Traded To The Lycan King

"Merikh POV

My b*dy vibrates with her touch, my lycan damn near purring as her soft lips move against mine. It's like the celebration dinner all over again, my b*dy giving in where I know I should pull back, but I can't. Not t I am forever wrapped up in everything Colette.

Her hands are warm from the water as they glide up my heaving chest, wrapping around my n*ck. My b*dy shivers under her touch and I k*ss her deeper, unable to breathe the air around me, only her.

My hand tangles in her wet hair as I tilt her chin up, giving me better access to explore her mouth. My other

hand slides down her wet back, my thumb looping into the back of her bikini bottoms. The rest of my palm rests over

the fabric.

I crave grabbing a handful of her ass, dragging her b*dy up me and

spreading her little legs around my waist. But Colette isn't someone you fling around, not like that. Not yet. She's a delicate flower, a water lily that needs time and so long as this is what we do with that time... I can manage. For a short while.

She moans as she tries to tug me closer, her b*dy rolling against mine with a delicious vibration that only serves the purpose of making everything harder. Like pulling away from her and, well...me, clearly. "Colette," I murmur against her lips.

She hums in acknowledgement and then she moves her head to my cheek, k*ssing my face before moving to my ear. Her breathing is like a feather over my ears and it makes me shiver as a hungry moan slip

I walk her back, trying to find something to press her against. I can't have her, not the way I crave, but I sure as shit can't stop this moment. Right now, it's the only thing keeping me breathing. The second I pul A knock sounds at the door and ignore it. f**k them. I don't care who it is or what they

want. Right now I'm servicing my queen. The knock grows louder and Colette must finally hear it as she tears away, covering her lips. and looking away. She is hiding again from me, her shell quickly coming ba

"What?" I growl at the door. Who ever it is could have easily used the mindlink,

"Alpha, I have come from the council with the official decision on your appeal to-"

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"Yes, I will be with you in a moment." I grit out, taking a step away from

Colette who looks at me, lips parted and red. Her hair is a mess with her innocent eyes wide in shock, watching me. I tilt my head, drinking in the view. "Exquisite," I breathe. I reach out, cupping her cheek, dragging the pad of my thumb over her lips. "I will see your

tonight,"

"I thought you said you would be working late," she murmurs in a daze.

"You should get dressed and rest. The healing waters can only do so much, but

seen before. For a moment, I think she will say something, but she doesn't. Instead, she closes her mo "Okay. I'll see you in a bit." She bites her lip as

I want to deny the pull to her, I can't. Be it the second chance bond or just who she is, I am falling hard

reservations.

I sigh, releasing

move to the chair, grabbing my towel and changing my clothing, while Colette looks' away, her innocence still intact, as I grin to

council waiting for me. His unnatural looking silver hair flows down past

sent a messenger! get

I nod and he grins, walking next to me

see you again, Alpha," he bows his

my appeal was once again

I have repealed the ruling that landed our kind ostracized by the council that

share those details,

grumble, running my hands through my hair. "Yeah, I know the damn

says, looking at me and I know he sees the redness of my

from my

time with Colette.

I ask, keeping my little luna a secret from him for now. She is my secret weapon, one I am not ready to

that your kind has..." He pauses, looking for the

I scoff. "I believe that is the word you are

sliding his hands into his matching blue pants. "Interesting way to put it alpha. I was going to say anchor. Someone to keep you grounded. To reach you when you are otherwi unreachable. If you understand

other halves." I frown. "There is

the council, nor are they notorious for acting out before thinking. Your kind, however..." he falls off, knowing I know where

acknowledge that. I turn, pushing my office door open and motioning

asks. He pulls an envelope from the breast pocket, placing it on the desk, and I see the same seal I always

I frown. The dickhead who keeps fighting me, even

have been fulfilled and time served. He has it out for us, not

He watches me with a glimmer of amusement. "You know the rules. He has some time left to

leader."

kinds term, I should be at that seat." I

"If your

great grandfather was not one for the rules and the