I talk about my day as Lyros eats.I don’t have much to talk about, but I improvise as he eats and I slip in a few enthusiastic questions here and there. When I ask if I'm being a bother by talking too much, he tells me he likes the sound of my voice and I can talk all I want.Lyros finishes his helping of the first dish and I have barely touched mine.I open the second one and I’m surprised to find it still steaming hot. Lyros catches the surprise in my eyes and chuckles against the drink he’s holding to his lips.“The plates are enchanted. It’s a special type of magic made through marks, imagine it as the language of the world.”I try to imagine that but find myself unable to. I mean I can, but wrapping my head around it proves to be a bit more difficult than Lyros makes it sound.“I’ve never heard of that kind of magic. I thought all magic must come from a host.”“What supplies that host magic?”My heart stutters and chills at the same time because Lyros has never engaged in a conv
Lyros kisses me slowly and passionately. It’s like all my thoughts melt when I am in his arms and right now, right now I am in his arms.I run my hands down the smooth fabric of the thin forest green shirt he’s wearing and it’s like I cannot get enough. The ridges of muscle on Lyros’s arms are strong.Every inch of his body is hard and hot. Not warm but hot.I groan against his lips as he bites my tongue lightly and the moon illuminates both our forms as the light filters in from the window. I feel like I'm burning inside myself and right now, Lyros’s body feels like the only thing that can cool me down.There’s not a spare inch of him that my hands do not itch to run across. Not one part of his muscles that I do not want to touch. For the first time in a while I feel something other than the need to please him during sex, and that is the need to be pleased myself.The promise of freedom has me feeling over enthusiastic and I want to go above and beyond to make Lyros feel things. I
Lyros stays in bed with me and I wake up to the feeling of his hard-on pressed against y ass. My body is tucked into his and he's spooning me.The warmth from his body and the feeling of him against me makes waking up feel harder than it is and I have to fight just so I can resist the urge to let out a moan or whimper.I move slightly and find my waist weighed down by a heavy sexily veined large arm.Oh, this is going to be hard.My legs feel like jelly and I can barely feel them.Images from last night pour in and heat builds up on my cheeks. No wonder I can't feel my legs.“Are you trying to do something naughty?”Lyros murmurs those words and my nipples harden as his hot breath hits my neck. I blanked out last night after the showers, but from the smell of the bedsheets and the air around us, I'd say he changed the bedsheets.“I wouldn’t want us to soak the bed again the way we did last night.”Lyros chuckles and leans into me. I can feel every ridge of muscle on his hot body and
For the rest of the morning, Raina fills me in on the happenings in the warrior’s barracks.When she dives deeper into details, my cheeks heat up and she laughs at me. “Come on! I’m sure you did worse with Lord Lyros.”I look away because yeah, I did do more, a lot more with Lyros, but we had a bed and four walls and a door. Having casual intercourse out in the open, in the open fields of the warrior’s barracks?I mean I can see how it would appeal to some people, but unfortunately, I am not some people. I like a bed on my back. The four walls of a room shutting me in and the world out, a hot shower right after and emphasis on the hot shower.I think I'd die without the hot shower.“Maybe I should ask Lyros to do it with me in the woods next time. Just for the added experience.”Raina shoots me a glance and she chuckles.“Alright Lady Adelaide. You have some maps to get back to, and I have a lot of other things on my plate so I can't really stay with you.”I grumble and groan but I k
Alizadeh is walking towards the door the minute I open it and he doesn’t say anything.My body feels hollowed out and my desire feels sated. Having sex with Adelaide in her memory state isn’t all I dreamed it’d be. I barely feel myself sometimes.It's more of a mental thing for me than it is for her, and I fear my want for her has made me rough with her in those memories.“It’s creepy how you would rather do this with her than find a woman around to do it with. She won’t be any wiser when she wakes.”I growl and he saunters past, striding confidently and unbothered by what I can do to him. He doesn’t stop speaking.“If you don’t want to fuck, then go train. It’ll help.”I’m sure half of Rafie’s court can hear us but they wouldn’t dare say a thing.Alizadeh is right though. The effort it takes to spread Adelaide out and slam into her might feel real in her memories, but in reality, my body just lay on the bed and I filled my pants with semen repeatedly.I have cleaned her up, and I alw
I place Adelaide on the bed and take in a whiff of this room.It still smells like me.Everything is the way we left it and the fortress is the same. The forests still bear the same trees they did, yet a lot has changed.I hand the maid at the door the list.She nods with understanding and walks out. I lay on the bed beside Adelaide, but I did not slip into her dream.I let myself stay out and I stare at the ceiling instead. I should have asked her to clean the drawing she made on it.How she got up there and positioned herself well enough to draw amazes me slightly. She has no power in her memories. Even if she tried to find any in herself, her mind is thoroughly convinced she does not have any.She is not that werewolf. The only power she has is that she’s mine, and she can play me how she wants.Adelaide, property of Lord Lyros, King of the North.I shift on the bed so I am facing her and the calm on her face echoes into my soul. Her eyes are closed, and her stark beauty is evident
I wake up with my head on Lyrsos’s chest and a stream of sunlight hits me on the face.His chest rises and falls and I notice it subtly at first, the fact that something has changed.The change is so subtle I almost do not feel it but it’s there and then it comes. The sun seems to burn brighter today.Hotter.I feel every wave of heat as it courses through the room and I feel every draft of air. I feel the slight dusting of hair on Lyros’s chest as I lay on it, and every strand of hair on my head seems to be alive.I’m…. awake.“Are you okay Adelaide?”Lyros’s voice rumbles in his chest as he speaks and something about it has a smile breaking out on my face. That smile falls the next minute as the memories of yesterday come back to haunt me.“Yes Lord Lyros. Yes, everything is fine.”If Lyros is convinced he doesn’t say so. He doesn’t make any indication of where his heart lies this morning and it hurts me. I went into the room again.I don’t know why.After a week of constantly havin
My first day, free from my curse, turns out to be a day the Lycan King just stays home with me.Lyros gets food brought up for us and he watches me eat. He asks me repeatedly what I think of the food, and my reply is the same each time.“The food is fine, honest. I’m sure I can cook something up for you if you want.”He doesn’t.He prefers looking at me and watching me eat.There is a crazed look in Lyros’s eyes and it leaves me worried each time I see it. I don’t know why, but I feel he’s taking extra care of me for a particular reason.A reason other than me being the one he loves to the sky and back and devotes his heart to.He said that.He actually said that.He looked me in the eye halfway through the second helping of porridge I was having and he smiled, his voice deep and raspy as he said, “I love you to the sky and back, Adelaide. Do you know that? I devote my heart to you.”It would be safe to say I choked on the food in my throat and Lyros laughed when he noticed that.Lord