A Lover and A Liar

Theirs | 18+

"Leave," she said, trying to hold back every emotion she was feeling.

And oh, if only Julian could do that. If only he would be able to not follow her at all, to leave her be, to forget the way she made every atom of his body scream her name, things would be easy. They would be right.

But instead all he wanted was to leave behind everything else for her, even if it included his mate and their unborn child, his subjects and his throne.

That's how much she had crawled under his skin.

Knowing she wouldn't turn at him even if he ordered her, or begged her, Julian crossed their distance in two big steps, gripping in her forearm and turning her to face him, not forcefully, but strong enough to not let her go of his grasp.

"Let go of me," she gritted angrily, and if it was another time, her feistiness would have turned him on. He didn't let her go, however, no matter her weak attempts to separate herself from him. "How dare you touch me?"

"Alina―"

"There was one thing I asked of you." Her hurt honey eyes met his, and the pain in them was agonizing, almost as strong as his one. "One godforsaken thing, and you promised, you bloody promised..." Once Alina realized she couldn't make him let her go, she let out a frustrated sound, tears filling up her eyes.

There was a strong pain on his chest that didn't let him speak.

"And it was not even for me," she told him, stubbornly wiping one tear on her cheek. "It wasn't for me, no matter that the idea of you and her makes me the most miserable woman in existence!"

There was one, one goddamn twisted, selfish part of him that had wanted―had craved―to hear that, even though he didn't understand most of it.

"My lovely witch," Julian whispered the first thing that came to his mind. His fingers caressed her cheek softly, but she pushed it away stubbornly.

"When was it?" his Alina demanded, almost as if she was trying too hard to hate him. And failing in the meantime. "When? Before or after you held me in your wolf's back? Before or after you hated me for even thinking there was someone else waiting for me? Before or after you kissed me, you selfish bastard―"

Julian cut her off by crashing his mouth into hers the way he had wanted to for so long; taking her lips in his, savoring them, tasting her...

Alina struggled in his hold as much as she could, trying to push him away as she separated her lips from his hungry ones.

"Don't you dare kiss me now―"

He cut her off with his lips again, not because he didn't want to hear her beautiful angry voice, but just because he wanted to have her so bad. The rest of the world could burn to ashes right now, Julian, the King of thousands of werewolves, wouldn't give a damn about it.

Somewhere in the middle of fighting him away, Alina gave up and melted in his arms, kissing him back with as much passion as he was kissing her.

And it was wild, hungry, crazy, the way they craved for each other's lips and the way their hands moved to each other's bodies as if they wanted to touch everywhere at the same time.

Julian didn't know if he had walked back or if Alina had pushed him, he couldn't tell for sure. He just knew he was sitting in a sofa, with his lover straddling his lap as he kissed her as if there was no tomorrow, and she made little noises on his mouth while grabbing on his hair almost too painfully.

He let go of her lips only to kiss down on neck, sucking on every spot he could thing of.

"Let them free for me," he said as he took her earlobe between his teeth, making her whimper. But without objecting, she did as she was told, her fingers somehow managing to let her curls free off the low bun they had been in. "Gorgeous." From his deeper voice, he didn't know if it was him or his wolf that had said that.

But as his lips went down on her throat, her whimpers only increased. "Julian," she whispered, something between a warn and a plea.

"Shhh, my lovely witch," he said, voice low. "I have to kiss every inch of you."

He managed to untie the small ribbon that her black dress had in the front, lowering it off her shoulders and her chest, until her full breasts were out in the open for him, her dark n*****s hard and pointed.

"F.uck." He bit back a growl. They couldn't be heard.

"Julian."

Julian wasn't sure if she was begging him to stop or pleading him to take her in his mouth, but even if it was the first, he wouldn't have been able to stop. He took one n*****e between his thumb and forefinger, and already she had her mouth opened, but no sound came out of it.

He left kisses on her other breast, soft and gentle at first, but a loud moan came out of her throat, pained and strangled.

"Shhh, my lovely witch," Julian repeated, hushing her, having his way on her skin. "Keep quiet."

However, by the way she had started to rhythmically rub herself on him, Julian was losing all control too.

"Alina," he hissed, both hand stopping her by holding her hips under her dress. "If you do this, I'm going to take you right here. And you won't be able to keep quiet then."

As much as Julian wanted to do so, as much as he wanted to have all of her, he couldn't while his people were just in the other room, celebrating for him.

So instead he gave one long lick to one of her n.ipples that had her try to hold back a cry of pleasure and agony. "Shhh, I'll make this so good for you."

Everything else had left his mind but the woman he had in his arms, the way she arched her body to be closer to his mouth. It was such torture for them both, Julian could tell it by the way their hands itched to touch more, but oh, what a sweet, agonizing torture it was.

He kissed just between the flesh of mounds that were her breasts, and that bit down on it, hard, just like he would do if that was her marking spot, but not tearing up her skin. And when he saw the hickey there, reminding him she couldn't heal fast because she was not a wolf, it drove him somehow even more insane; to know that she would carry this half-mark with her at least for a few days.

"Goddammit, you're addictive," he told her, watching the way some curls were glued to her sweaty forehead, and the way she let out another loud moan when he took the other n*****e on his mouth, twisting and turning it between his teeth.

Even the way she was biting down on her fist didn't stop her noises properly.

"Please, you have to cover my mouth," Alina whispered to him, desperate, and that was what he did. Blocking her mouth with one palm as he licked and bit on her n.ipples furiously, changing pressure just when he knew it was becoming too much for her.

Somehow her muffled sounds on his hands turned him on even more.

But what took him completely by surprise was the sudden kitten lick she gave to his hand, her round eyes looking down at him hopefully.

"Lovely witch, you're making this even harder." One bit on her tender, swollen flesh tore a sound out of her mouth, that this time was muffled not by his palm, but by two fingers inside her mouth.

The view almost, almost had him tear their clothes apart and have her in all the ways he desired to.

But for now all he wanted was to be focused on her until he had her forget every tear he had caused in her eyes. And Julian wasn't sure how much time passed by with him pleasuring her with his tongue only, having her shiver and writhe in his arms, but it didn't feel like nearly enough.

Yet by the way Alina was losing all control, becoming even more desperate, he knew she was close. Her big eyes were half-opened and looking down at him in surprise, almost as if she was surprised by it. By the way he could play without her body by not even touching her properly. Didn't she know she could have her release just by this?

How much more didn't she know about her body?

Julian found himself wanting to be the one to teach her; to be the one she would explore everything with. Just the idea of another male taking his place made his wolf want to tear his skin apart.

She was theirs.

"Julian," she whimpered his name when he let her mouth free, and so he did with her hip, letting her grind herself on him despite how torturing it was for him. "Julian, I- I need... you... to..."

He covered one breast with his hand completely, squeezing it, and the other with his mouth. "Just let it go, my lovely witch," Julian whispered against her skin, smiling. "Let it go for me."

In an instant, she came with her eyes closed, her hand on her mouth as the other held on his hair for her dear life.

And the view was more than he had wanted and needed.

Burying his face on her chest, he mumbled, "I'm addicted," over and over again, saying her name in between as she rested her forehead on the top of his head, keeping silent. Her arms around him as she panted hard, trying to find her breath.

And only when he felt her little body trembling in his arms, he did realize she was crying silently.

"Alina." Julian soothed her curls from her face, wiping her tears that were only replaced by some other. "My lovely witch."

Had him touching her like that made her so miserable that she had ended up crying?

"We'll get through this, Alina," he told her. "We will find a way. Just don't give up on me, please. Not yet." He had made her a promise he hadn't kept in the past as well, so this only made him feel even more selfish. "I don't know, I don't remember... how... what happened..."

Alina buried her face on the spot between his neck and his shoulder. "That child will bring your destruction, Julian," she whispered. "I cannot allow that. I will not let them hurt you."

He was simply dumbstruck. Alina had always said things he hadn't understood properly, but this? What did she mean by this?

"What are you taking about?" He buried his fingers in her hair, forcing her to look at him. "Talk to me, Alina. Just once, talk to me."

"I'm sorry..." she started, but she was immediately cut off by a loud bang on the door that made them both jump in unison.

"Julian!" It was his brother's strong voice on the other side of the door that called out his name. "Whatever you're doing, you have to get out of there!"

Julian exchanged a look with Alina, but she looked as oblivious as he was.

"They're here, the rogues... We're under attack!"