Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan Chapter 42

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 42 One Night

Tanya’s POV:

I’m a little stunned to speak upon realizing that the Messenger Mage who has been listening to me, has been Marco all along.

‘But- but how,” I stutter.

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And although it is Marco who replies back to me, it’s the voice of the Messenger Mage that I hear as it flows past his lips. “Greetings Tanya! It’s incredibly lovely to finally meet you from beyond the veil!” I blink in surprise, the tone and mannerisms, not at all a reflection of Marco’s nature.

He seems to notice this. “Oh so sorry! I should’ve introduced myself first, I’m Marco’s wolf,” Marco starts to cough and cannot help but roll his eyes, seemingly speechless at his wolf’s mannerisms. Then a different male voice exits his vocal chords. “I’m Manuel,” the voice sounds rich and smooth, matching the polite greeting he offers me.

“Nice to meet you, Manuel,” and while I am delighted to meet him, I finally realize he has been pretending to be the Messenger Mage. My eyes grow wide, as a rosy, red shade of embarra*s*sment flushes my cheeks.

“Does this mean you’ve both known my secrets all along?” Marco nods.

“About our first night together?” He nods.

“Your birthday?” He nods again.

you also enf*orc*e the fixture of the streetlights outside too?”

been here every

for all my chaotic thoughts and doubtful worries, Marco steps towards me. He silences my stuttering with his

I don’t fall for people easily,” now it is fully Marco speaking, as he gently places a hand on my arm, pulling me closer with a fierce tug. “The more time we spent together, the more I got to see that your heart is truly pure. Your kindness, your honesty. I’m surrounded

in my life that shows me true genuine love and loyalty. Not for money, or for power, or my fame. Just simply because you care for me. And I’ve fallen deeply in love with you because of this.” Even while confessing his love to me, Marco’s tone maintains its strength, filled with conviction and certainty. He’s made his decision, and whereas before I never knew what to think, right now, I don’t doubt a single word that leaves his lips. There’s a silence that hangs in the air between us,

I feel about u…”

of his lips tug upwards into a playful smile. “Then I don’t need

words, he gives little warning as he pulls me in close, suddenly

remember getting home. Much of the walk back has been a blur. I now stand in our doorway, a nervousness bubbling within, while a deep urge to kiss Marco again rushes upon me. Almost as if reading my thoughts, Marco places a hand against my back, guiding me both gently and a*s*sertively into his

click shut. I sense him quietly come up behind me, his slow shallow breaths indicating he’s inches away from my neck. I can tell his waiting, calmly reading my body language, despite his ability to always take what’s his.

pulls back, searching the air behind it for his. Finally, his hand intertwines with mine, and I gracefully move it over and onto my shoulder, and press back into him. Marco hums in approval, and goes ahead, placing soft sensual kisses behind my ear, and trailing down my nape and to my collar bone. So

events to roll off my back, leaning my neck as his subtle kisses grow longer and more intense. Soon I feel his fingers playing with the hem of my shirt. I follow his needs

so beautiful,” he

smile as I lean in for another kiss, his

to counteract our height differences. I’m understandably desperate to unveil the skin beneath his shirt. But before I can, Marco taps my needy hands away with a chuckle.

doesn’t ask, and I don’t need him too. He easily unclasps the buckle of my bra, and I let it drop to the floor. He observes me for a minute, and although a sense

round him, my legs trusting the strength of his arms as he carries me to the bed, setting me

down to press soft kisses on my exposed mounds. They’re of average size, proportioned to my smaller body. But Marco finds no trouble indulging in what they had to offer. I somewhat knew of the enjoyment they gave him, what I didn’t expect was the sensual elation that his nibbling would offer

wave of bliss, unintentionally running my fingers through his velvety blonde locks, playing with his glossy curls, ever so gently tugging so his mouth is

“Lean back baby.”

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