Caught In Between The Lycan Heirs

A memorable wedding night

Riya's POV

Apparently, Hiram and I were supposed to have a wedding night just like every other couple. Or so, the servants thought. When I walked back into my bedroom after having a long shower, I was a little surprised to see that the big king sized bed was adorned with red rose petals, forming a love symbol. There were candles lit in the room, forming soft yellow lights.

I gulped as I took in the sight and my eyes imagined the scene that was supposed to play out here. Hiram and I having our wedding night together….

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts and at the same time, Hiram's voice came.

"Do you like the setting?"

I looked towards the direction where the voice came from and there was Hiram, standing as tall and breathtaking as always, by the doorside. I cleared my throat and feigned confidence.

"I don't know."

He took slow, precise steps into the bedroom while I waited for him to reach me with a tensed body. "You know, if you don't like it, I could ask Candice to come clear everything. I don't know why she'd even do any of this."

"You can't blame her." I replied. "It's only normal for a couple to have their first night together. She probably thought it was the same for us."

"Isn't it, though?"

I looked up towards his face. He was close to me now, such that I could see all of the tiniest details of his sharp, handsome face. His perfectly chiseled jawline, straight Roman nose, his moist lips, and his dark, intense stare. I blinked and shifted on my feet as my heart fluttered from the sinful pleasures of my eyes adorning his heavenly body.

"Don't forget the most important part of our contract. You are to bear me a child within a year." His hand slowly reached for my face and he gently pushed back a loose tendril of hair away from my face. My body instantly felt warm as his fingers brushed past my face as he did so.

"How do you plan to get pregnant if we do not consummate our marriage now?"

I opened my lips to reply to him but my lips shook and I could hardly produce a word. He moved even closer to me, in a way that our bodies were almost touching. His fingers moved to the ropes of my bathrobe and he played with it, twirling his hand around them in a teasing manner. I held my breath as he did so. Was he going to unstrap the robe? I should stop him before he does so. But why was I doing nothing to stop him now? Why was my body enjoying this even though my head warned me to fight this feeling?

"As much as I cannot wait to plant my seed into you, it would be terrible of me to take you, unprepared." He leaned closer and whispered into my ear. "I'll wait till you're ready."

And just like that, he pulled away, leaving me to endure the aftermath of the torturous, unsatisfied pleasure he had driven into my body. My heart fell in disappointment.

"Goodnight, Ms. Warren." He sent me a small smirk before turning on his heel and making me leave. Without thinking twice, my hand shot out and held onto his, stopping him from moving any further. His brows knitted as he stared at me and he looked a little surprised by my action.

"Don't go." I said to him, shamelessly. His frown deepened.

Without warning, I brought his hand towards the small back of my waist before pulling myself closer to him. Stepping on my tiptoe, I fluttered my eyes shut and planted a kiss softly on his lips. I felt his body tense in shock at my action.

I dropped my footing again and opened my eyes to stare into his. His beautiful bluish gray eyes that I had been used to seeing cold seemed to have softened up. I gulped again.

"I'm ready." I told him. "I've always wanted to do this with you again after that night at the bar."

His lips parted and he fell silent for a moment, as though he was struggling to find a perfect reply for me. My heart thumped as he took his time and I feared that he was going to reject my advances. I had never tried to seduce a man before and it surprised me that I was trying to get Hiram to sleep with me. Was I going to end up regretting this?

"Are you sure you want this?" He finally found his words again and I bit my bottom lips, lowering my eyes shyly before answering.

"Yes."

His fingers held me by the chin and he raised my head to look at him. His eyes were so soft now, I couldn't hardly believe there was ever a coldness held in them. It was like a completely different version of Hiram that I had never seen before.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Warren?" His voice was low and accusing, yet they still caused my heart to flutter wildly.

"Call me Riya." I told him. "At least, just for this night."

He smiled softly before leaning in and kissing me on the lips. His kiss lingered a little longer than mine, his lips tasting of cinnamon and a subtle hint of peppermint.

"Okay, Riya." He whispered back to me as he pulled back again, his eyes never leaving me for a moment. His fingers reached for my neck and trailed gently down to the space in-between my chest. My breath hitched, such that he could see my chest heave heavily, up and down.

Again, he leaned in and sealed our lips in a kiss. My eyes fluttered shut again and I reached for his hair, diving my fingers into it softly. He led me towards the bed and laid me on it, then drew himself closer to me and lay towered over me. As I stared at him from underneath his weight, he looked even more big and dominating. But I liked it. It felt really good to play the role of his pet for the night.

He undressed me and kissed me again.I let his hands travel down the soft curves of my body as he gently groped and caressed the molds on my chest and the softness of my ass. A soft moan left my lips as his finger slipped into the tight space in-between my thighs. I could feel myself get very wet as his finger thrusted in and out.

"I want you inside of me." I didn't know when the words left my mouth but I was glad it did. My whole body ached for him and I wanted to feel him inside me badly.

He smirked again as he kissed me, before breaking the kiss and watching my eyes keenly.

"What is the magic word?"

"M…magic word?"

"Yes." His fingers played with me continuously and I couldn't take the pleasure anymore. I wanted him badly. More than the way I want anything else at this moment.

"Please." I breathed heavily. My head was on cloud nine and I could barely think straight. "Please, I want you inside of me, Hiram."

"Good girl. I love it when you call my name like that."

As he said those words, I suddenly had a flashback and was taken back to the moment, three years ago when we were this close to each other; naked and sweaty.

"I want you inside of me."

"You're still too tight. I don't do virgin girls."

"Please. Please, take me."

"I love to hear you beg for it. Say my name too."

"Wh…what is your name?"

"Hiram."

I gasped softly, both from finally recalling the memory of that night and as his hardness thrusted into me. I continued to gasp and moan softly as he thrusted into me with a steady rhythm.

I let out a longer, deeper gasp as orgasm hit me and I felt as though my soul was leaving my body. The same time, he released a low grunt as he reached his climax and I felt some warm thickness mix with my own orgasm.

I was always wrong about the gods. They listen to my deepest wishes. Even the darkest ones. Never in my life had I ever thought I would get a second chance with the man I'd had my first and only s*x with. But here we were again.

Would I have another opportunity to experience this with him again or would this be the last one?