The Lycan’s Human Mate

I waved at Cayden who dropped me off at Traian’s house in the middle of the woods and near the creek. That sun had already set which I realized too late because I had been so occupied with Claire and the others’ company. I spent the whole afternoon at Cayden’s place, watching the videos of their wedding and other events which were mostly hilarious. When I invited them to accompany me to surprise Traian, they all vehemently objected, insisting that I should go alone.

I made my way to the porch. I raised my hand to knock but immediately stopped midair. I inhaled deeply, quickly brushed my now short, reddish-brown hair, tucked my shirt in, and adjusted the way the green scarf Traian had given me was positioned around my neck.

I raised my hand again to know but I was not yet to thump to the wooden door when it flung open, revealing the half-naked Traian with only black sweatpants. His midnight hair was still damp from the shower and the citrus with sandalwood scent immediately reached my nose.

His face still held such rough and attractiveness paired with her ocean blue eyes and clean shaved jaw my gaze unconsciously traveled down to his neck, to solid biceps, muscular chest, and ripped abdomen that had some drop of water dripping on it and to the V line that disappeared to the band of his sweatpants.

He called out, “Jaidyn?” grabbing my attention. He was breathing heavily.

I experienced a rush of heat, pleasure, and need as soon as I lifted my eyes to hold his gaze.

“You’re back,” He said unbelievably. “You’re fucking back. You’re here in front of me. Damn,”

His eyes flashed gold, reminding me of what he was and how he wasn’t a human, as he gazed at me with such intensity. I had hoped to catch up with him and have this long talk with him, but as soon as he opened the door, all I could think of was how much I needed Traian.

“Yes. I am here right now. I won’t leave you ever again exactly like I promise,” I said as I moved closer to him and grabbed his face, realizing how much I missed doing that and being this close to him.

He quickly held me, burying his face in the crook of my face, while tears twinkled in his eyes.

“You’re back” he whispered.

That desire started to grow as he touched my skin. His touch makes me feel heated and causes tingles to shoot through my body. Wetness damp between my thighs.

I can’t help but reply in a breathy tone, “Yes for good”

He stepped away from me, but his arms remained firmly planted on my hips. He focused all of his attention on the necklace and scarf I was wearing. His lips twitched into a charming smile.

He said in a low, heavy voice, “You wear them.”

My body was already throbbing for him, so I cleared my throat and glanced down to cover my flushed cheeks.

I just uttered “Yeah,” thinking only of his thumb caressing the side of my stomach that was exposed beneath my shirt at the moment.

I enter his house nervously and see that it is still kept in the same fashion of being minimally furnished and neat, clean, and orderly. Such a blend of straightforwardness and refinement.

I sensed him following me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look back at him. Instead, I ascended the stairs and entered his room. His room was still the same dark-themed but the only difference was a large portrait was on the right side of the wall. As I approached it and saw that picture was myself with the sunset and the trees on my back, I felt tears starting to well up in my eyes.

“It’s beautiful” I faced him and he was already staring at me, “Did you do this?”

He nodded, “The first year you left, painting you was the only thing that kept me sane.”

When he quickly raised my chin to better meet his eyes, the desire in his eyes caused me to suck my breath.

My body’s apprehension has vanished, but my desire and need have become even stronger. I caught myself unconsciously licking my lips as he fixed his gaze on them.

The first thing that spilled from his lips was, “I envisaged this situation a thousand times in my head,” His voice seemed distressed, and I gasped. “That I will let us talk for a while, cook for you, and cuddle for the whole night but….. ”

“But what?” I said breathlessly. Slowly, my ability to reason abandoned me.

He moaned, “Jaidyn,”.

I patiently waited during the lengthy pause, relishing the sparks and tingles from his touch.

“My inner wolf had been missing you, and we had put off marking you for two years. Making love to you and marking your neck so that everyone knows you are mine are the only things he and I both desire right now”

The force of his words made me shudder. I couldn’t help but lean toward him as his hand cradled my cheek and his finger glided beneath the scarf to brush my neck.

He locked eyes with me, “He wants you at this second, but I’m worried I’ll hurt you.”

I shake my head. I learned a lot about Shifters and marking each other can be painful just for a second but it won’t be after. I have no fear of it. I got ready for that day as though my body wanted it to come.

“You won’t hurt me, I know,” I said, assuring him. “It’s okay”

Traian began to press his face into mine before I realized what was happening as if he couldn’t help but respond to my closeness by lowering himself and crushing his mouth on mine.

And I am ready to take whatever he offers. I missed him so badly that it hurt.

His tongue caressed my lips, causing my clit to pulse, and moisture to settle between my legs. His flavor was hot and wild. My heart began to flutter, and I had a tingling sensation throughout my body. I wanted to touch him, to mark me. The moment I gasped, he dipped his tongue inside my mouth.

I was startled by the feelings that were rushing through me. I am ready to give myself fully to him now. I am ready to embrace everything in his world and about him.

Whatever this was, I’m prepared to accept it.

There was no going back. I don’t intend to either. I want to live the rest of my life with this Lycan man.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.