Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons novel Chapter 131

I stare out at the lake, the one that first made me feel like I was at home. The water glistens in the sun, the waves lapping gently as a breeze dances across it. It’s been two weeks. Two weeks since my dad and mom sacrificed themselves. I didn’t wake up crying this morning, which is a new thing for me in the past weeks.

“How are you today, my little luna?” Merikh asks, his hands slipping around my waist as he places his chin in the crook of my neck. My hand slips up, gliding into his wet locks after his morning shower.

It’s a question that irks me, one that everyday I hear it I fear I will scream. But today, it just feels…different. I spin in his arms, my other hand lifting as I place them both behind his neck. He kisses me lightly, his gentle touch sending a shiver down my spine.

“I’m…okay.” I whisper as he pulls back, a soft smile on his plush lips.

“That’s a different answer than you usually give.” He says, dropping to my height as he searches my eyes. “Are you feeling alright?”

“I am feeling fine.” I say with a reassuring tilt of my chin. “Are you really going to ask me this every single day?”

He lifts a single brow. “Would you prefer I not check on you?”

“No, it’s just…” I press my lips together, unsure of how to say it.

“I’m being overbearing?” He finishes for me and I nod in affirmation.

“I love you, and that you care so much but, maybe just wait for me to tell you I’m not okay?” I offer, and he frowns.

“All I can promise is to tone it down and not ask a million times a day, but I will check on you.”

“Fine,” I sigh heavily, rolling my eyes. “Where are you headed?”

I ask as he releases me and moves toward the dresser. I watch as he drops the towel around his waist, my teeth immediately finding my lip as a wave of heat rushes through me. My head tilts to the side, watching him in all his naked glory, a huge, knowing grin on his face.

“Why? Do you have plans for me?” He teases as he slips into his boxer briefs. I chuckle and glance at the raging erection that his clothing can not hide.

“Seems like you have some ideas about what you want us to do.” I murmur, my cheek growing red as I saunter toward him.

“Why do you do this to me?” he groans with a huge smile on his lips.

“Do what? You are the one undressing in front of me. I was literally just standing here.” I retort playfully, which makes him laugh. It fills the room, feeding my aching soul.

“I have an important meeting, otherwise I would undress you,” He says, stalking toward me, his abs rippling and the look in his eye needy. “Maybe I will still do it,”

“I have to shower,” I inform him, and he backs me against the wall, his bare chest pressing into my thin white tank top. My body reacts, my breath hitching as I feel him press against me.

“Should have joined me for mine.” He whispers, his lips dipping down and tickling my ear with his heated breath. I shiver, my body lurching into his as I can’t control my hips as they roll into his. Merikh groans his approval and I giggle, turning my head to the side as he assaults my neck with tender kisses.

“Are you sure you don’t have time?” I gasp out, his hand slipping down my waist and over my ass as he goes further and lifts my thigh. His legs widen and he meets my hips with his as he lifts me from the ground.

“Not enough to do what I want to.” He grunts into my shoulder.

“Mmm,” I can’t help but moan at his touch.

His hand slips down between us. I feel him tug at my shorts, pushing them aside before pleasure fills me and I cling to him tighter. He rolls his hips, my own meeting him as Merikh works quickly. I slip up and down the wall at my back, my body pressed into it with every move as his hand comes up beside me, pressing against the wall for better leverage.

“Merikh,” I whisper his name, his groaning filling my ears as he quickly moves closer with each movement.

“Finish for me, my luna.” He mutters in a raspy breath into my ear.

“No,” I whimper, wanting it to last, needing him inside me for longer. The moment I let go, I return to reality and he leaves me. “Stay longer,”

“Fuck, Colette.” He grunts, his body and muscles twitching against me.

There is a knock at the door, and Merikh freezes, looking over his shoulder. I can see he is torn as his eyes find mine. Then a glimmer of mischief brings back that bubble of sultry need as I force my hips out, only my upper back pressing into the wall. I can feel the difference in how deep he goes and there is no stopping the needy moan that escapes me.

“Don’t stop,” I rasp out.

His hand slips down between us, this time making quick work of me as I cry out his name, the two of us groaning as we find that ecstasy that only we can find together.