Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
Merikh leans to the side slightly, looking down at me, his eyes scanning my face with a ghost of a smile. Then he leans down, and presses and tender kiss on the tip of my nose before he presses his cheek to mine and releases a heavy sigh.
“I am tired,” He admits, though the throbbing part of him at my back says the exhaustion hasn’t completely shut off all parts of his brain. Then again, perhaps that is less of a brain response and more of a physical one.
“Mmm, understandable.” I say, sighing contentedly. “Once the water grows cold, we can get some sleep.”
“Hmm,” his chest rumbles and I grin to myself, knowing exactly where his mind is going. Sleep sounds glorious. It always does when I am in his arms, but the thought of him slipping in and exhausting ourselves a little more is always one that’s alluring.
“Hmm, What?” I tease, biting my lip as my cheeks grow heated.
“Sleep.” he whispers. “Is that all you are thinking about, my little luna?”
“There is a lot on my mind.” I say, wrapping my hand over his wrist as my left arm snakes up behind me and around the back of his neck.
My fingers slip down his smooth skin, entwining with his, as I creep his palm down my belly, lower and lower. Until I stop and allow his movements to take over. Merikh slips his hand right where I crave it, my breath hitching as he growls in my ear, nibbling on my sensitive lobe.
I nearly jump out of my skin when his thumb strokes me, a gasp tearing from my lips as I writhe into him, my buttocks, bucking back into him as he chuckles and lowers his head to my neck, his lips sucking and teeth teasing as he slips a finger in and I grip his neck harder, a moan on my lips as I whisper his name.
“I’ve barely touched you, my love,” He murmurs, amused. I let out a raspy chuckle and wiggle against him, making him groan once more as he deliciously assaults me below.
“It never takes much with you,” I breathe and he hums in delight.
I can feel the cusp of my enjoyment rising. Every stroke, ever deep plunge with exploring fingers driving me toward that edge. Instead of allowing it to come, I tear away from him, whipping around water splashing all over the floor as I hammer my lips into his. His needy fingers don’t miss a beat as they move to my ass, gripping me tightly and pulling me flush to him as I slip my tongue between his plush lips.
I slide my wet body up his, landing him at my entrance, but the tub is too small for me to straddle his massive frame and I frown up at him. Merikh shakes his head with a sexy grin, creating the most glorious dimples on his cheeks. Then he lifts me, spinning as he places me where he had been resting before he raises me up and places me on the edge.
I rest my back on the marble wall behind me, as he rises to his knees and, with a single finger, he presses my knees apart, revealing me to him. I shudder in embarrassment and anticipation. A flush on my cheeks burning hot as I try to look away.
“Eyes on me, Colette.” He insists in a gravelly voice. “I want to see what this does to you.”
I snap my brown eyes to meet his emerald orbs, nothing but sheer need and adoration in those green eyes for me. Then, without breaking our gaze, he lowers down into the water and places his head between my legs.
“O-oh…oh f-f-fuck” My voice quivers as he works magic and my head falls back, my hips tilting forward, needing more searching for the warmth of him desperately. He chuckles against my flesh and it nearly sends me into a spiral of ecstasy before he slows down and I look down to catch him watching me.
“You like this?” He asks, pulling away before biting the inside of my thigh as he presses his fingers into me.
“Hell yes.” I gasp, “Yes…. please don’t stop,”
I am a begging puddle of water in need of more of him, all of him, and he knows it. His fingers disappear and his hands glide up my outer thighs, gripping me tight as he yanks me into his face, a ravenous sound coming from between my legs as they shudder.
My hand reaches for his beautiful head of hair, twisting into his brown locks, holding him in place. Then he stops, tearing away, wiping his face as he tugs me down from the ledge, leaving me blinking and distraught.
“What happened? Did I do something wrong?” I ask, reaching for his face, searching him for anything, then he grins mischievously.
“I want you to ask me if you can come.” He whispers, and I scoff. Recalling the way I made him beg me for it when I was punishing him.
“And what did I do to deserve such punishment?” I ask him and he lets out a laugh.
“I am not punishing you, my love. But I am asking that we can redo our mating. We finish together at once and we remark each other.” He says.
I knit my brows together, reaching out and stroking his cheek, my heart filling with unbridled love. Our initial mating, though satisfying, was less than what it should have been. We have come so far from then, grown so much as a pair, as an alpha and a luna.
“Why?” I ask him, needing to know his answer.
“Because I love you.” He shrugs, ie rising from the tub with me in his arms. He sets me down, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me before he turns and looks me in the eye. “trust you, and in the off chance that something happens when shit goes down, I want to feel your fresh mark, not Lauren’s bite, on my neck.”
“Say no more.” I whisper, taking his hand and pulling him to me.
My hands fly up over his neck as I pull him down and close the gap between our lips. I consume the words he spoke, hungrily devouring every breath he gives me as I slip my tongue into his mouth.
He growls, the towel he has just placed on me slipping away as he lifts me up and walks me to the bathroom counter, pressing my ass onto the cold granite.
My legs wrap around his waist as he lines up, and then he presses my shoulder back as I lean into the walt mirror behind me. He eyes up my bare breasts, his tongue flicking out to lick his lips like a beast’s eyes up its Then he grips my hips and thrusts into me with a roaring grunt.
“Fuck!” I cry out, the pleasure and surprise of him filling me suddenly overwhelming as I gasp and my hands fly out to hold me up.
“Look at me,” He says, driving into me again, his hand slipping between us as he strokes me and gently rolls his hips, grinding up and into me. “I am yours.”
I tilt my head, a small smile on my lips before he hits a glorious spot and my face contorts in ecstasy.
“You are mine.” I whisper, my eyes closed.
He lifts me, holding me close to his chest as I bounce gently while he moans and carries us to the bed. He crawls onto the bed, his back hitting the comforter as he holds me on top of him I sit up, straddling him and I drop onto him, rolling my hips. My hands slip up to my wet hair as I twist it up and hold it above my head.
“Let me know when you are close so I can mark you,” I whisper to him. His hands explore my body, the zip of the mate bond flying through my nerves.
“You are in charge, my queen.” He says, his eyes full of passionate blaze when he gasps and strokes my center as I ride him. “Make me when you please.”
The second the rods leave his mouth, I lean forward, my teeth sinking into his neck as he returns the favor. Our bodies convulse his arms, pulling me impossibly close as we both shudder and moan. As I pull away, I feel lightheaded, a darkness dotting my eyes as I slump to the side.
“Shit, Colette,” Merikh mutters, yanking me to his chest as my breathing grows ragged and I try to look at him. “What the fuck is happening?” “I don’t feel very well,” I tell him, my hands growing cold, and my heartbeat slowing down.
As quickly as the wave came on, it disappeared. My heart beat kicking up and my body growing hot once again. I shake my head, sitting up straight and heaving for air. Merikh watches me with unfiltered worry.
“What is it?” He asks, and I touch my forehead.
“I don’t know, but it’s gone now,” I mutter. “I feel better.”
“I do too…” Merikh says, his brows pulled together as he touches his neck. “I mean, I feel better than I have since Lauren bit me.”
Merikh’s thumb rubs up and down my hand as he holds it tight. The air is thick with tension, as if nature knows what to expect. There has not been a single tweet or chittering of forest animals since we set foot here. All life has run from their homes in their desperate bid for survival. And yet here we are, readily marching into what they run from.
“Are you both sure about this?” Hayes asks, walking up behind us with a grim look on his face. “Really, truly sure this is the best course of action?” “Best course of action? No. Only course of action? Yes.” Merikh says with a solemn look. “There is no surviving a war against the dragons. We may be able to hold out for a time, but in the end, we will end in ash, like all their foes before them. Giselle needs to die. Today. Or we will all die tomorrow.”
My skin prickles at his words. There is no room for failure here, even with what feels like a crackpot plan. Hayes rubs his temple and closes his eyes, breathing heavily before he meets his older brother’s gaze.
“Let me go instead.” He says, his words soft and pleading. “They need you more than they need me. And if this plan fails…it is you. They would follow into the fire, not me.”
I step closer to him, touching his hand gently as he turns his sorrowful face toward me.
“I promise to put out any fires I can and keep our Alpha alive.” I give him an encouraging squeeze on his hand.
“He is not the only one I worry about, Luna.” He frowns.
“Be ready for when we reach out in the mind link. When we are ready, that is when we will call for everyone to attack. Can you keep the mate bond block up long enough to block out Leandra’s pain?”
He nods and takes his hand back, shoving it in his pocket.
“Yes, Luna.” Then Hayes takes a step back, giving us a nod. “Be safe brother, you are the only family I have left.”
We watch as he leaves, and I glance at the clock anxiously waiting for my parents to arrive, along with Ezrah. The moon is high, a sign the heavens are with us, both as a siren and a werewolf. The water in my veins is stronger, more rampant than what it would be during the day. “Colette,” I hear my mother say, rushing toward me. She takes my hands, tugging me into a hug. “Promise me you will be safe.” “Of course I will be. Truth be told, I am more concerned about you,” I tell her and she sighs, a smirk on her lips.
“I am the daughter of an Alpha, mother of the only hybrid in the world. There is no need to worry about me. I want revenge just as much as you do, sweetheart.” She tells me.
“So you two will sneak up on her from the west. We will hit the east. Ezrah has claimed the south and Johannes is already there.” Caspian says, moving toward us out of the dark. “What is it you want us to do when we get there? Shall we taunt her with insults?”
I can hear the doubt in his voice, the way he thinks this plan is bullshit. But it is the only way to end it all here and now. I sigh and shake my head, having no time to try to explain it all over again to him.
“All we can do is hope that Lily’s death affects her.” I tell him.