All Chapters of The Lycan's Slave Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Miatta I woke up the next morning, feeling like a new being. It was true that we had gone at it for hours like the animals that we were, sex a new experience that I had found to be addictive. Perhaps it was that wonderful because I was having it with my mate but I wanted it no other way. His smell was all over me and my heart swelled with pride at what I had accomplished the previous night. He had left me come on top just once and I had worn his patience twice with my slow, deliberate movements until he had groaned out loud and turned the tables on me. We had made love, what, four or five times? I had lost count of my orgasms when I had woken up at dusk and found his head between my legs, eating me out until my eyes rolled back into my head. Lucas was a sex god and I had trouble keeping up with his bull-like stamina, having lost some of my battle-ready fitness. Now, he laid on his stomach beside me, fast asleep in oblivion. His dark hair stumbled over his eyes and he was stark nake

Miatta POV When sundown came, I was still skittish, watching for anyone and anything that could harm Lucas. I could have confided in Ryker so that I could have some reinforcement but I didn't trust him yet. It was up to me to be on guard. I returned to the room to have a meal with him and this time, he was not pushy. He acted like everything was fine and I tried to act likewise. He left a big portion of the meal for me and withdrew to clean himself up. My heat period was coming to an end that day and I was glad to have the pesky thing over with. However, heat period or not, Lucas’ male essence called to me, making me salivate over what I knew he could do to me if I let him. The dull ache between my legs ensured that I did not forget the power in his thrusts. “You are asking for it, Miatta,” he warned, making long strides back to where I sat crosslegged on his bed. “What did I do?” I asked innocently, batting my lashes as he approached me. He hunkered down beside me and dropped a

Miatta His declaration of love for me was disturbed by a loud announcement: “I welcome everyone to this year’s wrestling match,” the Lycan King bellowed, his baritone reaching all corners of the pack land. He arrested everyone's attention and all eyes were on him. I sighed happily, Lucas’ arms around me keeping me warm. He loved me, he adored me and I as well could not wait to have my way with him in the secrecy of his room. He withdrew a little to pay attention to the announcement but he possessively left his arms where they were. “My son, the Indomitable Champion for nine years has shown himself earlier, fit and ready to take on any contender. However, the usual procedures shall be followed and we shall begin from the group stage. With me are the names of the other contenders and Beta Logan will read them out. Logan.” He called on his trusty second in command and the proud warrior matched forward. He bowed before his master and took the floor. “The contenders for the wrestling

Miatta I sat crosslegged in wonder, surprised that my plan had worked. Ryker had tagged me crazy but I was desperate to save my mate through any means possible. Therefore, I had decided to try something I could recall my mother talking about. She had been at her weaving looking, making me a new dress that I wasn't planning on wearing. I preferred wearing buckskin trousers like my brothers, Franco and Valerian. They were easy to run in and a dress was a lot to handle. “Mates are for life, dearest. Once you find yours, you will be very happy and you will feel fulfilled,” she had said to me, smiling brightly. I remember rolling my eyes in exasperation. Everything was roses and sunshine to my mom. “Why bother finding a mate? Love makes you weak anyways.” I was not the lovey-dovey type, affected by the cynical attitude rubbed off on me by my brothers’ friends. They were more interested in chasing she-wolves in heat than looking for their mates. “No, my dearest. Love makes you strong a

Lucas When I opened my eyes, I found Ryker and Miatta looking down at me with relieved smiles on their faces. Athena's countenance could not exactly be described as joy but she looked a bit relieved as well. Miatta was a breath of fresh air. Thank the Goddess, she mentally communicated, tears in her eyes. Come to me, I beckoned to her, aching for her touch. She drew nearer, kneeling beside me that but for the bitter potion on my tongue, I would have kissed her till she was breathless. I tried to sit up but there was a resident pain in my gut. Athena noticed my discomfort and ordered me to remain horizontal. “The potion is moving around your body, seeking for the poison you consumed. You must be more careful, Lucas. Not everyone is comfortable with the idea of you being the next Lycan King.” She was right though; everyone had enemies and the higher one went, the more enemies one accumulated. I had been poisoned just before my fight to hamper my abilities and to possibly help Han