The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 36

Thirty-Six: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

The butterflies in my stomach swarmed the closer I walked toward Killian's office. I had trained. I had showered. Now, I wanted a minute of my man's time.

The large stained glass mural that depicted the origin story of the Lycans took my breath away each time I saw it. But as I walked past this time, I didn't bother sparing it a glance. I had one thing, and one thing only on my mind.

Killian.

He had gone from being someone who brought me incredible frustration to even think about, to a complete obsession. The entire time I was training, I was picturing Killian's eyes, his smile, his body, his hands... his touch, and his lips.

I worked as hard as possible, driven by the need to go see him. He would be working. He would be the king that he wanted me to get used to and accept. This was the perfect chance for me to prove to him that I could accept him as the man and the king.

My shadow was trailing behind me, per usual, but even Tobias seemed happier as he walked with me to my mate's office. He stopped several paces back, with his back against the wall as he scanned up and down the hallway.

I wanted to dismiss him so I could have some time alone with Killian, but I knew that he wouldn't go anywhere during his shift unless someone replaced him. I also knew that he wouldn't be able to hear anything from inside the room with the doors closed.

Killian would be working, and I could sit silently and spend time with him. Maybe I would bring a book next time and read while he worked so I wouldn't annoy him with my questions, or perhaps he could start teaching me about what he does, so I could help him and take some of the weight from him.

That didn't mean that I wasn't hoping for more to happen. After our kiss last night, I was wound tight.

My knuckles rasped against the hardwood of the door, and I was relieved that I had beaten Joselin here. I just had to hope that she wouldn't pop in during anything scandalous.

The door was pulled open, and Killian's arm wrapped around the small of my back as he pulled me against his body with a smile that made my heart stutter. I beamed right back at him as he leaned down and stole my lips in a kiss that had my breath catching in my lungs as the door slammed shut behind us.

My hands slid up his shoulders as his tongue met mine, and the loud moan I let out caused me to blush in embarrassment as I pulled back. I sounded as needy and desperate as I felt. Then again, I was ready to do anything to feel his touch.

My first thought had been a bit too bold for my sober mind. But as I looked past him to his desk, I couldn't help but wonder what his reaction would be to me sitting in one of the visitor's chairs free of clothing. Would he mind as I placed my toes up on his desk, spreading my legs for him as I slid my hands between my legs? Would he enjoy watching me touch myself in front of him?

The low growl that came from his throat had me clearing mine as I looked down. Did I dare to be as bold as I was during my heat? We had just started over, so perhaps we needed more time to get to know one another before jumping into sex.

"I can smell your desire, Little One. Was that why you came here?" His question took me by surprise, but it was the rapidly hardening member in his suit pants that had my attention.

"No, I just wanted to see you. I know you are working. I thought maybe I could just quietly sit with you while you worked, or help if you need me." The fingers of my right hand lifted. And I ran them over his jawline gently, my gaze following the path over the light layer of stubble there, before I looked up to meet his hazel eyes.

He looked warmly down at me, and the small fear in the back of my mind that everything would go back to the way it was before disappeared. This wasn't the cold and cruel king who wanted nothing to do with me. This was the man who wanted me around.

"I am working," He said as he pulled away, turning his back to me and walking back to his chair. I let out a stabilizing breath as I followed after him slowly, placing my hand on the back of one of the visitor's chairs as I moved around it. "But that does not mean that I cannot make time for us."

Us.

I felt myself internally swoon at the word and bit my lower lip to hide the ridiculous smile that was threatening to break free. His hand patted his thigh as his heated stare roamed over my body.

The confidence that flooded my body as I moved around his desk obediently encouraged me to be bold as I approached him. While he seemed to expect me to sit sideways on his lap, his eyes lit up when I placed one knee on either side of him on his large chair.

It was a tight squeeze, and his hands grabbed my hips to steady me. My short pants of excitement matched the low growl of pleasure he let out as I leaned in and bit his lower lip, pulling on it slightly before speaking softly against his mouth. "How much time do you have for us right now?"

My hips were still bruised from our time together a few nights ago, but as his hold on me tightened, I fucking loved it.

"As long as you would like." He responded before kissing me deeply, letting go of my hips with one hand and lacing his fingers through my hair to pull me in closer.

The summer dress I had put on was confirmed as the right choice as he moved his other hand down to my thigh, sliding it under the fabric and massaging my leg. His fingertips danced along the edge of my panties, moving closer to my center each time.

I knew if I were to grind against him now, even with the thin fabric between us, my wetness would get on his pants, and everyone would be able to see it. There was already no way to hide my smell from the wolves, but I didn't need the added embarrassment of them seeing that I had been grinding against him like a bitch in heat.

My hands slid down his chest as he began to trail kisses over my neck. I panted with need as I found the button and zipper of his pants and set him free. He lifted me slightly as his hips rose, and he clumsily wiggled his pants down beneath me as I cupped his large cock, stroking it gently and encouragingly.