Her Lyckan King

The Garden

This is my space, no one wonders into my garden it is my sanctuary, my place of peace. "I have never brought another to this place" he says in a husky voice he can't control. " This is my Garden, my peace when chaos ensues, my quiet when I need to think and my sanctuary". She looks around in awe and when her eyes settle back on his face he's mesmerized by the pools of deep unfathomable emotions that stare back at him. " It is beautiful" she whispers as her eyes take in every detail of this space that once belonged to only him.

He walks up to the water edge and place her feet down in the cool wet sand. Pulling her into his body with her back to his chest, wrapping his arms around her petite frame, unable to let her go. They stand silently watching the moon dance on the water of the lake, watching the shadows dance in the reflexion of the light on the water. They just stand there in the quite, his heart beating so fast, but his senses focused on Jaxi. Her heart... beating slow, ... her breathing... relaxed as she breathes deep as if she can take the scent of this moment with her. He relaxs his hold on her, gathers his nerves and controls the slight tremble in his hands as he turns them to gaze into her eyes. He lowers his head and he hears her breath hitches as her eyes go wide for a moment and the scent of her arousal floats in the air between them. He takes a deep breath controlling his wildly beating heart and presses a tender kiss to her forehead.

She turns and gazes at the water again and then back to him " it is magnificent! thank you for sharing your space with me" her voice slightly trembling in awe. " What is mine, is now yours Jaxi, you are my mate, and this here.. he gestures with his chin, this is now yours as well." he smile down at her and her eyes light up, and before he looses his nerve, he adds " there is something else I want to show you....I would like to show you my ...heart...." he says and her eyebrows shoot up, almost disappearing into her hair line. He chuckles softly to ease her tension and she stares at him, looking him up and down from his feet, slowly making her way up his body, halting around his hips and his c**k twitched in delight as she captures her bottom lip between her teeth and continues her scorching path over his abs, chest, shoulders and arms, hesitating over his lips and when he bites his lip in a similar way to her, her eyes snap to his and the depth of lust he finds has him almost gasping for a breath. She is magnificent, and in this moment he wants to kneel down and thank the Goddess for his perfect mate!

The view from the water's edge is magnificent and his sanctuary is an Eden. When he says what’s his is hers, she can't believe what she is hearing, she just stares at him. He smiles and says he wants to show her something else, but he seems uncertain. why would this magnificent creature be unsure of himself.... her eyes take him in in the light of the moon and she feels the need to thank the Goddess for this man, even if he isn't yet hers. Her eyes make their way up his body, her eyes caressing every inch of his magnificent physic. When she gets to his hips she takes in the “v” shape of his hips and the strong muscular thighs that stretch his suit perfectly over his frame. His c**k twitches and she catches her breath, drawing her lip between her teeth to keep from moaning at the sight of this magnificent man.

"I want to show you my...other side" he says in a soft trembling uncertain voice. She frowns, what is he afraid of, what could this other side be?..." I mean I want to show you my beast...You don’t have to be afraid of him, ... it is still me, even in his form I have control" he says and she gasp, " your Lyckan beast" she asks and he nods, thoughts of what she's heard and flashes from her past cloud her mind for a second and just as it feels like it will overwhelm her, he takes her hands in his, turns her palms up and kiss her pulse on each arm softly. " I would never hurt you, in this form or any other. My beast was the first one to recognize you as our mate, and he wants to show you, his face, cause we already love you Jaxi, ... we belong to you, ...both of us" he pleads and she concedes. " OK, ... I want to see your beast" she says with a shy smile and looks up into his beautiful eyes and excitement flashes in them, the gold flecks swirl and draws her in.

He steps away from her and starts removing his shirt, placing it neatly on the bench next to him. Her toes curl into the soft wet sand from excitement and anxiety and anticipation and nerves , she has a slight trembling to her body. He moves to his pants unzipping them and her cheeks flush. He smiles and shakes his head slightly and his voice is teasing when he says " I need to strip, you don't have to be shy, ...this body and my beast's belong to you...You can look and touch when ever you want...Besides, I need to strip to shift otherwise I will ruin my clothes and you'll have to meet my people with a naked king next to you". She laughs out loud and his knees buckle, he catches himself on the edge of the bench. Her hand goes to her mouth to cover the laugh and he can't help but join in the laughter. It is carefree and happy and melodious and absolutely perfect. " I guess stripping would be better" , she laughs again and he steps out of his pants, then drop his boxers and her breath hitches and her tongue darts out to lick across her lips, and he almost moans.

Her cheeks turn scarlet when his boxers drop to the ground and his magnificent naked body gleams in the moon light. The light kisses every ridge and hollow, and as her eyes dip to his c**k it jumps up at attention and she turns a deeper shade of red. Amusement flickers in his gaze and mischief dances in his eyes as he turns around, twirling for her, she burst out laughing and when she hears a growl she sober up and looks at him. Her eyes locking with his and then a shimmering covers his skin and he tells her not to be afraid. The shimmering intensifies and she looses sight of his body, and when the shimmering subsides, in the place where James stood mere moments before, there now stands a huge Wolf like creature. His shoulder as high as her head and standing tall he towers over her and she tilts her head back to look at his face. Those mesmerizing blue eyes swirl with the gold flecks, deep pools of raw emotions, staring back at her. She takes a step back to get a better look, and to calm her racing heart, ...he slowly lowers down to his belly, resting his head on his giant paws, a soft whining falls from his muzzle, and his eyes turn sad. She gasps at the intensity of the emotions that swirl in those eyes.

She stares at him for a moment taking in every detail, the thick midnight black fur, the soft loving look in his beautiful eyes and the huge sharp claws at the end of his paws. He retracts his claws when he sees her staring at them, and she feels a sliver if disappointment. But when she looks into his eyes again, she can't help the feeling of awe that washes over her. She takes a tentative step towards him, and he doesn’t move, his eyes the only thing that tracks her movement. Another step, and then another that brings her right to his side. Slowly she reach her hand out and softly touches his fur, it's so soft, it is totally unreal, its like silk between her fingers, soft and thick. When her hand reaches his neck, he lifts his head and they are eye to eye. She takes a quick breath and releases it slowly as she reaches for his cheek, do beasts have cheeks? ... and then he leans into her touch. Her lips part and her tongue flashes over her lips nervously. He nuzzles her palm and looks her straight in the eyes. Smoothing her hand over his fur I reach up and over his head towards his ears and the urge to scratch behind them hits her and she does. He grumbles and she jumps. He softly whines and drops his head on his paws again, laying still, whining softly. Eyes pleading with her...for what? and then she remembers his words, his beast wants me to accept him for who he is the way I look at the man. And with this realization a smile spreads over her face and she leans in closer to him. He lifts his head again, but just to the level of her shoulders this time, watching her. She leans in even closer, and whispers in his ear, " you are magnificently beautiful!" he leans into her shoulder as if hugging her then tucking his head around her pulling her closer. She crouches down and takes a seat between his front paws and he drapes his neck around her, closing her into a soft furry cocoon. She sighs and lean back into his chest. Closing her eyes and just breath him in. They sit quietly watching the moonlight dance across the lake.