Desired By My Alpha and the Dragon King

Chapter 9

Felita woke up in the middle of the night and was surprised to find herself trapped in Thorin's arms. She was lying on her side, and he was spooning her with his arm, holding her tightly just under her breast. She lay there half-awake for a while, thinking about the man wrapped around her. He was sexy in a dark and brooding way, but he was so sweet and sincere with her. Everything about him was new and exciting, and she couldn't wait to learn more about him. She considered how she felt in his arms and decided it felt right. Just as much as being cuddled up with Vallin. That was what confused her. Shouldn't she feel more for one than the other? She turned in his arms and rested her head on his chest, but the feeling of his shirt frustrated her. She wanted to feel his skin. She didn't want to wake him, so she ignored the urge.

After lying there for a while, she still couldn't fall asleep. She wondered what to do. Could she wake him? Would it be weird to ask him to take off his shirt? She considered her options when Thorin's deep voice startled her, causing her to jump a little. "What's bothering you, mate?" Felita sighed, "You're shirt's bothering me." Her voice sounded tiny, and she felt embarrassed. "I mean, you can leave it on if you want to." Her wolf decided to speak up at that point, "Goddess, can you not be so weird?" Felita huffed at her, "Shut up. I didn't choose this strange situation. Thank the Goddess for that. It's weird for me to feel so much for someone I barely know, making things awkward."

Her wolf didn't respond, but she heard Throin's sleepy chuckle, "If you wanted me to undress, all you had to do was say so. All that worrying and fidgeting was unnecessary." Felita felt her face heat up and wondered if he could see her. "No, you don't have to undress." She paused, "Goddess, I swear I'm not trying to be weird." Thorin laughed as he sat up and pulled his shirt over his head. She could see him dimly in the dark, her night vision not being as good as it was in wolf form. He lay back on his pillow and opened his arms to her. "Come on, let's get a little more sleep."

Felita lay in his warm embrace and sighed as the warmth from their mate bond seeped into her. She was too awake to fall asleep, and she lay there thinking about how embarrassing she was acting. "It's the mate bond. It can make you do so many different things, but it's nothing to be embarrassed about. I don't usually sleep with a shirt on anyway. I just put it on to keep a boundary between us." Felita nodded; she didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything. Thorin's arm was wrapped around her, and his hand ran leisurely up and down her arm. It should have been relaxing or reassuring. Instead, it felt like liquid heat was running through her body everywhere he touched her. She didn't think; she just acted based on what she felt.

Turning her head, she pressed her lips to his. He welcomed her kiss and opened his mouth to her. The more she kissed him, the more she wanted. She pushed herself up on one arm, leaning over him; her kiss grew more demanding and hungry. Thorin gave a strange, low growl as he gently pushed her back, breaking the kiss. "Boundaries, remember," he whispered to her. "As much as I want to see where this is going, I don't know if you're thinking clearly."

Felita let out a protesting growl, "What if I don't want to think about it? What if I just want to do what feels right?" Thorin pushed himself up to a sitting position and pulled her to him. His lips grazed hers, "I am a man used to having what he wants, Felita. Everything in me tells me to claim you as mine without any concern for that boy, but I'm trying to give you the space to decide for yourself who you want." Felita shivered at his words, and he continued, "I want nothing more than to taste every inch of your body right here, right now, but I don't want to do something you will regret later. Please think before you act."

His lips crushed hers, and he ravaged her mouth. His red eyes softly glowed, and he gently grazed her bottom lip with his sharp teeth. Felita whimpered with need, the scent of her arousal surrounding them. Thorin's chest vibrated with a low purr of pleasure. Releasing her from his kiss, he ran his nose up her neck, scenting her. Felita let her head fall to the side, exposing her neck to him in submission. He kissed his way up her neck to her ear.

"I can feel you, but I want you to tell me. What are you feeling, mate?" Felita's hand grasped his neck, holding him to her. She licked her lips, feeling nervous about the decision she was making. "Push the edges of those invisible boundaries. I want you to touch me. I'm slowly burning the entire time I'm with you. Finish it." As the words left her mouth, Thorin rolled her under him. He kissed her fiercely before kissing his way down her neck. He knew she was a virgin because she didn't smell like that boy, but he didn't know how experienced she was. It hit him like a tub of cold water, and he hesitated. Leaning over her, he took deep breaths to clear his head and calm down.

He needed to be gentle with her; she wasn't one of his regular lovers. She was too important, and he couldn't mess this up. Felita tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling it away from where it hung like a curtain around his face. She still couldn't feel him as much as he felt her, but she could feel this tiny niggling feeling of doubt. She tried to look into his eyes through the darkness. The glow had receded, and she was confused. "Thorin, what is it? Why did you stop?" she whispered.

Thorin pressed a kiss to her neck, where her mate mark would be one day, and rested his heavy body against hers. Her slender legs cradled him, and he rested his head against her breast. "Felita, I think rushing things is a bad idea." She was confused, "So, you don't want to?" Thorin shook his head, "Oh, I want to, but I keep thinking you will regret it in the morning." Felita shook her head, "I won't. I know I won't regret anything between us. No matter my decision, I would still be okay with this."