The Beast And The Blessed

Fifty-Five: Killian

Killian’s P.O.V.

Natalie walked quickly, her damp workout clothes stuck to her body, drawing me in. What had started out as the best day of my life had been soured by my little sister. It put me in such a bad mood that even my guards put more distance between us. I was half tempted to say fuck it to all the work I had to do today and go deal with the bear now.

There was no need to wait for dinner. It would only ruin the meal when I would inevitably spill his blood.

The only thing stopping me was that I knew Natalie would be livid when she heard about it. The damn woman was my heart and in turn, seemed to have become my conscious. I loved and hated it at the same time.

Before her, I would have no qualms about ending a life. Now, I was second- guessing everything. I had two of my people locked up in the dungeons when I previously would have killed them, or at the very least, ripped out their tongues, and a bear wandering around the outside of my city.

The longer I thought about it, the angrier it made me. My skin itched, and I felt uncomfortable as I was consumed by the need to draw blood.

So, I returned to the castle before I gave into temptation and slaughtered and skinned the beast that had tarnished my sister's reputation.

But as soon as I saw the Goddess walking away from me, my mind was silenced. I trailed after her like a lost puppy, enjoying the rhythmic way her body swayed as she strode purposefully to our room. My mate. My Natalie.

Never before had I craved anything more than blood when I was in one of these moods, but seeing her had my mouth watering for something else. I forgot about everything that didn't involve me sinking deep into her and claiming her as mine.

I stormed after her, a man on a mission, catching her in the hallway that led to our room. My guards dispersed as soon as we had reached the castle, and her guards dipped their heads and moved back the way we had come to guard her from the entryway at the end of the hallway.

Natalie let out a squeal of surprise as I grabbed her hips and spun her around until her back was against the wall. A smile fell over her perfect fucking lips, teasing me, taunting me as her tongue came out to wet them.

chest puff in happiness that I had

over my mark on her skin. Her soft, delicate skin. 'Interestingly enough, now that I

her mark, and her hips pushed off the wall until they were pressed against me as she moaned. "What

asked teasingly as the smell of her desire welcomed me to press closer to her. My teeth nipped at her ear lobe, and her hands grabbed my white dress shirt in response. Her small fists were sure to leave wrinkles in the fabric, but I had no plans to keep this shirt on

mark on her neck. The raised pink skin was still healing from the

my cock, and my mark to bring

cock against her stomach, rubbing it against her shamelessly. There was no one around us to witness my crude actions. But even then, I had the feeling from the way Natalie’s eyes would occasionally trail down the hall that it excited her to potentially be

her naked but me. It was hard enough having my people witness her in her skin-tight yoga pants and tank tops as she worked out.

her and pictured her. They were respectful, but their eyes would trail after her and over her everywhere she went. Even a few of the women would be caught admiring her. It only fed my ego and

But if she would let me, during the next mating mixer, I would take her to the center of the room and claim her for all to see. They would have no question that she was mine as

just as I did, but wouldn't be able to

mind. Fucking in public wasn't taboo, but she wasn't ready for that, and I didn't want to make her

as much as it angered me. I wanted to claim her in front of everyone. I wanted to show off how fucking responsive and submissive she was to me. But I

really was better for my mental sanity and their want to live for me to

in private that the entire pack could hear her. And

down her collar, over her rapidly rising chest to the top of her tank top. Her eyes were locked on me as my nail elongated, and the black, beastly claw sliced easily through the

hands released my shirt, grabbing the torn fabric and holding it up so only I could see her exposed skin, and I pulled back, bending down with my hands on her

Fuck, she tasted sweet.

moaned, and I glanced up as I gently nibbled on her nipple, watching

dipped into the front

think I like watching you squirm," I whispered against her chest as I moved overt© the other breast. The fabric fell from her hands as her fingers laced into