Lycan Rising

Mine!

Declan

“What do you mean they were all killed or captured?” Declan shouted at the man in front of him.

Jared shrugged, “Based on the last mind link they sent me, apparently she has found her mate and his whole pack came after them. I’m not sure if any of them survived. I haven’t heard anything since then.”

“She shouldn’t be able to find her mate, her wolf is bound,” Declan mused.

“I’m sure he would have been able to recognize her as his mate and his wolf probably spoke to hers,” Jared told him.

Declan slammed his fist onto the desk, cracking the wood in his anger, “I don’t care,” he shouted, “She is mine and I will have her no matter what it takes to get her back!”

“What’s your plan then? I’m all ears, I’m tired of sending my guys on suicide missions,” Jared told him.

“I think I have an idea,” Declan said rubbing his chin.

Kyrie and Chase

Kyrie wrinkled her nose as the two men walked into her house. They were covered in blood and goddess knew what else.

“I’m so glad you’re back,” Kyrie told Chase, “I was so scared. She turned to the other man, who was nearly as tall as Chase but with shaggy dirty blonde hair and and bright blue eyes. “Thank you so much for protecting me,” she told him.

“You’re welcome, Luna. I will always protect you,” he replied.

“This is Lucien, he’s your Gamma, love,” Chase informed her.

“My Gamma,” she said wonderingly.

“Yes, Luna, my loyalty is to you first and my Alpha second. It’s my job to keep you safe no matter what,” Lucien answered.

“Thank you, as well,” Chase said, “Can you have a couple of the guys clean up that mess out there. I will be staying with Kyrie tonight, but I need you to keep a few guys guarding the property tonight.”

“Absolutely, Alpha. Good night, Luna,” Lucien turned to leave.

“Please call me Kyrie,” she told Lucien.

“Ok Kyrie,” he replied before walking out the door.

“I hope it’s ok with you if I stay the night. I want to make sure you are safe until I get you to the pack house with me,” Chase said to her.

“That’s fine,” Kyrie agreed, “Let me show you where the shower is and get you a towel.”

“I would appreciate it,” Chase told her gratefully.

She led him into her bedroom at the back of the house and showed him the bathroom. Walking past him into the bathroom, she opened the closet and got him a towel out.

“Just help yourself to whatever you need,” Kyrie said as she handed him the towel.

Kyrie decided to put some pajamas on while she waited for him. Putting on the tank top and shorts, she gave herself a glance in the mirror. She figured that she looked as good as she was going to get and turned back the covers on the bed. She propped a pillow behind her on the headboard and picked up a book on her nightstand to read while she waited.

Chase quickly washed all the blood and gore off of his body. The body wash she had was a neutral scent which he liked. Werewolf sense of smell was very sensitive so strong scents didn’t appeal to him. He then washed his hair and conditioned it with the bottles she had in there.

Grabbing the towel she had given him, he dried off and wrapped it around his waist. Eager to get to her, he walked out of the bathroom and saw her sitting in the bed reading a book.

Kyrie smelled him, his scent of rain and cedar wood, always enticed her. She looked up at him and swallowed as she saw him standing there in a towel. The defined ridges of his muscular body and the light trail of hair leading down to the top of the towel had her speechless for a moment.

“Can I join you?” he asked her.

She nodded at him, still unable to form a coherent sentence, made worse by the s****l images her Lycan started projecting into her mind at the sight of his muscular body.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, still only wearing a towel.

“If you changed your mind about doing this, it’s ok. We can just sleep,” he told her, unsure what her silence meant.

She sat her book down and scooted up next to him. “I definitely have not changed my mind,” she whispered looking into his eyes.

He wrapped his arms around and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss. She gave a little moan as the sparks rippled over her body, leaving her instantly wet for him.

He placed one of his hands behind her head and angled it to deepen the kiss even more. He could smell her arousal and it turned him on even more. Guiding her back onto the bed, he continued kissing her as positioned his body between her delectable thighs. One of his hands trailed up the hem of her shirt, leaving sparks everywhere he touched.

Kyrie lost herself in his kiss and the way he touched her skin. She gave another slight moan as his big rough hand cupped her breast, arching into his palm. The pleasure from his touch unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Chase grabbed the hem of her shirt, looking at her to make sure she was ok, and had her raise up to pull it over her head. As she laid back again, he took one of her chocolate brown n*****s into his mouth, sucking on it before giving it a slight nibble. She moaned again, much louder this time, and he turned his attention to the other breast, while his hand slipped into the waistband of her shorts. He ran his fingers over her panties, feeling the wetness through them. She hissed as he slipped a finger under her panties and ran it down between her slick folds.

He pulled his hand out a stuck his finger in his mouth, tasting her sweetness. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and slid them down, Kyrie raising her hips to assist them. He then did the same with her panties so that she was laying naked before him.

“Goddess, you are so beautiful,” he said and took a finger and trailed it down between her breasts

“I think you are wearing too much,” she managed to say.

He stood up in front of her and dropped the towel, and her eyes widened as she saw how big and thick he was. He groaned as she reached out and tried to wrap her hand around his hardness.

Kyrie’s eyes darkened as she stroked his hardness. He was so big that she couldn’t wrap her hand all the way around him. He was so thick and long that she wasn’t sure that he would fit inside her.

Chase leaned down and kissed her, urging her to lay back on the bed again. He grabbed her legs and placed her thighs over his shoulders, enjoying the scent of her arousal so close to his face. He gave a gentle lick to her soaking wet folds before plunging his tongue deep into her core.

“Oh my goddess Chase!” she cried out.

He moved his tongue in and out of her at a leisurely pace before licking up to her sensitive bundle of nerves. He drew it into his mouth, gently sucking on it. Feeling her thighs starting to shake on his shoulders he knew she was close.

Kyrie was moaning loudly with every movement of his tongue. Feeling herself moving closer to her release. She screamed out his name as pushed a thick finger into her core followed by a second. Working his fingers in and out of her as he continued to suck on the sensitive bundle of nerves, she went over the edge, screaming his name again as her core clenched wildly on his fingers. He continued, letting her ride out her orgasm. He stopped and rose up to kiss her again, letting her taste her essence on his lips. He positioned himself between her thighs and continued to kiss her. He reached down and positioned himself at her soaking wet entrance, beginning to slowly ease himself inside her. She whimpered into his mouth raising her hips up to meet him as he eased himself all the way inside her.

“Goddess, you’re so tight,” he groaned moving slowly inside her, giving her a chance to adjust to his large size.

“Please Chase,” Kyrie begged, not even sure exactly what she was begging for.

He began to move more quickly, giving her powerful strokes. She felt her next climax beginning to build in her stomach as he pounded into her mercilessly. She moaned over and over, feeling her body quivering as she neared her next peak.

Chase extended his fangs, “ Mine,” he growled and dug them into her marking spot. She screamed as she hit her release instantly. She then extended her fangs, “Mine,” she said, and bit him on his marking spot. Chase growled as he had the most intense orgasm of his life. Collapsing on top of her, he rolled to his side bringing her with him.

Kyrie rested her head on his chest but suddenly sprang up and jumped off the bed. Her body contorted and she let out a scream of pain.

“Mate is shifting,” Robicheaux told Chase.