4.4-Wild

“So stunning,” Magnus whispers on my lower lips with a kiss.

Staring into my eyes, he takes his hand, cupping my breast. Squeezing it just enough, he leans in for the kiss finally. Soft at first but deepening to lustful, quickly, with a hand in my hair pulling it.

I return his kiss, inviting his tongue inside. My hands lightly clawing at his shoulders, I longed for him to do more. Releasing my hair, he moves his hand down my side to pull me closer to him. My core is pulsing with excitement as his body’s throb teases me. This feels good, and like the run, I so much need it.

Magnus breaks our kiss abruptly with a growl. Only to plunge his mouth at my neck, sliding down to my chest. His warm tongue, sucking on my free breast with care. I gasped as he lightly sucked on my nipple, nibbling and pinching it. I can feel my core swelling with arousal now. He further moves down with his mouth, releasing both breasts.

On his knees in front of me, he hooks his fingers into the elastic of my pants, pulling them down quickly, all while looking up at me with his hungry yellow eyes. I step out and kick them to the side, still leaning against the door, waiting.

“You are so beautiful, Kimarhi.” He says, kissing my stomach and parting my legs at the thighs.

He lowers his face to my core with one final look at me. His wet mouth parts my folds. His tongue moved wildly, playing at my clit. The pleasure of his mouth at my core is so warm and hungry.

Roughly he braces my ass and hips with his hands. I curl my fingers in his hair and moan in delight. I lift a leg over his shoulder, giving him more of me. He growls in approval and continues his oral assault. Moving his hand from my hip, he glides a finger into my pulsing core.

“More. It’s not enough.” I plead, thrusting my pelvis at him.

He adds a second at my request and begins fingering me vigorously. I feel the pressure building. I’m so close to my first orgasm.

“YES!” A roaring purr bellows out of me, and I feel him humming a smile as he continues.

“Faster, Magnus, I need it,” I beg, and he picks up his pace with a greedy fever. Magnus’s hand and mouth are in perfect sync, he’s getting me there, and I want more. I want him.

‘MY QUEEN! WE ARE BEING ATTACKED OUTSIDE PIER ELEVEN.’ Theo’s voice screams in my head, breaking all hope of my climax.

“Fucking hell! Stupid sons of...!” I scream out angrily, pushing Magnus away.

“I’m sorry, Kimarhi. Did I hurt you?” Magnus stutters from the floor, cutting me off; he looks defeated and hurt.

“NO, not you! Shadow clan! Those bastards are at Pier 11!” I yell, not meaning to be angry at him.

I open the door hurriedly, taking it off its hinges, and it slams to the floor beside Magnus. Not bothering to dress, I shift and begin running. I can sense Magnus on my heels, showing courage by not staying back.

‘Keep up, Warrior. Training is over! Be ready for anything, and don’t get killed! Maybe, we can finish what you started!’ Looking at his lion form, running hard, he’s turning me on again.

‘Yes, Kimarhi!’ He replies proudly, and we huff it to help with the battle.

Coming up to the pier, we see several lions and wolves already engaged with a few Shadow Clan intruders. A flier trills overhead, signaling more are coming for us to be alert.

‘Take my left flank, and let’s get this done,’ I roar through the link to Magnus.

‘With pleasure, My Queen.’ he replies, taking his position.

Pairing up, we stride into battle, taking on four enemy wolves now leaping toward us. Magnus fights with two while the other two team up on me. Easily deflecting their first attacks, I take out one with a fierce bite to the throat, ripping it out. He shifts back, hitting the ground. I stride over to the other and finish him, slashing his face and throat open.

Also in lion form, Theo springs from a tree down onto a shadow wolf about to attack one of our sentry warriors. I hear his thunderous roar as he claims his kill quickly.

“My Queen, they are retreating.” Magnus blares over the link running past me.

He points his blood-stained muzzle toward the few Shadow Wolves escaping to the shores. No doubt they were getting ready to leave now. We sprinted to the tree line only to hear a foghorn bellow in the distance.

‘Warriors enemies inbound for the shore, stay alert.’ Opening Pride link and feeling for the multiple warriors in the area.

‘Keep an eye out and find their ships!’ Now signaling the fliers above, I close the link with a huff.

Getting to the shore, we see multiple lions pacing at the water’s edge, roaring at nothing. We failed in capturing anyone today, but I’m sure we wounded their pride.

After the attack, Theo and I looked over our wounded, a total of eight shifters with minor injuries and two majorly injured. They might take a month to recover, but Helena and a healer are working fast to help them. Of the shadow clan, warrior reports come in; we killed eight but wounded more.

“This could have been worse,” Theo states flatly, seeing Helena with the warriors.

“I know. I feel the summit will bring even more attacks,” I reply sadly.

My heart sinks at the image of my injured warriors. One looks to be fading fast. He’s missing a limb, and his shoulder is torn from the socket. What did they use to do this?

“We should ask the other clans to send forward scouts to protect the summit. And reach out to the Nomads. I believe they are on Wolf Island.” Theo suggests, hoping they can help.

“Agreed, send a flier to each clan, make sure they take extra precautions, and use the outposts. They can return home with the troops.” I say as we begin walking back to the clan house in silence.

“I noticed Magnus at the battle. Taking that, ‘I will show him how,’ seriously, huh? “Theo makes air quotes of my earlier statement.

“Not now, Theo,” My tone is sharp and honest, “there are more important things to discuss than my dalliance with a warrior.”

Theo’s eyes bulged from his head. Dammit, did I break my own rule? Theo’s smug look from my comment annoys me, and now he knows a name.

“Hey, I was talking about his training, but apparently, your mind is in the gutter.” His silly tone is not improving my mood, and he is acting too much like my brother.

“Theo, just do your job, and while you’re at it, make Magnus an official warrior. He did well to prove himself tonight, killing two by my side. That is all.” Snarling at him, storming off to my room to shower and rest.

Theo knows about our ravenous needs and can’t hold this against me. Besides, we occasionally bumped pelvises before he met Helena. I felt guilty for a time after they met, but being young and horny, Helena didn’t care. My brother was the only one who knew until I confessed to her.

Still in need, aching to get my frustration out. Battles always do this to me. But, after my slip with Theo, I deny myself from calling on Magnus. The summit is bringing out the crazy, and I still can’t shake the feeling that something else is coming. I shrug it off as my pent-up nerves and sleep.