The Secret Heirs of the Lycan King (Bella and scott) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Troy

I stood in the living room for a long time after julie went into the bathroom. I heard the door close, and then the soft sound of water starting to run. The house, which had already felt strange since she came to live here, suddenly felt smaller.

I imagined her naked under the hot water shower, and the walls seemed closer. Her scent now mixed with lavender body lotion slowly spread out of the hallway and into the main room. It was clean and light, mixed with soap and the faint smell of her skin replacing the stale smell of alcohol and old grief.

Inside me, Noir shifted, stirring in a restless way. He drooled, telling me, ‘She is taking a bath. Let’s see her!

I pressed my lips together and told him to be quiet. I reminded him, ‘I hope you remember she rejected us and left us standing like fools in front of her house years ago But he did not care about the past. All he cared about was the present, and the present was filled with her intoxicating scent.

I tried to sit down on my bed, but couldn’t stay still. I stood up again and walked out of my room to get out of the house. Best to my horror, I reached the door of her room and stopped. The warm air coming from under the door carried her smell more strongly. My jaw tightened. I turned away and walked into the living room, only to turn again a few steps later. It was like my body was moving on its own, going back and forth without any clear purpose.

“This is stupid,” I muttered to myself. “Why is she taking a bath?”

Noir said, ‘What if she slips on the bathroom floor and injures herself? Let’s check her.

‘Are you fucking insane?‘ I growled at him. But at the back of my mind, now I had this fucking doubt. What if she fell down?

I tried to distract myself. I opened a file in my phone, pretending to read about patrol schedules and food supply. But the words didn’t make sense. My thoughts kept drifting back to the sound of water and the idea of her standing under it. Her luscious skin, her breasts, that ass that begged to be kneaded, and those taut nipples. I tossed the phone and grabbed my head to shake it.

I paced again and counted sheep even though my chest felt tight with each passing second. My hand lifted once, and hovered near her door. I stopped myself and clenched my fingers into a fist. Was I going to knock?

My mind betrayed me and brought back the memory of her standing in front of me years ago, shaking as she rejected me. I remembered the look in her eyes, full of fear and pain. At that time, I had been too shocked to stop her. Later, I had been too angry to chase her. That anger still lived inside me.

I walked to the window of the hallway and pushed it open, hoping the cool air would clear my head. No, it didn’t. Instead, I got wary. What if any other wolf smelled her? Damn it. I slammed the window shut.

I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. My hands were steady, but my mind was not. I drank it in one go and then stood there, staring at the wall. The sound of the shower was still running. Every second felt longer than it should.

I passed her room again and stopped. This time I stayed there. My back rested against the opposite wall, and I slid down a little until I was standing with my arms crossed. I stared at the floor, listening to the water. I felt foolish. Her scent wrapped around me, and my thoughts became slow and messy.

The water finally stopped. I straightened up. My heart beat faster, knowing that she must have walked inside the room, naked. Noir’s tongue came out as his lust slammed inside my mind. ‘Go in!‘ he urged.

I leaned against the wall and ran a hand through my hair. “This is madness,” I rasped. I was about to leave when all of a sudden, I heard a soft whirring sound. It was like she had put on a hair dryer. No, it didn’t sound like a hair dryer. The noise

was softer. And then a soft moan.

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Chapter 162

I froze. Was she using a… dildo!

Fuck me. When did she get that dildo with her?

Within seconds, the air got thick with the smell of her arousal. Noir’s desire punched inside me with full force, rising with my own. No, goddess. This wasn’t happening. But before I could comprehend, my hand went to my trousers where I cupped my bulge. Shit. She must have changed the setting level because the sound was now louder. I began stroking myself fervently,

Julie let out another moan, which was louder this time. Fuck. Fuck. I increased my speed. Like a creep I opened the zipper of my pants and took out my bulge. I closed my eyes imagining her wet pussy. How it would swallow my penis.

“Ahh… ahh… ahhhh…!” she moaned.

I knew she was close to her orgasm. Surely, her hand must be on her breasts, squeezing them. My hand worked faster i chased my orgasm with a dangerous desire. Being an Alpha, my lust was several times higher than an average wolf. Imagine what it was like being so near to my mate.

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