The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 55

Fifty-Five: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Natalie walked quickly, her damp workout clothes stuck to her body, drawing me in. What had started out as the best day of my life had been soured by my little sister. It put me in such a bad mood that even my guards put more distance between us. I was half tempted to say fuck it to all the work I had to do today and go deal with the bear now.

There was no need to wait for dinner. It would only ruin the meal when I would inevitably spill his blood.

The only thing stopping me was that I knew Natalie would be livid when she heard about it. The damn woman was my heart and in turn, seemed to have become my conscious. I loved and hated it at the same time.

Before her, I would have no qualms about ending a life. Now, I was second- guessing everything. I had two of my people locked up in the dungeons when I previously would have killed them, or at the very least, ripped out their tongues, and a bear wandering around the outside of my city.

The longer I thought about it, the angrier it made me. My skin itched, and I felt uncomfortable as I was consumed by the need to draw blood.

So, I returned to the castle before I gave into temptation and slaughtered and skinned the beast that had tarnished my sister’s reputation.

But as soon as I saw the Goddess walking away from me, my mind was silenced. I trailed after her like a lost puppy, enjoying the rhythmic way her body swayed as she strode purposefully to our room. My mate. My Natalie.

Never before had I craved anything more than blood when I was in one of these moods, but seeing her had my mouth watering for something else. I forgot about everything that didn’t involve me sinking deep into her and claiming her as mine.

I stormed after her, a man on a mission, catching her in the hallway that led to our room. My guards dispersed as soon as we had reached the castle, and her guards dipped their heads and moved back the way we had come to guard her from the entryway at the end of the hallway.

back was against the wall. A smile fell

chest puff in happiness that I

groaned as it skimmed over my mark on her skin. Her soft, delicate skin. ‘Interestingly enough, now that I have you

the wall until they were pressed against me as she moaned. “What do

closer to her. My teeth nipped at her ear lobe, and her hands grabbed my white dress shirt in response. Her

mouth back down and nibbled on the sensitive and raw mark on her neck. The

wild. I had used my tongue, my cock, and my mark to bring her to the point of tears last

around us to witness my crude actions. But even then, I had the feeling from

her naked but me. It was hard enough having my people witness her in her skin-tight yoga pants and tank tops as

eyes would trail after her and over her everywhere she went. Even a

the next mating mixer, I would take her to the center of the room and claim her for all to see. They

her, just as I did, but wouldn’t be able

my people wouldn’t mind. Fucking in public wasn’t taboo, but she wasn’t ready for that, and

me. I wanted to claim her in front of everyone. I wanted to show off how fucking responsive and submissive she was to me. But I knew right after, I would want to kill everyone around us for laying their

better for my mental sanity and their want to live for me to

her scream loud enough in private that the

her collar, over her rapidly rising chest to the top of her tank top. Her eyes were locked on me as my

sides, exposing her breasts and pebbled nipples. Goosebumps covered her chest even though she still had beads of sweat forming and ready to fall from her workout. Her hands released my

Fuck, she tasted sweet.

gently nibbled on her nipple, watching with

as my thumbs dipped into the front of her pants had my already