The Lycan’s Human Mate

Upon hearing the comment, a smile left my face. “Once my parents and sister arrived here, I doubt I would visit this place again anytime soon.”

“I thought you hadn’t told your family where you were.”

“I informed Mom I was taking a break, and evidently my sister knew this place because her husband was the one who gave a contact here, so they’re coming here,”

“For what reason though? Wait, did they know you and Anthony broke up?”

I felt my heart drop at the mention of the name. Even his name brought pain to my heart. Eight years was not a brief period of time, and throughout that time I did give him all of myself out of love.

I took a big breath and said, “I didn’t tell them yet”

“Oh, you poor thing. I-”

I heard a knock on the other line as Anna came to a stop.

“Yes? Come in” Anna said.

And I patiently waited while listening.

“I’m sorry Miss Anna, may I speak with you?”

The voice was not Anna’s, and I’m certain that a teacher or another student visited her office for Anna to stop talking.

“Of course, just a sec.”

A door shutting can be heard.

“I will call you back, okay? I’m sorry, but I have to speak with this student right away. Love you, girl”

“All OK, no problem”

Anna ended the call. Satisfied with my partially dried hair, I set the hair dryer down on the table. I lowered my gaze to my phone, wondering whether I should call my parents. I grabbed my phone and got to my feet. When my stomach began to grumble in hunger, I stopped myself from calling my sister’s number. The need to eat has just set in, making me feel as though I am now hungry. It was already 1 in the afternoon and I basically skipped breakfast and lunch.

With the predetermined intention of returning to the cabin to eat, I bit my lower lip and slipped the phone into my black purse. And I could have done that by having Traian drive me back. At the moment, all I want is food.

I made my way across the room to the door, but as soon as I opened it, the man I had just given myself up to last night and this morning was there. His arms are folded over his chest as he leans against the wall.

His shirt strained on his body, exposing the outlines of his solid muscles. I can’t help but fix my attention on the veins in his hand and those strong, hard muscles as his biceps flex. I remember feeling how smooth it was and the feeling of strength on those arms while he held my hips and…..

Traian stalked towards me, a grin on his lips, saying, “Continue staring, Love. I enjoy the idea of taking you right here.”

I felt myself blush like a teenager at how obviously of me ogling him. With each stride he takes ahead, I take a step backward. “I’m-I’m not staring, stop being so….. ”

However, it is evident that the door will cage me. Still sporting a smug look on his attractive face, he leaned in closer. Being reluctant to look him in the eyes, I forced myself to hold my breath and instead focused on his nose. My chest crushed against his as I felt his hands around my waist and pulled me inexplicably closer.

I raised my eyes only to see his blue solid eyes and before I could look away, he spoke.

He whispered in a low, husky voice, “Look away again and I’ll add it to the list of your punishments.” I felt the need to awaken in me, wetness settled on my center, aching to be touched again by him. My nipples hardened and my heart raced.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them, the same desire was there that I had noticed the last night. I could feel his member, which was thick and firm, prodding at my stomach as his hands tightened around my waist.

“Fuck, you’re making it difficult for me to resist going back to my bed and ravaging you once more and burying myself deep within you, Love.”

I gripped his shirt tighter in response to his direct remarks. Instinctively, I buried my face in his chest to hide the fact that his profane comments had caused my face to grow crimson and to avoid being more embarrassed.

His chest vibrated with his hearty chuckle, which I found to be very comforting. It resonated throughout the hallway.

He added, “And she blushed again,” and his lips kissed my head as his hands pulled me in close to his chest.

I felt comfortable and content as soon as his musky scent enveloped me. My lips curved up in a smile.

I murmured to his chest, “I’m starving.”

He drew me away from him while holding my shoulders gently before bending down till we were face to face.

“There’s a reason why I hide my face,” I quickly remarked.

With that smirk on his lips, he questioned, “What is that reason? I want to know, you’re hungry for what?”

I started to respond, “I-,” but he cut me off by putting his hand on my stomach, moving it teasingly lower until it was so close to my wet and needy center.

His lips were just a few inches away from mine as he leaned even closer. “I need clarifications, love.”

I gulped and licked my lips, wanting his hand to touch me there. But I hold myself to say it.

“I-I want food” I quickly said in one breath, gazing down at her lips and unknowingly parting my own.

He nodded, and just when I thought he would turn away, his hands lowered and touched my center. I was completely exposed underneath the sweatpants, and when he cups me there, I could feel the heat of his skin.

My fingers grab his biceps out of the blue as I gasp. I could feel how wetter I was becoming as he moved his fingers back and forth, producing friction.

“Traian-” I moaned, but he didn’t wait for a second before he claimed my lips in a hungry and needy kiss while his finger stroked my clit through the fabric. My groan was masked by the kiss. He bit my lower lip causing me to part it and he immediately thrust his tongue.

My grip on his arms tightened as he continued to stroke me. I felt that I was close but he suddenly removed his finger and tore his mouth away from mine. With swollen lips, I gasped for air. He put his face in my neck, sniffed me, and moved his hand inside my shirt to caress my stomach. But my denied orgasm continued to torment me.

“Traian, please”

He laughed as he backed away from me. And my God, he was gorgeous. “Kitten, that’s one of your punishments.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.