Zane - Confessions of a lycan

Chapter 11

Lucien

Nolan came rushing at vampire speed and pounced on me. I could almost taste his madness.

I leaned back, grabbing his left arm firmly as he tried to reach for my throat, pulling him forward and kicked the i***t's leg away. Before he hit the ground, he regained enough balance to find the strength to pull me with him.

We rolled around on the floor as I tried to fend off his punches and regain the upper hand. He hissed and clawed at me.

“If you don't return her this instant, I'm going to make noodles out of your entrails! I don't give a damn who you are, do you hear me?! I'm going to kill you and then I'm going to kill that damned Lycan for touching what is mine!”

“You have lost your mind, Nolan. Do you even hear yourself? She isn´t yours to claim!”

He hissed at me, looking completely insane. Nolan swept his claws across my chest anf the smell of blood hit my nostrils.

Now I was really pis*ed. I pushed him away from me, kicking him with all my might right in the chest. Sending him flying backwards into the wall with a loud thud, leaving a dent in it.

Losing my temper completely, I rushed towards Nolan and lifted him off the floor and threw him across the room.

A huge crash followed as he landed right on the table full of computer monitors, smashing everything.

Nolan groaned but tried to rise by leaning on the desk. His eyes looked crazed, his shirt torn with bloodstains on it.

Just when I thought he was about to attack me again, I heard voices coming towards us from the hallway.

This was neither the time nor the place for this fight. Everything had gone straight to hell.

Nolan wasn't going to calm down easily, so staying was a waste of time.

I gave Nolan one last death glare, showing him that we were far from through with each other.

Then I bailed as fast as my vampire speed could carry me out of that wretched place.

***

Lily

Holy Cannoli!! He was a lycan. I had never met one before, but I had heard the stories.

I even read about them in the library I used to sneak into when no one was looking.

They were 10 times as strong as an Alpha werewolf and much larger, more vicious.

Zane stood in front of me. Staring at me with his golden eyes, panting with suppressed anger.

I had forgotten what triggered this because I was busy trying to keep myself from coming in my panties.

That was when he took a deep breath and growled deep within his chest. "You're killing me."

"I haven't done anything" My eyes widened with the realization that he could smell my arousal.

Before I had time to be embarrassed, his mouth slammed into mine.

For such a hard man, his lips were soft, warm and they promised sin I couldn't resist.

His hands found their way up to my hair. He gave it a light tug causing me to tilt my head back.

A moan escaped me and Zane took the opportunity to run his tongue along my lips. Asking for admission.

I had never been kissed before, but Zane was intoxicating. His taste and scent drove me wild. I couldn't get enough.

So I parted my lips and meet his tongue with mine. Zane moaned and growled into my mouth.

I was so excited that I hadn't noticed that Zane had separated my legs and stepped in between them.

I ran my hands up along his hard chest, until I reached his broad strong shoulders.

I didn't even remember what my fears were until I felt his hand caressing my upper thigh...

**

Zane



Fu*k, the smell of her arousal was the sweetest thing I had ever smelled. I told myself to take it slow, to be careful.

She was my mate and had been through trauma. But seeing her react with arousal instead of fear of my anger was the sexiest thing I've ever experienced. I couldn't have stopped myself even if I wanted to as I pressed my mouth to her plump luscious lips.

She tasted like strawberry dipped in champagne and I could tell from her kiss that she was inexperienced. And fu*k me if that didn't turn me on even more.

As she gently stroked her tongue against mine, it was all I could do not to come in my pants like some inexperienced youth. Goddess, what was this woman doing to me? All I wanted was to rip her dress off, pin her against the wall and fu*k her so hard that she forgot everything except how my co*k felt buried deep inside her.

But as I trailed my hand along her thigh, I felt her stiffen. It was like pouring cold water on all my dirty thoughts.

"Sorry, Wildflower. Didn't mean to get carried away. You're just so irresistible." I leaned my forehead against hers.

Hearing her light humming and feeling her hands explore my chest, I couldn't resist kissing her temple, letting my mouth explore downward. Kissing the corner of her mouth, her chin. She tilted her head to the side, giving me access to her neck.

As if I could resist such an invitation. Her cream-colored skin was soft as velvet as I let my tongue, mouth, and teeth take turns leaving love marks along the way. I couldn't believe this woman was mine. Mine to spoil, mine to protect, to love. I intended to do a damn good job at that as well.

I let my leather jacket fall to the floor. She gasped as she saw my tattoos visible under the rolled-up shirt for the first time.

"See something you like, honey?" I couldn't resist asking, giving her a flirtatious smirk. Which made her immediately blush.

"You're absolutely adorable when you blush, wildflower." I teased as I nuzzled against her cheek.

Which makes her blush even more and I couldn't hold back a chuckle.

To my surprise, she pulled back and glared at me with fire in her eyes that told me that she wasn´t happy with me.

My, oh, my, my wildflower had a temper. I couldn´t help but laugh out loud at my little mate’s fiery display.

"Zane! Don't you dare laugh!" which only made me laugh louder. "ZANE!"

"I'm sorry honey, but no one, ever, dares to give me such stern looks. You have to let me enjoy having a little kitten with claws for a moment." "I'm not little and I'm not a kitten!"

I tried to hold back my laughter. I couldn't resist touching her, running my hands up her spine, into her hair, leaning closer.

Then something hit me that I haven't experienced in over 80 years… Playfulness.

Nuzzling her hair, it just escaped me. "Meow little kitten"

"ZANE!" My wildflower slapped me on my chest playfully and began to laugh at my teasing behavior. If it wasn't the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. "You silly man." The smile that lit up her face almost made my knees buckle and my mood to sober.

Without further thought, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her with all the longing, fear and sadness I felt in her absence.

This woman was made just for me, it was almost too much to take in.

"Zane, are you alright?" She ran her hand over my hair while she let me hold her.

"You have no idea how much I've longed for you. How I've laid in bed alone at night imagining you, wondering if you even existed" I told her as I hugged her like there was no tomorrow.

She tried to pull back, but I refused to let go. She settled back into my arms, but I could sense that there was something troubling her. I pulled back slightly so I could look her in the eyes. "What's troubling you, sweetheart?"

She tried to look down, but I took her face between my hands.

"Zane, I'm no one special, I'm sure you can get someone much better than me." Her eyes teared up and I felt murderous.

Who the hell made her believe something so stupid?

"Lily, never ever say something like that to me again. What motherfu*ker made you believe something like that huh?"

A lonely tear rolled down her sweet face and I swore to the goddess that the son of a bit*h who ever made her cry or doubt herself would answer to my wrath. "It doesn't matter, not anymore"

"It does and we're going to get to the bottom of it. Just not right now, my wildflower. Right now, we're going to get you out of those smelly clothes and into a shower." I took a step back and slowly started unbuttoning my shirt, intending to give her a good show. Making her forget all her worries for the time being.

***

Lily

Zane took a step back and started unbuttoning his shirt with a sinful smile on his lips. When the last button was undone and the shirt fell to the floor, I was pretty sure my brain was short circuit.

Judging by how smug Zane looked, he knew exactly how he affected me. Forget 6-pack, this man has 8. With a perfect Adonis belt traveling downward. He had sleeve tattoos along both arms, motives that blended into each other.

The forest surrounded a large wolf's head over a night sky, where a smaller wolf howled at the full moon.

On his other upper arm was a huge attacking eagle with blue eyes, so large that one wing extends over his chest.

Below there were more forest motifs and a stag walking through it.

As my gaze followed every little detail on his body, I saw that both of his nip**es were pierced, and I couldn't stop a gasp leaving me. Zane's hand went to unbuckle the belt on his jeans and all my gaze could do was follow.

"Honey, I'm starting to feel lonely. Why don't you take that dress off for me?" My gaze flew up to his face and I could feel my whole body turn tomato red. May hell take the constant, eternal blush!

He stepped closer and caressed my cheek. "My little wildflower is shy, hmm? Let me help you."

He lifted me off the bathroom vanity, turned me around and pulled my hair to the side.

As if he could understand my shyness, he simply pulled down the zipper without delay.

"Take off your dress, sweetheart." I was shy and nervous but still I really wanted to please him.

I wanted to shower by myself, but at the same time, I wanted him there with me.

My conflicting feelings tangled with each other, but at the moment I was going to swallow my shyness because, somehow, I knew in my heart that he would never do anything against my will. How I knew? I couldn't tell.

Maybe it was our matebond, or maybe it was that I could see the genuine kindness behind his eyes.

Whatever it was, I was going to trust it.

I could hear his jeans falling to the floor. He then stepped up close behind me, towering over me.

He opened my bra while giving me a light peck on the shoulder as he swiped it off.

I couldn't stop my natural instinct to cover myself as I stood almost naked before him.

But instead of scolding me, he started massaging my shoulders gently.

He ran his hands up and down my back. Massaging all the knots with his thumbs as he followed with soft kisses on my neck and shoulders. Without thinking, I dropped my arms to my sides, leaning back into his skilled hands.

When his hands came down to my lower back, I was so relaxed that I didn't care when his thumbs stroked the edge of my panties.

As he kissed my neck, he slowly pulled them down. He turned me around, took my face in his hands and covered my mouth with his. Kissing me with a passion that I could lose myself in.

He pulled back and looked down at me with half closed, lustful eyes.

Without me having any idea how it happened, we were already in the shower.

Feeling shy again, I turned away, focusing on starting the shower. The fact that he was probably as naked as I was crossed my mind, but I didn't dare to look. When I turned on the faucet, ice-cold rays hit me.

I flew backwards with a shriek, landing against Zane's hard chest. He enclosed me in his strong arms and pressed himself close to me, chuckling in my ear. "Sorry Wildflower, I should have warned you to turn on the hot water first."

That was when I feel it. Enormous is the only word I could think of...

How could something like that even fit? As if he could sense my worry,

"Don't worry sweetheart. I'll make sure you're more than ready" Just as I was about to snap at him for his assumptions of where this was going, hot water hit me. His hands cupped my breasts, massaging them thoroughly.

I couldn't resist moaning and arching my back, resulting in him pinching my nip*les.

"Fu*k baby, you drive me crazy." My hand closed around his neck as he bent down and lightly nibbled and sucked on my marking spot, making me moan. I could feel myself dripping and couldn't resist rubbing my ass against him, which earned me a deep growl.

All of a sudden, he was gone. I turned around and he was standing looking at the ceiling, dragging his hands over his face.

I couldn't help but look down on the rest of him. Holy Goddess! It wasn´t just his nip*les that were pierced.

"Baby, we need to calm down before I fu*k you up against the wall. As fu*king tempting as it sounds, our first time, your first time, is going to be special." He grabbed my neck and gave me the sweetest kiss.

I couldn't stop the butterflies fluttering in my stomach or my heart skipping a beat for this man.

How could such a terrifying, powerful lycan be so tender, careful?

I barely reached his chest, his frame swallowed mine, yet he managed to caress me with such tender hands.

Thinking of my needs before his own. Without saying anything, he washed me with soap from head to toe.

My shyness forgotten at the moment. As he began to massage my head with shampoo that smelled just like him, I couldn't help but lean my head back and enjoy it, hoping it would never end.

"Sorry, I only have my own soap. I promise we'll go shopping for everything you need tomorrow."

"It's okay, I like smelling like you." I could see the smile playing on his lips. "So do I, little wildflower."

When we were done showering, Zane wrapped me in a large towel and finished with a light kiss on my lips.

I went to pick up my underwear but was stopped by a low growl.

"What do you think you're doing, wildflower?"

"They're the only clothes I have." He came forward and snatched the clothes from me.

“I don´t give a fu*k. This sh*t is going into the dumpster” I couldn't resist teasing his possessiveness a little.

"Zane, these are perfectly functional clothes. I don't care. You don't want me to have to walk around wearing nothing but a towel, do you?" That earned me a snarl so menacing that I could feel the tingle all the way down to my toes.

Goddess that man was sexy when he was angry.

"I don't see how a pair of panties can do any harm?" I gave him the best innocent doeeyes that I could muster.

His growl was so loud that the mirror on the wall shook. Ohh sh*t, maybe I went overboard, yet I had a hard time keeping myself from laughing. "Are you laughing??" Struggling to hold back the laughter, I just shook my head nooo…

Before I knew it, he had lunged forward and lifted me over his shoulder.

I squealed and laughed at the same time, which made him slap my ass which made me squeal even louder.

"Do you want to take back what you said, little wildcat?"

As innocently as I could prompt, I replied, "I don't understand what you mean." Which earned me another spank.

He threw me onto the bed before he fell on top of me, careful not to put any of his weight on me. I smiled up at him.

"You little wildcat, what am I going to do with you?" I just gave him a smile back, unable to resist running my hands along the hard muscles on his back. Feeling bold I said, “You could kiss me.”

He looked shocked at first before lowering his mouth to mine, nibbling lightly for me to let him in.

As his tongue caressed mine, I couldn't help but moan into his mouth. This was my new favorite activity, and I didn't even know this man, yet he was getting under my skin. But it would still be a while before I could give myself completely to him.

I needed to tell him where I came from and know that he accepted me for who I am.

I also needed to know what he did at that club.

He pulled back and was just about to say something when we heard the front door slam open with a loud bang.