The King of Wolves

Chapter 8 - Together at Last

Morana POV

Caspian gently strokes my leg with one hand while the other cups my cheek.

I’m frozen.

I can barely even feel the connection of our bond, my mind a mess trying to decipher what’s real and what’s not.

I haven’t said a word in over ten minutes since the King told me about his earlier conversation with my Alpha and Beta.

This is unbelievable.

Am I royalty? Yeah right!!

My breathing is shallow. Having learned that my entire life has been a lie, I can’t think straight.

I run a hand over the scar on the back of my neck. Well, what I thought was a scar.

It turns out it’s a birthmark given to me by the MOON GODDESS.

Give me a break!

I suck my bottom lip and chew on it for a moment before exhaling.

“So what now?” I look up at Caspian, hoping he has some idea about what all this means.

He leans forward and plants a kiss on my forehead.

“Well, little one, I think we should eat something. Then we can talk with Beta Derek.”

“Wait, you aren’t going to reject me?”

My question catches him off guard, making him choke. His face is hard and stern when he turns to look at me.

“No, Morana. I’m not going to reject you.”

I look at my hands knotted in my lap and feel my lip quiver.

He places a finger under my chin to bring my eyes back to his.

“You and I were destined to be together. Prophecy or not. The Moon Goddess made us for one another.”

With that, I can’t take it anymore.

A sob escapes my lips. My shoulders shake as all my emotions come crashing down.

Caspian pulls me into his arms, and all the tears I have been holding back rush out.

I grasp his shirt and hold on like he is my lifeline.

Today has been so exhausting, but it’s still not over.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you earlier. I was shocked and confused. But it doesn’t excuse my actions. Please forgive me, little one.” He strokes my hair. His apology leaves me stunned.

I don’t answer. All I can do as sobs wrack my body is pull him closer.

As wild as this is, I know it’s true deep down. I’ve never really left like an omega.

Sure, I’m not the best warrior or as fast as some of the other females my age, but my wolf is impressive, my senses better than I let others believe, even my brother.

I thought it would be better to make as little noise as possible. Let others believe what they want and just live a quiet life.

Well.

The Moon Goddess has other plans, I guess.

As I cling to him crying, Caspian puts an arm under my knees and behind my back to pick me up. He walks over to the bed and lays me down.

He bends down and slips my sandals off one after another. They clatter to the floor.

I feel the bed dip as he crawls in after me, coming up to my side and snaking an arm around my waist to pull me into him.

I wipe my face to get rid of the last traces of tears.

I can only imagine how I look. Eyes red and puffy.

Ugh, so not attractive.

Now that my hysterics have stopped, I can feel the tug of the mate bond again, realizing we’ve never been this close before.

He looks at me with piercing grey-blue eyes that swirl with lust.

Suddenly, a fresh wave of heat rolls through my body, where his hand is still lying.

Tingles erupt when he grips me a little harder.

My confidence dusts herself off and steps up, encouraging me to take the lead.

I push his shoulder so he is lying on his back and sit up, throwing my leg over his waist, straddling him. My dress rides up my legs, showing my panties and exposing my ass.

“Whoa, Morana…” He chuckles, and I feel him beneath me.

I press a finger to his lips, silencing him.

“Thank you,” I breathe. “Thank you for telling me. Accepting me. Not rejecting me. And please, call me Ana.”

His eyes get soft, and he reaches up to play with a curl in front of my face.

“Okay.”

The heat builds up inside me, and I guess he feels it too. He grabs my neck and brings my face to his, our lips crashing together.

The kiss is wet and hot, and a moan escapes me. I run a hand up to his chest. It sends a shiver up my spine.

We break away for a moment to catch our breath.

I run my tongue along his jaw, wanting to taste him. Salty and sweet and oh so delicious.

His hand runs down my back to my ass, giving it a firm squeeze and then slapping it.

I gasp at the contact, sending chills right to my core.

Putting my hands on his shoulders to hold myself steady, I grind my hips on his hard length under me, and I feel it twitch.

He smacks my ass once more before flipping us, so he now has me pinned beneath him on the bed. The movement happens so quickly that it makes me dizzy.

We daze at each other lustfully for just a moment.

“You are so beautiful.’ I feel a blush flush my cheeks.

Not wanting to wait any longer, I pull his face back to mine. I bite his lower lip asking for access, which he grants me. Our tongues are thrashing, fighting for dominance, and he moans.

Goddamn, it is so hot.

He breaks the kiss, trailing wet, sloppy kisses down my jaw.

I turn my head to give him better access to my neck and feel his teeth graze the spot that will soon bare his mark, sending an electric shock down to my now dripping core.

I cover my mouth to muffle a moan.

Caspian pushes up my dress, and I sit up to help him take it off. I’m now laying under this god of a man in nothing but a bra and ruined panties.

I’m so glad I decided to wear something nice today, but this is not what I expected.

My eyes are heavy and filled with lust.

“I think you have too much on,” I smirk and grab his shirt, ripping it open in one swift motion, so the buttons fly and bounce around the room. Oops.

I push it off his broad shoulders that ripple as he flexes, and my eyes wander around his pecs, down his washboard abs that run into a tight v, disappearing under his pants.

I can’t help but bite my lip as I lean back on my elbows, taking him in. I’m internally panting as I look at this man.

Both our breathing is labored, but we’re far from finished.

He leans over, kissing me, deepening it briefly before trailing kisses down my body.

His hands come to my breasts, still kissing me as he cups them. He begins to massage one breast lightly as his fingers slip under the thin, lacy material on the other, grazing my n****e.

I can’t help but let out a moan of desire, twisting my fingers in his hair and dragging my nails across his back when he pulls the fabric down to release my breasts.

He rolls my n****es beneath his thumbs, and they elongate at his expert touch.

I’m practically drooling, now in total disbelief that this gorgeous, sexy man is all mine.

And that he wants me to be his!

His mouth finally reaches its destination, and Caspian inhales deeply against my mound. A deep growl of satisfaction has his face vibrating against the sensitive area.

I close my eyes and throw my head back in pleasure.

Caspian’s hands leave my chest and trail down to my hips, hooking his thumbs under my panties, dragging them off me, and tossing them aside.

He places his hands on my knees, spreading them wide, and I moan in anticipation.

He kisses one side of my inner thigh and then moves to the other while

I wiggle beneath him, impatiently waiting for his month to be on me.

A smirk spreads across his face.

Caspian leans in and lightly flicks his tongue over my bud, making me moan in pure delight and grip the sheets. Encouraged by my reaction, he begins eagerly licking, sucking, and flicking my core.

He reaches up and grabs my breast, pinching my n****e once more.

“So f*****g sweet,” he mumbles against me.

The pleasure builds inside me, and I moan even louder, not wanting him to stop. I have never felt like this, shockwaves pulsing throughout my entire body.

With his free hand, he runs a finger along me and inserts one, waiting a moment before a second one follows. I let out a soft scream of delight.

Caspian pumps into me, slowly building speed until he thrusts his fingers vigorously, swirling them as he goes.

I cover my mouth to muffle the scream that rips from my throat as the pleasure builds and builds.

He latches his mouth onto me, moaning. It’s enough to send me over the edge as my body explodes around him.

I sink into the bed, weak, stars dancing around my eyes from the intense high.

Caspian sits up and sticks his fingers covered in my juices into his mouth, lapping up every last drop.

My heart beats against my chest as he looks at me, eyes hooded, full of want.

“That was amazing.” It comes out between breaths, still feeling the effects of his work and my release.

He smirks and runs his hands up my leg. “Don’t get too comfortable. We’re not done yet.”

I look down at his hips. The bulge in his pants looks like it’s about to break free. He reaches down, undoes the button, and my eyes widen as he springs free.

He’s huge!

How is this ever going to fit?

He gets off the bed and takes his pants off, followed by his boxers.

I sit up and crawl to the edge of the bed on all fours. Desire clenches me again as I stare at him.

I test the waters and grab onto this thigh, sitting back on my heels.

I reach forward and lightly run my fingers along his length. He hisses with pleasure.

I swallow nervously and wrap both hands around him, slowly running them up to the tip, squeezing lightly before going back down.

Caspian lets out a seductive growl, his eyes closing.

“F**K, Ana.”

I’m enjoying being the one to bring this man pleasure.

With one hand, I reach down and cup his balls, tugging them gently as I lean forward and kiss his tip.

Slowly, I take him in my mouth.

Caspian takes my hair in his hands, wrapping it around until he holds my head firmly by the base of my neck.

He guides my mouth and, with each thrust, fits more and more of him into my mouth, reaching my throat.

He picks up the pace, going faster, and I’m sucking harder, tears springing in my eyes as I try not to gag.

His breath is coming out harsh, and I can tell he is close.

I twist my hand around and around his length, and with a final deep thrust, he grunts as he finishes in my mouth.

I swallow all of him when he removes himself, licking my lips hungrily.

I have never been a fan of blowjobs, always finding it to taste gross when a guy unloads, but Caspian is sweet, making me crave more.

He leans forward and kisses my lips, my hair still wrapped in his hands.

I pull away to catch my breath, and he moves his hands to wrap around my back.

“Is that all?” I bat my lashes at him, sucking on my bottom lip.

He answers by picking me up by my bottom, tossing me higher on the bed, and crawling between my legs, his face coming next to mine.

“You want more?”

Our noses rub together, our breath intertwining.

“Yes.”

He reaches down and takes himself in his hand, pumping a few times before guiding it to my opening.

“You ready?” He looks at me, eyes moving from one to the other.

I gulp and nod my head.

Caspian eases into me slowly, little by little, letting me adjust to his enormous size.

I can’t help but moan.

The fire raging in me since I first laid eyes on him shoots through my body.

It’s a little painful at first but turns into the most incredible thing I have ever felt once he is flush against me.

I arch my back up and moan louder, feeling pure bliss.

He moves faster, gaining a rhythm that my body responds to, matching him thrust for thrust.

It likes like we’re both acting on instinct. Our bodies know exactly what the other wants.

I scream as his body slaps against mine. He wraps an arm around my back, grabbing my hip to hold me in place while he pounds.

He shows no mercy. Grunting and moaning from the pleasure I bring him. I love it.

The pressure builds, bringing stars to my eyes as I thrash around.

My core tightens, and I explode around him, screaming his name just as he throws his head back, grunting as he releases into me, finishing together.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, looking into each other’s eyes, our bodies heavy with satisfaction.

Who knew it could be this good?

Caspian slides out of me and kisses my marking spot once more, moving to lay beside me, propped up on an elbow.

I look at him with a smile as I run a hand down his chest, feeling his body.

“You are incredible.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.” I giggle and roll onto my side, snuggling into his chest.

He kisses my forehead and scoots me closer.

“As much as I would love to stay in this bed with you forever, I have meetings I need to get to. And you need to eat.”

I push back a little from him and pout in protest.

“Oh no, we have things to do.” He swats my ass and rolls off the bed.

I groan and follow him.

I want nothing more than never to leave this room, ever again.