The Alpha King's Foreign Luna

Chapter 17

Zuki hid her amusement to herself, as she struggled with the urge to break into peals of laughter at the absurdly large amount of food served before them. Her gaze traveled over the impossibly long table where the array of food is artfully placed in the center, enough to feed twelve people.

Would they ever finish it all?

"I have asked them to prepare these meals for you. I hope that it suits your pallet, my queen."

Taken aback, but did not show it, she smiled sweetly at him.

"Yes. I will eat well. Thank you."

Killian's face lit up when he heard no objection from her when he addressed her as his queen.

He pulled a chair out for her, and she felt obliged to sit as he took his own seat next to her. She felt the deliberate brush of his knee on hers when he adjusted his seat. The slight innocent touch made her heart skip a beat.

He was watching her when their meal began and studying her strained silence. She pretended to marvel at the food in front of her, ate to her heart's content. She didn't really want to look and lock eyes with Killian, so she kept her eyes on her plate and her food. When she had her fill, she opted for dessert and luxuriously ate her favorite pudding, licking the spoon inside her mouth. She stole a glance at him from the corner of her eye and her spoon shook a little after scooping a bit again and lifting it on her mouth to eat. He was making her a bit nervous.

Why did he have to watch her?

Killian's eyes followed the path of her tongue as it traveled around her lips. He envied that spoon for the treatment it received, wishing it was his mouth she was licking instead. His heart thumped on his chest, his pants tightened, his erection evident, he wanted her; of that there was no doubt, but at the same time he had to be patient with her. To hold her until her fears and trust issues subsided.

She ate in silence as she innocently ignored his seductive stares at her in between his attention to his food.

"You know you're gonna have to talk to me sometime. Why not start now?"

She simply quirked an eyebrow at him and replied.

"This sure is a lot of food for two people."

He glanced and frowned at her.

"The food was supposed to be eaten by us after we spent the whole night mating."

She coughed as she choked on her food at his forward remark. It took sometime before she was able to compose herself and face him.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"About us."

"What about us, your majesty?"

"Call me Killian. You are my mate. You have the right to address me by my first name. Now, why did you hide the fact that you knew we were mates five years ago, Zuki?"

Zuki? When did he start calling her that?

"Because I was thirteen and you are older than me. I got scared."

"How about now? Are you scared of me?"

"Not really..."

"Then why don't you want me to claim and mark you?"

"I told you the reason before, Killian. When did your magical crest appear?"

"Two years ago. It appeared out of nowhere. Then it's like torture. I thought someone cursed me."

Two years ago. That was when she first shifted.

She stared sightlessly at her plate and got lost in her own thoughts. She was reminded once more why she began hating him. Her mood soured and she frowned at him, but kept silent.

His jaw tightened as he clenched his fist, he could feel himself getting angry at her, so he fought the urge to grab her and take her to the very table they were eating.

He didn't understand her reactions, her mood swings. He was never a patient man! No one had ever said no to him. He always gets what he wants! Even the women he had known had been as eager as he, practically throwing themselves at him.

He fought and controlled his anger. He was on the brink of snapping at her. He breathed deeply and calmed himself, reminding himself of their agreement.

"Why aren't you talking? Did I say something wrong?"

"Because. I'm reminded of the pain I feel every time you are in bed with another woman!"

"How would you know that? Besides, it's the same for me!"

"Excuse me! I don't sleep around with men, I'm pure. Unlike you, you always have s*x!"

A genuine smile flashed before his face, when he heard her say she was a virgin.

She felt her face heat and blushed.

"Anyway, every time you go to sleep with a woman, I would know. The mark burns and it feels like my body is being ripped apart."

" The same goes for me. I have never really got to go all the way with all those women since two years ago. The mark prevents me from doing so."

She furrowed her brows in disbelief. Afraid her emotions would betray her, she stood up from the table and turned her back away from him.

So it is also the same for him... Why hasn't she thought of that? That mark bounds them body and soul.

"Well. Even if you didn't go all the way, it still doesn't change the fact that you have touched other women other than your mate."

"It's inexcusable, yes. But, it's partly your fault. You should have told me that you were my mate back then. I didn't know, remember?"

"How is it my fault? I was only thirteen then. I can't just show up at your doorstep and say that, hey'! I'm your mate!"

"Yes. You should have! I've searched for you for five years in Japan."

"Wait! What? How come I've never heard of that?"

"Your mom's mind manipulation, she erased all memories of you. I sent my brother Dexter there and he found out. He can read people's minds and retrieve memories. That's how I found out about you... the rest is history."

No wonder nobody in the Silver Fang guild knew of him asking for her. So it was partly her family's fault.

She kept silent once more. The emotions she's been keeping bottled up are threatening to come out once more. She turned her back away from him.

To shaken by her emotions, she wasn't able to react when Killian snaked his arms around her waist and held her in an embrace.

" It doesn't matter anymore, Zuki. The important thing is that you are here with me now..."

"I haven't agreed to be your queen yet."

She felt the muscles in his arms stilled and tensed, his breathing grew heavy, she knew that she was trying his patience and provoking him to get mad at her.

Her body quelled a shiver, she wanted to increase the space between them, but, there was something in the way that he held her that made her hesitate.

His hot breath caressed her ears as he whispered into it, his voice lowered. His tone has deepened, becoming more private, more intimate.

"But, you also haven't refused. You are mine and that fact still doesn't change. Even if you refuse me now, there is still tomorrow. I will wait, and then the next day, and then the next after that, then the next. Until you submit to me. I have patiently waited for five years. Two months is short compared to that."

Her heart raced not just about what he said but the fact that his hot breath was fanning her ears, sending electrifying sensations all throughout her body, making her toes and fingers curl. With difficulty she fought the urge to surrender in his embrace and let him sweep her off her feet.

"I'm tired, Killian. I wish to rest."

She tried to pull herself away from his arms, she felt his muscles tighten more and refuse to let her go.

"Please... We'll talk some more later. We haven't had any proper sleep."

He let out a frustrated sigh and unwillingly let her go. She glanced at him and saw his jaw tighten and his eyes burning with hunger and passion.

She broke off from his stare and escaped from him as she walked briskly hiking up the stairs.

When she was confident with the space she created between her and Killian, she held on to the door and caught her breath.

She really needs a bath right now, being alone with him in the house is really affecting her.

She went inside the room and opened her suitcase. She was glad Marion was quick-witted enough to send her suitcase along with her. She took her toiletry pouch and grabbed her red silk yukata and headed for the beautiful open bathroom that faces the forest. She accidentally came across it when she was entertaining herself by touring the lodge house when Killian was busy supervising their dinner.

She walked inside the bathroom and neatly hung her yukata on the clothes rack, she proceeded to fill the big hot tub with water, adjusting the temperature. She took a full shower, taking her time exfoliating and lathering her body with scented body washes and oils.

When she was satisfied with her shower. She skinny dipped in the tub and enjoyed her warm soak in the relaxing water. This reminded her of an onsen back home. The only difference is that the water in an onsen stays warm all through out. She folded her arms and laid her head on the edge, taking in the relaxing view of the green luscious tall trees before her through the glass walls. It must be around noon. Because of the bright sunny weather outside.

She wished she had wine with her right now to complete the relaxing experience, but, pouted and thought.

Is it alright to have wine at this time of the day?

An idea flashed before her mind. There's no harm in trying, right?

She opened the palms of her hands, her fingers repeatedly contracted and relaxed with great concentration, trying to open a small portal. The portal repeatedly closed and opened but never fully completed.

Damn Killian! He's really blocking her from using her gift.

After a few small beads of sweat on her forehead and minutes of repeatedly trying; with great concentration and a bit of wasted life-force, she succeeded in opening a small portal about the size of a small plate. She reached through it and took the bottle of red wine and wine glass on top of the long dining table downstairs where they had just dined.

She squealed a little when she succeeded in extracting the two articles out of the portal.

She was amazed at the French Burgundy wine she held in her hands and poured a liberating amount into the wine glass. She held the wine glass, pinching the stem at the base and raising it to her nose, savoring the aroma before taking a sip, tasting the fruit-forward and smoke-like sweetness in the end. She luxuriously enjoyed her wine for a good couple of minutes. Feeling genuinely happy at her solitude.

Killian stood at the door taking in the scene before him.

Zuki bent forward on the tub and placed both arms on the broad edge of it, and rested her cheeks on them. The light glistening off her water slickened back.His gaze followed down the line to the narrowness of her waist and beyond to the flare of her hips at the waterline. He watched as the ripples of the water glided slowly over her milky skin to the fullness of her pale pink crest.

Drawing in a shaky breath, blood throbbing through his veins, he struggled and failed to control his passion raging in him. The magical crest that binds him to Zuki starts to burn up.

She noticed the magical crest on her back was starting to burn slowly. She observed that every time she and Killian were close to each other or when they were aroused the mark would act up. And right now she knew that he was near and that he was aroused.

Something was tugging her to look behind her back. She sucked in a surprise gasp and goosebumps rose on her skin. Crouching down in the tub, crossing her arms over her chest and snapping her legs shut as she backed up to one corner of the tub.

"What do you think your doing?"

Her voice rose an octave, her eyes opened wide as he undid a few buttons of his front shirt before pulling it over his head, giving her a view of his hard chest and washboard abs.

Oh Goddess! She felt her flesh inflamed from the inside out. She couldn't imagine a more glorious heat. She stilled and fought the urge to reach up and run her hands over his ripped body. She shook herself mentally as her thoughts suddenly became lustful.

"I thought I'd help you wash up." He growled and grinned shamelessly.

"Please... I already showered." The plea in her voice came out seductively.

Her gaze darted frantically around the room. Then it traveled back to him, from his chest to his broad shoulders and further down, as he ever so slowly, slipped his unbuckled belt from around his waist, coiling it before placing it on the sink. He took off his shoes and socks. His gaze locked with her. And he, with unabashed pride, stood and removed his slacks and boxers. His manhood dangling for her to see.

"No! Your going in naked?" She closed her eyes and looked away.

"This is the best way to bathe. Isn't it?"

"No. Put something on, --a towel, your boxer, anything or I'm leaving!" She said in a breathless gasp.

He growled in irritation and moments later she heard a rustling of fabric and felt his nearness as he moved to the side of the tub. She heard the clinging of glasses and saw him drink directly from the wine bottle before carefully removing them from the tub's edge and placing them on top of the sink.

Oh my goddess. She gasped as she felt the ripples of the water when he slid into the tub.

Holding herself rigid. Her mind mentally panicked but her body betrayed her when he felt his hair roughened legs tickling her feet.

He watched her in fascination as her face blushed from the sight of his manhood.

"You can open your eyes, Zuki."

With hesitation, she slowly peered open one eye and looked at him and swallowed a lump in her throat when she saw a white towel covering his private parts.

"Oh my Godess! Oh my Goddess..." She whispered to herself. "--Just imagine it as a mixed open bath in an onsen back home."

Killian was just going to share a bath with her, but when he saw a swell of breast escape from her crossed arms. He lost it once more.

The heat of desire pulsing harder through his veins.

Her eyes stretched wider when she thought she saw his erection under the water, the flimsy towel was not enough to cover it; when she accidentally flashed him one of her firm breasts.

He arched an eyebrow when she scooted further into the corner of the tub. He groaned and reached for her, pulling her to him so her back rested on his chest, spooning her.

She held her breath, closed her eyes, bit her lips and braced herself for the intimate contact of their bare skin. Her cool skin against his warm one.

He gathered her hair in one hand and lifted it away from her neck, exposing her nape to him. He dipped his hand in the water and scooped some before letting it fall gently into her skin.

He took advantage of her exposed neck, his breath grazed her skin, the warm firmness of his mouth trailed soft, gentle kisses across it, nipping just below her ears and her earlobes.

His tongue traced the contours of her neck and shoulders, enflaming her blood and sending sweet torture liquefying her spine.

He let out a low, tortured groan as he felt her smooth, cool, flawless skin tremble beneath his touch and ignite a slow-burning fire within him. He wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her back more against his chest, he enfolded her in a tender embrace, to feel her skin glide over his.

She tried to remain rigid, but the heat from his kisses was melting her spine, making her toes curl and she found herself leaning her back against a hard chest.

Her wolf, Shiro, whispered in her head. "Relax... Enjoy... You know you want this..."

She came back to her senses when he flattened his palm against her belly and slowly made its way down to the folds between her thighs.

She lost her courage.

"I need to get out of here," She thought.

She gripped the tub and, modesty aside, stood up stark naked.

Killian wrapped a muscled arm about her waist and pulled her back down against his chest. Water sloshed over the rim of the tub, and she landed on his lap. He pressed her against his body, and he sucked in a breath when Zuki's bottom moved against him, removing the flimsy towel covering his lions. He felt her entire body tremble under his embrace. Gritting his teeth, he tried to control his mounting desire. She didn't want her to be afraid of him. He knew he must move carefully and slowly, allowing her to adjust to the situation.

She could fight her way out of his hold, but she couldn't make her body respond to her bidding. Instead she felt her body tremble and froze, unable to move in her place. Her legs on each side of him, feeling his hard shaft between the folds of her private part, she gasped at the intimate touch of their bodies. A sweet warmth gushed from the center of her folds as she was seated on top of him. Her mind instructed her to free up, so she squirmed about.

Reflexively, Killian wrapped his hands tighter around her, pulling her back.

"Please... I will only touch you, stay still." He moaned in her ear.

His hands cupped her chest and somehow they felt full with her firm pink breasts, his fingers lightly brushing her aroused crests, sending waves of sensation to the center of her body.

One hand disappeared under the water. Her breath caught in her throat at his sensual touch. She felt the heat in her core growing hotter and hotter. He did only touch her there, stroking her, teasing her, arousing her.

She felt his hardness rub between her folds, never penetrating, only brushing, rocking her cl*t back and forth, an enticing sensual sensation through her. Her hands clenched the sides of the tub as she felt a wonderful unknown passion rising inside her. Her breathing became a series of short gasps, her pulse rose with every rubbing motion of his c*ck on her cl*t.

Her body stiffened as sensations over sensations built up in her core, her muscles straining to achieve its release. With every thrust of his hips, she felt her core hike up and approached her peak, her body convulsing over and over again. Feeling the completion of her wanting and needing. Her core contracted and relaxed repeatedly, as her toes curled and flexed under the water.

She felt Killian's labored breathing, his body went rigid, his face contorted and then a pulsing rush of liquid heat burst forth, mixing in with the water.

When the last tremor had ended, his heart thumped painfully in his chest as he groaned as if enduring a pain. He'd never experienced anything like this before. No thrashing of lust, no pounding of bodies. Never before had he made love in such a way, where so much sensation started even without him penetrating her, his blood pumping, and his heat rising upward. Only she had made him feel this way.

What he and Zuki had just done was beautiful, something so special that he never wanted to experience with anyone else except his innocent mate.

When his vision focused, he found Zuki in a dream like trance. Her wet eyelashes sweeping on his skin, her eyes drowsy, her beautiful lips partly opened, her face and skin flushed. He lowered his mouth, pressing fevered kisses on her lips.

He felt her body shiver. Shifting her from his lap, he stood up. He reached for a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He held Zuki up by her arm; her amazed golden eyes on him. He gave her a warm smile and wrapped the towel around her, carrying her princess style out of the tub.

She was shaken, it was her first time experiencing orgasm. Her legs wouldn't move, her muscles felt like jelly. She didn't say anything while Killian toweled her dry and made her wear her red silk yukata. He settled her in bed and eased in alongside her.

Had he shocked her? They haven't really done the real mating part yet. There was never really any penetration that went on while they were in the tub.

She truly is innocent, surprised and confused by what had transpired in the bath.

She made no protest when he drew her closer to him and savored her sweet, magnificent, soft, warm body, holding her while they both fell asleep into the day.