The Blessed And The Beast

Twenty-Nine: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V.

Pure bliss.

I didn’t care that we had an audience. I didn’t care that Tobias was marking me out of jealousy from Cyrus’s closeness. Tobias had told me before he left that he would claim me when I got home, and whether it was as soon as I crossed the border or if it had been a week from now, it would have happened eventually.

How and when were of no consequence to me. I wanted it.

Tobias wasn’t a romantic man. He was dominant and possessive, and placing his claim on me in front of everyone suited him. I wouldn’t have asked for it another way. I loved that his feelings for me were so strong that he couldn’t control himself. Oh, Goddess. I wanted to see him lose control. All control.

I had been dreaming of the day that he let loose and fucked me like a wild beast. That day was coming, and when it did, so would I. 1

My nails dug into his skin as I held him to me, my forehead against his chest, and my eyes closed as I felt the bond forming between us. He chose me.

My body trembled with pleasure from the most intense orgasm I had ever received, and I was ready to ditch my new companion, strip down, and climb on top of my mate.

The word made my mind spin. Mate. He was my mate. His chosen mate, but still just as important in the eyes of his kind and the goddess. Nothing could keep us apart now, and knowing that this meant that I could finally have all of him made my clit throb in excitement.

He had ensured we would be together for the rest of our lives by marking me.

The man I loved had chosen me to be with for the rest of his life. It felt unreal.

His large, beastly form held me possessively to him as I came down from my high. The feeling of him pressed against me drew out the waves of pleasure pulsing through my body. I was wildly aware of the wetness between my legs, sure to have soaked through my panties and possible to have dampened my jeans.

Even in his Lycan form, I was ready to jump him. One day, I would try it.

My lips parted against the rough skin of his chest, and I could feel him hard against my stomach. I couldnt help myself as I pulled back to glance down. My curiosity spurred me on. Everything about him in this form was larger and harder than when he was in his skin.

bigger than before, hanging heavily between us. The skin of it was slightly darker and matched his Lycan, but the pulsing veins and

Lycans before, but they usually were fucking a woman in her fur, slamming into her like a wild animal. I had never seen anyone in their skin be fucked by someone in the Lycan form, but I

my eyes away from the delicious monster between us to the glowing red of my mate’s eyes. Til make sure everyone knows exactly who this pussy belongs

dipped his and ran his tongue over my new mark. It was euphoric,

headspace to respond. My only thought was, 768, Tobias did own

me one reason why I shouldn’t make this guy watch as I fuck you into the ground before

back of his neck to keep our bodies flush together. His deep, raspy growl caused my desire to pool between my

Kill who?

was talking about as his hold around me

than finally having my man inside me. He could kill anyone he

the moment. It was probably good that she did. I had forgotten entirely about Cyrus, and based on the uncomfortable look on his face, he was not enjoying the scene before him. “Why don’t you come with me, and we will get you all

were trained on me, telling me to remember my promise and that I had a

staying with me as the one who had promised him protection and going with her

stepping back from Tobias. But as soon as I spun around, he pulled me back to his chest.

to my neck again, licking at my mark and causing me to push my hips back against him instinctively. I cleared my throat. “This is Tobias, my mate. Tobias, this is Cyrus, my cousin. He is

everyone within earshot to hear it. It would explain why a random man was around, and I hoped the relationship would explain how powerful he felt. Male witches, or spell casters as he preferred to call himself, had never existed before. At least, I had never

I was lying about having a blood relation to Cyrus. He wouldn’t be baring his teeth at the spell caster as the lanky man

for him to walk into the castle. Killian and Natalie stood by the front door, and Cyrus dipped into a low bow as he greeted them. They were smiling widely but didn’t seem to care about the visitor. Their eyes were on me,

would have stopped

one of the guest rooms,” Aurora said, giving me a knowing look before glancing at Tobias over

body around me had me ready

me he was comfortable with that plan and more than likely just wanted to get away

had taken me a day to convince Cyrus that he would be safe in the castle. I knew Aurora and Natalie would protect him. As long as he was here and people assumed he was

you in a few hours for dinner.” I offered. Cyrus nodded, his shoulders relaxed as he began looking around. He knew the rules. I wanted him to stay in the castle at