torture just became a thousand times worse.

I needed out of this house because her scent was fucking everywhere. I couldn’t turn a corner without getting hit with it and it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable to walk around with a fucking hard on.

I’d hoped that when she finally retired to bed, I’d get the chance to go on a much needed run. What I wasn’t expecting was for her to call out to me.

“Kai?”

I stopped, halfway to the door. She’d finished her dinner and was barely keeping her eyes open. Her heat had clearly exhausted her, and her nap hadn’t done much to help her.

“Yes, princess?”

“Can you stay with me tonight?” she asked, her voice soft and hesitant.

I went deathly still at her request.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to,” she quickly added. “I sleep better when you’re here.”

I had to be the biggest masochist on the planet right about now because all I could think about were the sounds she made underneath me, the way she cried out, begging me to just fuck her, and goddess knows I almost did, but I couldn’t stand the possibility that she’d regret it after. The day I finally made her mine, I needed her clear headed.

I should have refused. It was the smart thing to do, but I couldn’t say no to her.

“Of course, princess. Whatever you need. Just give me a minute.

I left the room, taking her empty plate with me. I moved on autopilot into the kitchen and cursed aloud once I was alone. I splashed some water on my face, hoping it would help, but it didn’t. The thought of lying in bed with her, feeling her pressed up against me.

I was fucking screwed.

“Just have sex with her and be done with,” my lycan hissed. “It would make things a hell of a lot easier.”

“It’s not that simple.”

He snorted. “You’re the one torturing yourself.”

He closed the link before I could say anything else.

I stayed in the kitchen for another ten minutes, trying to calm yself before making my way back up the stairs. She was already under the covers, the blanket pulled all the way up to her chin. I got in beside her, intent on keeping as much space as I could between us when she rolled over, settling herself right beside me and laying her head against my chest.

I was sure she could hear my heart racing

I inhaled sharply before slowly wrapping my arms around her heard her audible sigh of relief as she smuggled closer into

ine.

“It’s not that I’m against the sudden display of affection, but are you okay, princess?”

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She slapped my chest. “I’m fine. I just… thank you.”

“What for?”

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“You could’ve had sex with me. I asked you to, and you didn’t. You took care of me. It’s more than anyone has ever done for

me.”

That simple statement made every torturous second worth it. “Is not a problem, princess.”

She was silent for a long moment before lifting her head. “Kai?”

I hummed.

“My heat is over, right?”

I nodded. “Considering that you’re not burning up and delirious. I’d say yes. Why?”

“Because I need to know that I’m the one doing this.”

“Doing what?”

The words were barely out of my mouth when she straddled me one leg on either side of my body. I must have died and come back to life because there was no fucking way she was sitting right atop my dick, no underwear in sight.

I hissed out a breath, gripping the sheets tightly to prevent myself from touching her.

“When I asked you to fuck me, I meant it.”

I swore aloud. “Daisy, if this is about your heat coming back-”

“It’s not,” she cut me off, leaning forward.

Her hair fell over her shoulders, and with the moonlight reflecting directly on her, she looked otherworldly. Her eyes were bright, but soft as they roamed over me, and when she leaned over me, I thought I was going to fucking die.

Her lips brushed mine softly, almost teasingly and I fisted the sheets tighter.

“I don’t want to fight the mating bond,” she continued, trailing her hands down my arm.

She tugged at my wrists, lifting them and placing them on her hips. My shirt had bunched up around her waist, leaving me holding onto bare, hot skin.

She kissed me softly, a slow peck. “I’m going to need you to do or say something because this is as far as my bravado goes.”

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