Traded To The Lycan King

*Colette*

I lean back against Merikh's warm bare chest, the water from the tub tinkling with the soft movement as he wraps his arms around me. My stomach flutters at his hold, his hand splaying across my water covered stomach, a soft stroking of his thumb right below my belly button. I close my eyes, relishing the way the bond seems to electrify my entire body.

"How are you feeling?" I murmur, my voice groggy as my head falls to his shoulder and I tilt my chin up toward him.

Merikh leans to the side slightly, looking down at me, his eyes scanning my face with a ghost of a smile. Then he leans down, and presses and tender kiss on the tip of my nose before he presses his cheek to mine and releases a heavy sigh.

“I am tired,” He admits, though the throbbing part of him at my back says the exhaustion hasn't completely shut off all parts of his brain. Then again, perhaps that is less of a brain response and more of a physical one.

"Mmm, understandable." I say, sighing contentedly. "Once the water grows cold, we can get some sleep."

"Hmm," his chest rumbles and I grin to myself, knowing exactly where his mind is going. Sleep sounds glorious. It always does when I am in his arms, but the thought of him slipping in and exhausting ourselves a little more is always one that's alluring.

"Hmm, What?" I tease, biting my lip as my cheeks grow heated.

"Sleep." he whispers. "Is that all you are thinking about, my little luna?"

"There is a lot on my mind." I say, wrapping my hand over his wrist as my left arm snakes up behind me and around the back of his neck.

My fingers slip down his smooth skin, entwining with his, as I creep his palm down my belly, lower and lower. Until I stop and allow his movements to take over. Merikh slips his hand right where I crave it, my breath hitching as he growls in my ear, nibbling on my sensitive lobe.

I nearly jump out of my skin when his thumb strokes me, a gasp tearing from my lips as I writhe into him, my buttocks, bucking back into him as he chuckles and lowers his head to my neck, his lips sucking and teeth teasing as he slips a finger in and I grip his neck harder, a moan on my lips as I whisper his name.

"I've barely touched you, my love," He murmurs, amused. I let out a raspy chuckle and wiggle against him, making him groan once more as he deliciously assaults me below.

"It never takes much with you," I breathe and he hums in delight.

I can feel the cusp of my enjoyment rising. Every stroke, ever deep plunge with exploring fingers driving me toward that edge. Instead of allowing it to come, I tear away from him, whipping around water splashing all over the floor as I hammer my lips into his. His needy fingers don't miss a beat as they move to my ass, gripping me tightly and pulling me flush to him as I slip my tongue between his plush lips.

I slide my wet body up his, landing him at my entrance, but the tub is too small for me to straddle his massive frame and I frown up at him. Merikh shakes his head with a sexy grin, creating the most glorious dimples on his cheeks. Then he lifts me, spinning as he places me where he had been resting before he raises me up and places me on the edge.

I rest my back on the marble wall behind me, as he rises to his knees and, with a single finger, he presses my knees apart, revealing me to him. I shudder in embarrassment and anticipation. A flush on my cheeks burning hot as I try to look away.

"Eyes on me, Colette." He insists in a gravelly voice. "I want to see what this does to you."

I snap my brown eyes to meet his emerald orbs, nothing but sheer need and adoration in those green eyes for me. Then, without breaking our gaze, he lowers down into the water and places his head between my legs.

"O-oh...oh f-f-fuck" My voice quivers as he works magic and my head falls back, my hips tilting forward, needing more searching for the warmth of him desperately. He chuckles against my flesh and it nearly sends me into a spiral of ecstasy before he slows down and I look down to catch him watching me.

"You like this?" He asks, pulling away before biting the inside of my thigh as he presses his fingers into me.

"Hell yes." I gasp, "Yes.... please don't stop,"

I am a begging puddle of water in need of more of him, all of him, and he knows it. His fingers disappear and his hands glide up my outer thighs, gripping me tight as he yanks me into his face, a ravenous sound coming from between my legs as they shudder.

My hand reaches for his beautiful head of hair, twisting into his brown locks, holding him in place. Then he stops, tearing away, wiping his face as he tugs me down from the ledge, leaving me blinking and distraught.

“What happened? Did I do something wrong?” I ask, reaching for his face, searching him for anything, then he grins mischievously.

"I want you to ask me if you can come." He whispers, and I scoff. Recalling the way I made him beg me for it when I was punishing him.

"And what did I do to deserve such punishment?" I ask him and he lets out a laugh.

"I am not punishing you, my love. But I am asking that we can redo our mating. We finish together at once and we remark each other." He says.

I knit my brows together, reaching out and stroking his cheek, my heart filling with unbridled love. Our initial mating, though satisfying, was less than what it should have been. We have come so far from then, grown so much as a pair, as an alpha and a luna.

"Why?" I ask him, needing to know his answer.

"Because I love you." He shrugs,

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rising from the tub with me in his arms. He sets me down, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me before he turns and looks me in the eye. "trust you, and in the off chance that something happens when shit goes down, I want to feel your fresh mark, not Lauren's bite, on my neck."

“Say no more.” I whisper, taking his hand and pulling him to me.

My hands fly up over his neck as I pull him down and close the gap between our lips. I consume the words he spoke, hungrily devouring every breath he gives me as I slip my tongue into his mouth.

He growls, the towel he has just placed on me slipping away as he lifts me up and walks me to the bathroom counter, pressing my ass onto the cold granite.

My legs wrap around his waist as he lines up, and then he presses my shoulder back as I lean into the walt mirror behind me. He eyes up my bare breasts, his tongue flicking out to lick his lips like a beast's eyes up its Then he grips my hips and thrusts into me with a roaring grunt.

"Fuck!" I cry out, the pleasure and surprise of him filling me suddenly overwhelming as I gasp and my hands fly out to hold me up.

"Look at me," He says, driving into me again, his hand slipping between us as he strokes me and gently rolls his hips, grinding up and into me. "I am yours."

I tilt my head, a small smile on my lips before he hits a glorious spot and my face contorts in ecstasy.

"You are mine." I whisper, my eyes closed.

He lifts me, holding me close to his

chest as I bounce gently while he moans and carries us to the bed. He crawls onto the bed, his back hitting the comforter as he holds me on top of him I sit up, straddling him and I drop onto him, rolling my hips. My hands slip up to my wet hair as I twist it up and hold it above my head.

"Let me know when you are close so I can mark you," I whisper to him. His hands explore my body, the zip of the mate bond flying through my

nerves.

"You are in charge, my queen." He says, his eyes full of passionate blaze when he gasps and strokes my center as I ride him. "Make me when you please."

The second the rods leave his mouth, I lean forward, my teeth sinking into his neck as he returns the favor. Our bodies convulse his arms, pulling me impossibly close as we both shudder and moan. As I pull away, I feel lightheaded, a darkness dotting my eyes as I slump to the side.

"Shit, Colette," Merikh mutters, yanking me to his chest as my breathing grows ragged and I try to look at him. "What the fuck is happening?" "I don't feel very well," I tell him, my hands growing cold, and my heartbeat slowing down.

As quickly as the wave came on, it disappeared. My heart beat kicking up and my body growing hot once again. I shake my head, sitting up straight and heaving for air. Merikh watches me with unfiltered worry.

"What is it?" He asks, and I touch my forehead.

"I don't know, but it's gone now," I mutter. "I feel better."

"I do too..." Merikh says, his brows pulled together as he touches his neck. "I mean, I feel better than I have since Lauren bit me."Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.