The Beast And The Blessed

Forty-Five: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Getting the news that Joselin was preparing to summon the council had me on edge. If the vampires found out, they would know that they had the upper hand. They would know that we were struggling.

Even worse, if the witches on the council had turned on us, we could be bringing in the enemy.

It was exactly what we wanted to avoid, but I had to trust that Joselin knew what she was doing. She was cautious and hated to call upon them if she didn't have to. Of all the people in the world, she hated them the most.

It would take time for them to arrive. As much as I wished they could just pop in, very few witches had that ability. There had only been a few who had that level of strength.

Between her power and loyalty, having Joselin take over as the royal advisor was a no-brainer. The fact that she was my best friend just made the decision that much easier.

I looked up from my computer as my office door was shoved open. The anger of being disrupted so disrespectfully melted away as quickly as it had appeared as my little mate walked in with her head held high. Tobias reached in quietly and closed the door after her, giving us our privacy.

Her big doe-eyes sparkled with determination, and her pink lips pushed out as she seemed to be contemplating what she wanted to say. I pushed my chair back and patted my thigh, praying that she was here for more than just a conversation.

"We are soulmates, right?" She asked, and I fell against the back of my chair as I watched her, my arm falling on the rest as my eyes scanned her over.

"Yes."

She let out a breath before biting her lip. There was nothing about it that signaled she was trying to seduce me by doing so. She seemed nervous. But from the twitch in my pants, it was still having an effect.

’I am going to be your queen?”

My head tilted to the side as an uncontrollable smile stretched across my face at the thought. I couldn't wait to have her ruling by my side officially, for the entire world to know that she was my one.

”Yes." 'You said I smelled like a wolf, so I just need something to help trigger my shift, right?"

My smile fell as my eyebrows pulled together. "Yes, my mate. What has you so bothered?"

My arm lifted again instinctively, and Natalie stared at me for a second longer before she let out a sigh and walked around my desk. All of the noise in my head fell quiet at her touch as she sat across my lap sideways.

The attack, the impending war, and the petty trouble among my people that I was trying to balance and take care of were locked in a box and shoved to the back of my mind.

"You've been distant the past few days, ever since you let me see you in your Lycan form. I know you've been busy, but I just wanted to make sure that we were okay because I wanted to talk to you about something." I could hear the insecurity in her voice, and I knew without her saying that she was worried that I was shutting down on her again.

Little did she know that I had already given myself to her, and she had already imprinted herself on my heart. It was hers. All of it, and all of me. I wasn't going to change my mind now. She was stuck with me.

I looked over her face, before deciding that now was as good a time as any to have this addressed. "You were scared of me."

Her jaw dropped open, and her eyes widened as she let out a laugh. "I was not scared!" "I could smell it! Before I walked away, you smelled of fear." I looked away from her with my teeth clenched together. I didn't want her to see just how much it was eating away at my soul. But her continued laughter, while beautiful, was frustrating.

pinched my chest. I turned to glare at her, but she

for you to become used to me in that form. We'll work through it." I said, wrapping my arm around her back tighter and

heart drop. I had already begun compromising for her. I had given up precious time in my days when I should be working to make sure that I was giving her the love and attention that

was actually thinking about what would happen if we had done stuff with you like

her forehead joining in until she was lit up

me still?" I couldn't

as

bit harrier than normal, and your face had only partially shifted... Oh, come on! I feel so embarrassed now! Nothing

She was right that nothing would happen in that form. It didn't mean that I hadn't thought about it too. But the chance of me hurting her was so much higher and not something that I was willing

I asked, my fingers finding the skin of her hip where her shirt had ridden up during

off, her hand moving up to cup my cheek. Her fingertips trailed over the scruff that I hadn't had time to shave. I leaned forward, unable to resist tasting her soft flesh after not having her for several days. Now that I knew what was going

amazing, but I needed more. After resisting her for so long when I first brought her here, I still felt like I had a lot

around, I wanted to hear her gasping my name and moaning for me as I made her cum until she couldn't breathe. I wanted to satisfy her to the point that all I had to do was look at her and order for her to cum, and

tightened around my biceps as she turned to press her chest against mine, and I let out a growl of pleasure as I could

to it. She needed a release as much as I did. The

lifting her jaw with my thumb until

desire as she licked her lips. She was just as turned on, if not more. "I was hoping you would

dug into my shoulder at my confession, and I leaned in to steal a kiss. She pressed against me eagerly, her body twisting as she adjusted herself. I groaned in pleasure as she bit down on my bottom lip

to leave?" My hands gripped her hips tightly as I ground against her. Her eyes widened before rolling back as she gasped in pleasure. I could smell her arousal, and wanted

Whether we talked before I fucked her or after, I would

as her hips began to

of excitement flashed over her face. But she did as I asked without hesitation.

down at my lap before

"Good girl."

her excitement and listening to her heart race. The curves on her body were fucking perfect, and I stood behind her. My hands cupped her ass, squeezing it hard until she gasped before letting them slide under her shirt and up her sides slowly. She shivered as I reached her

I pulled the pad of her bra down. She rubbed her ass against me, and I began to pinch and roll her nipples. The

pride as goosebumps rose along

turned, wanting me to explain, but I bit her earlobe

but the smirk on her face told me that she was enjoying this just as much as I was as she spun to face me. She started with her top, and I followed

she was free of it, her bra was next, and my hands tightened into fists at my sides as I resisted the urge to touch her. Her pebbled nipples were

I fucking loved those jeans

take over. I loved that she listened to my commands. My

completely bare in front of me, I took a moment to examine her.

next command, and I couldn't resist pressing my body against hers as I walked her back to my desk until her bare thighs pressed against the

orders so well." "Yes," she whispered absently as her eyes stayed locked on my lips, but I had other plans for her. I reached around her, swiping

"Turn back around, baby."

I grabbed her hip with one hand and pushed between her shoulder blades with the other until her chest was pressed against the cold, polished wood of the desk. I nudged her feet to encourage her to widen her

ready for me to take her. I wondered just how long she

I looked forward to seeing