Chapter 16 Do You Want To Do It With Me
Kathryn’s POV:
Lucian gazed intently at me and asked in a husky voice, “Did you grab me just now because you wanted to do it with me?”
I was at a loss for words. Could it be that the hard thing I grabbed hold of just now was his… What the f*ck! How can this guy get aroused anytime, anywhere?
I hardly knew what to say in response. “I was just reminding you not to let the housekeepers come to my side! Has lust consumed your mind? You seem to relate everything to that!”
“Mm-hmm. I want to do it. Don’t you?” He guided my hand downward, settling it on his prominent arousal.
My face instantly flushed red. “You! We’re getting divorced, so why would I want to do it with you!”
He studied me for a few seconds, and the fog clouding his eyes gradually lifted. Then, he rolled out of bed and said, “Let’s get some sleep.”
After he finished speaking, he strode straight out. Fine, leave! I couldn’t care less where he goes. I pulled the covers over my head and drifted off to sleep.
Oddly enough, as I tossed and turned in bed, I started to feel increasingly warm, and a surge of desire pulsated deep between my thighs. Why do I want it so much tonight… Could it be that the induction injection I took a few days ago is just starting to take effect now?
I closed my eyes and bit down on my lower lip as my fingers traced a path down my body, gliding across my chest and continuing their descent.
During my last intimate encounter with Lucian the previous month, his rough, calloused fingers had traced patterns on my skin. He had whispered suggestive words in my ear, eliciting moans from me. His body next to mine, his hand… between my legs.
The moment my fingers slipped into my underwear, I gasped as pleasure coursed toward my throbbing core.
I could not help but reminisce about everything he had once done to me in bed. His touch had been both rough yet gentle, his scent assertive yet sweet.
He would kiss me as his fingers traced circles around my most sensitive area. His fingers would seek out my entrance, slowly stretching it until it could just barely accommodate him. He—
“You look like you need me.” His voice echoed in my car, and my eyes flew open.
I did not know how long Lucian had been standing by the bed. Our eyes met. His eyes shimmered with—
Chapter 16 Do You Want To Do It With Me
He knelt beside my bed, leaning forward, and propped himself up on my mattress with his elbow. A smile played on his lips as he asked, “Do you want it?”
It seemed like an invitation, and he was delivering it personally.
My mind was in a haze. All I had was one thought—I desired him with a wild and relentless longing!
I got up and perched on the edge of the bed. Reaching out, I wrapped my arms around his neck and offered him my lips.
A low growl escaped from his throat as his lips fiercely intertwined with mine.
He circled one of his arms around my waist, drawing me closer to him. Quickly, his hand slid downward, gripping my hips and pulling my lower body even nearer. I could feel his evident arousal.
Then, he climbed onto the bed and pinned me down onto the soft mattress. My body sunk into the covers as he pressed against me.
I trembled beneath him, clutching at his hair as moans escaped my lips. His hard length grazed against the inside of my thigh and rubbed against my intimate area.
He growled softly, his lips moving against mine. As he pushed his tongue into my mouth and twirled it around my own, I could discern the taste of vanilla from his mouth. I loved it.
His fingers slid along my thigh, his body pressing against mine. I could feel his length and thickness.
He’s so big. My underwear was soaked through from my arousal, and the scent of hormones filled the air around us.
Lucian let out a deep moan, then lowered his head to kiss my lips once more. “You’re exquisitely sweet, my Luna.”
He pulled away, and his mouth gradually trailed downward, nipping at me gently from time to time. My slip dress slid off as I subconsciously arched my upper body and offered my breasts to him.
His eyes turned a deep crimson as he began sucking on my bosom like a wild beast. A faint sensation of pain radiated from my nipples, and I could not help thinking that he must have bitten through them.
“Lucian,” I moaned, my fingers fiercely gripping his hair. I moved my hips passionately, rubbing my cloth-covered intimate area against his substantial masculinity.
My lower body began to quiver with anticipation, yearning for his touch.
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We pulled into the superstore parking lot and hopped out. But Jora just kept talking. “The council then tried to argue that it would be unnecessary for him to be that involved in the process, so that every girl has the same starting point, but the king disagreed. He turned on them. Clair sent me a video.” We were walking into the store when Jora handed me his phone. He clicked the play button, and Toya and Wendy crowded behind me to watch.
Rowan was just turned to face the mob of men behind him, and you could tell he was agitated. “What do you mean, I shouldn’t be involved in the selection? It’s my f*cking mate we are choosing here.” Clair had to adjust her body, I am assuming, to keep the phone hidden. “Why should I let you all choose my mate without any of my input? Did you think I was just going to fall in line? Did you assume I would just accept any woman you choose that is under your thumb and happily make her my queen?” Rowan turned and walked away from the trembling men. You could tell they were pissed that he wasn’t falling in line.
“You can’t do this.” One councilman screamed, and Rowan turned.
“You keep forgetting this is my life. I am king. You are just my council, and I am really getting f*cking tired of you trying to control everything I do. It is not your job to control me, it is your job to counsel me, and the fact that you all keep pushing the envelope is making me really question if you are still necessary.”
A stillness settled over the group of men. “What are you saying?” I could hear the threat in the words.
“I’m saying you were put in place in case the worst happened to my father when I was too young to figure things out. And it did. The worst happened. My father passed away, and I was left alone with you guiding me… But…”
“But what?” One of them stepped forward, and Rowan’s eyes tightened.
“But I am no longer a pup confused about how to rule my kingdom.” Rowan turned and left them speechless. The video cut off, and we were stuck there wondering what we just watched.
I was the first to break the silence. “Stupid man.” I handed Jora back his phone as panic wrapped around my throat.
“What?” Jora tucked his phone away and followed us.
“He just put a target on his back. Bigger than it was before.” Toya wiped her face. “They will gun for him harder now.”
“Exactly.” Wendy confirmed, and the panic felt like it started to strangle me.
“How did he do that?” Jora followed behind, like a good guard.
I wiped at the sweat that had beaded on my forehead. I had to calm myself down. Before I could worry about Rowan, I needed to handle my attack. “He is challenging them. Showing his intention early.” I hurried towards the vegetables. “Now what we have to decide is if he did it on purpose to pull the attention away from something, or if he allowed his anger to speak for him.”
Toya and Wendy stopped dead. “Do you think he would do it on purpose?”
I bobbed my head back and forth. “He might feel like they were getting too close to finding something out he wanted to keep hidden, or to pull attention away from someone. I could see him doing that because he was worried. But…”
Jora came closer. “But?”
“But I can also see him getting so angry that he said it without really thinking it through. He is a Lycan, and while they are obviously not Immortal, they are stronger than the average wolf. And Rowan is the strongest man I have ever met.” Toya caught up with me as I stopped in front of the herbs.
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“But he isn’t stupid.” She grabbed for the rosemary.
“No… no he’s not.” I grabbed some thyme, and we grew quiet. Rowan was keeping things secret, and now I had to figure out a way to protect him.
But first, I needed to figure out what was killing my wolves. I looked over at Toya. “Grab everything. I don’t know when I will have to make another chicken.”
Wendy perked up. “I had an idea on our way here.”
We all turned to her. “What?” I dropped things into the cart Jora went and grabbed. “Thank you.” He smiled and nodded.
“My mate always forgets the cart and then gets more than she expected.”
“Why don’t we get you a countertop herb garden?” Wendy pulled out her phone.
“A what?”
“Here.” She handed me her phone to a photo of a product from the store. It was a small plastic tray with small holes down the length of it and an expanding arm that suspended a light over the tray. “Each hole is for a small cup of soil. It will grow an herb in each hole, and you will have your own supply whenever you need it.”