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.

fixture of the streetlights outside too?” He

he’s been here

I can find the will to apologize for all my chaotic thoughts and doubtful worries, Marco steps towards me. He silences

closer with a fierce tug. “The more time we spent

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

know how I feel about

as the corner of his lips tug upwards into a playful smile.

as he pulls me in close, suddenly capturing

don’t 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

indicating he’s inches away from my neck. I can

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

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 with ease, reaching down to pull at it. Marco helps

beautiful,” he

lean in

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

close to my cleavage. This time he 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 of shyness looms beneath, I can’t help

tune with his movements, I don’t hesitate to wrap my arms round him, my legs trusting the strength of his arms as he carries me to

kisses on my exposed mounds. They’re of average size, proportioned to my smaller body. But Marco finds no trouble indulging in

running my fingers through his velvety blonde locks, playing with his glossy curls, ever so gently tugging so his mouth is plush against my chest. My head

“Lean back baby.”

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