Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

I stare out at the lake, the one that first made me feel like I was at home. The water glistens in the sun, the waves lapping gently as a breeze dances across it. It's been two weeks. Two weeks since my dad and mom sacrificed themselves. I didn't wake up crying this morning, which is a new thing for me in the past weeks.

"How are you today, my little luna?" Merikh asks, his hands slipping around my waist as he places his chin in the crook of my neck. My hand slips up, gliding into his wet locks after his morning shower.

It's a question that irks me, one that everyday I hear it I fear I will scream. But today, it just feels...different. I spin in his arms, my other hand lifting as I place them both behind his neck. He kisses me lightly, his gentle touch sending a shiver down my spine.

"I'm...okay." I whisper as he pulls back, a soft smile on his plush lips.

"That's a different answer than you usually give." He says, dropping to my height as he searches my eyes. "Are you feeling alright?"

"I am feeling fine." I say with a reassuring tilt of my chin. "Are you really going to ask me this every single day?"

He lifts a single brow. "Would you prefer I not check on you?"

"No, it's just..." I press my lips together, unsure of how to say it.

"I'm being overbearing?" He finishes for me and I nod in affirmation.

"I love you, and that you care so much but, maybe just wait for me to tell you I'm not okay?" I offer, and he frowns.

"All I can promise is to tone it down and not ask a million times a day, but I will check on you."

"Fine," I sigh heavily, rolling my eyes. "Where are you headed?"

I ask as he releases me and moves toward the dresser. I watch as he drops the towel around his waist, my teeth immediately finding my lip as a wave of heat rushes through me. My head tilts to the side, watching him in all his naked glory, a huge, knowing grin on his face.

"Why? Do you have plans for me?" He teases as he slips into his boxer briefs. I chuckle and glance at the raging erection that his clothing can not hide.

"Seems like you have some ideas about what you want us to do." I murmur, my cheek growing red as I saunter toward him.

"Why do you do this to me?" he groans with a huge smile on his lips.

"Do what? You are the one undressing in front of me. I was literally just standing here." I retort playfully, which makes him laugh. It fills the room, feeding my aching soul.

"I have an important meeting, otherwise I would undress you," He says, stalking toward me, his abs rippling and the look in his eye needy. "Maybe I will still do it,"

chest pressing into my thin white tank top. My body reacts, my breath hitching as I feel him press against

dipping down and tickling my ear with his heated breath. I shiver, my body lurching into his as I can't control my hips as they

goes further and lifts

do what I want to." He

but moan at his

before pleasure fills me and I cling to him tighter. He rolls his hips, my own meeting him as Merikh works quickly. I slip up and down the wall at my back, my body pressed into it with every move as his hand comes up beside me, pressing against the wall

whisper his name, his groaning filling my ears as he quickly

mutters in a raspy breath into my

I whimper, wanting it to last, needing him inside me for longer. The moment I let go, I

grunts, his body and muscles

is torn as his eyes find mine. Then a glimmer of mischief brings back that bubble of sultry need as I force my hips out, only my upper back pressing into the wall. I can feel the difference in

stop," I

us, this time making quick work of me as I cry out his name, the two of us groaning

matter that my heart feels like it will pump out of my chest. I am completely in a puddle in his arms as he chuckles and moves me

to my lips before he pulls back. Then he looks

getting dressed.

sits on my

in my mind. Did I really take

е

does is go to meetings and come back to me exhausted and hold me while I cry. He is there every moment I tell him I need him, truly need him, but the

his voice firm.

at him and see his

admit, and

frowns. "You could come with me...if you wanted

hopeful that I will accept his invitation this

voice clearing to make it known they

Hayes." I give him a sorrowful half smile. He frowns, but he gets up and quickly changes

me.

going to be here today. I wanted to tell you

make me cry..." I finish for him, looking

had

Zale. But then again, maybe that's what I need now. That knowledge that I've not