The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

Alaric

My beast roars in triumph as I finally let go of three days’ worth of desperate restraint. Having to stay away from her, to maintain distance while investigating James’s death and keeping hostile nobles at bay – it’s been torture. Every instinct screamed to protect our mate, to keep her close.

But now, with her soft body pinned beneath mine on the training mats, her scent filling my head with honeysuckle and rain and arousal, I can’t remember why I ever tried to resist this.

“Mine,” I growl against her throat, feeling her pulse race under my lips. The mate bond thrums between us, and even if she can’t feel it yet, her body recognizes its other half.

“Yours,” she breathes, and the word snaps the last threads of my control.

I capture her mouth again, swallowing her soft gasp as I deepen the kiss. Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer like she’s as desperate for this as I am. She’s uncoordinated at first, but what she lacks in experience, she makes up for in enthusiasm and I love every second of it, knowing she’s all mine.

“I’m sorry,” I murmur between kisses. “Having to stay away… knowing you were hurting…”

“Show me.” Her violet eyes meet mine, dark with need. “Show me I’m not alone in this.”

My lycan purrs at her trust, at her willingness to be vulnerable despite everything. “Let me take care of you, sweetling. Let me show you exactly what you mean to me.”

She arches as my hands slide under her shirt, exploring soft skin I’ve dreamed about touching. When I growl in approval, she shivers.

“Alaric…” My name on her lips sounds like a prayer and a plea.

“I’ve got you,” I promise, trailing kisses down her throat. “Trust me?”

“Completely,” the word ends on a moan as I knead the tender flesh of her breast in one hand, thumbing her pert nipple with the other. “T-, tell me what to do.”

“You’re shaking, sweetling,” I murmur against her skin.

“I’ve never…” she starts, then stops, a blush staining her cheeks.

Phantom preens at her innocence while I force myself to slow down, to be gentle despite my desperate need to claim. “We don’t have to-”

“I want to.” Her fingers trace my scar with trembling boldness. “I want you. I just… don’t know how…”

“Then let me show you.” I brush kisses along her jaw, feeling her shiver. “Let me worship every inch of you. Teach your body what pleasure should feel like.”

She gasps as my hands explore carefully, learning what makes her breath catch. “Is it… is it supposed to feel like this? Like I’m burning from the inside?”

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“Like what, sweetling?” I need to hear her say it, need to know she truly wants this.

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“Like I’ll die if you stop touching me.” Her honesty, her trust, makes my lycan howl with satisfaction.

“I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never imagined.” I trail kisses down her throat. “Going to show you exactly how precious you are to me.”

Her hands clutch my shoulders as I explore lower, singers teasing the edge of her panties as they glide over her soft stomach. “Alaric, please…”

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