His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 24

“I won’t hurt you; I would never hurt you, Ivy. I didn’t mean-” The King whispered next to my ear. He sighed heavily, dropping his face in my neck as he tucked me against him. I was rigid in his arms. My entire body screamed to run, and I started to itch. My fingers niggled to claw at my skin to stop the tremors rattling my nerves.

“You’re not in trouble, my love,” The King whispered before he started purring, the sound vibrating against my side, and I felt my heart rate slowing. I found it odd his purr had that effect on me, like an instant muscle relaxant. My entire body turned in lax as I melted against him. The thrum lulling away my shakes.

“That’s it, Ivy. I need to remember to watch what I say,” He murmurs.

“I forget where you come from. You never have to fear me, Ivy,”

I tried to listen to his words, but my eyes were growing heavy. I blinked, trying to fight the urge to let them close. Each blink made it harder to open my eyes. I felt funny, like the time he gave me whiskey. The jostling of my body as he stood made my eyes open as his purring stopped. I tried to lift my head when it started again, the sound making me heavy and my head foggy as it fell back on his shoulder.

I could hear running water and feel his hands on my body, caressing and touching, becoming lost in the sensation when hot water lapped at my skin. The deep resonating purr quieted to a soft whisper, and he moved behind me, the water swished around my waist and my eyes no longer felt glued shut and opened as the King turned me on his lap. I look around to find I am in the bath. The King sat behind me with his legs on either side of mine.

“Lift your arms, Ivy,” The King says, but I was trying to figure out when he ran a bath and how I got in it.

my arms rose above my head at the soft command as he tugged it off. My

strange,” I murmured to

process his words, but nothing came to mind at what he said. Maybe I heard wrong. The water moves as he grabs my hands placing them on his thighs, and I look down to see he has no pants on before

“Мy,”

He cuts

in the situation, my mind excessively cloudy

his legs as if he had placed a command; he pressed his lips on my shoulder. My underwear reduced to tatters before

you, Ivy. That was never my intention,” he whispered against

legs tremble. I tried to pull away, but his hand on my neck and thumb on my jaw

hand moved higher, palming my breast before

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