Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 145

Lily's POV

I woke up to Aiden's arms around me, my heart racing and my body heavy with the weight of s****l gratification.

I squinted and raised a hand over my face to shield my eyes from the gentle morning light streaming through featherlight curtains and when I looked up to greet Aiden a good morning, he was even brighter than the sun.

I'm not joking, I need a bigger shield from the glare of Aiden's grin. It was almost like he had been split open, stuffed with sunshine and sewed back in. None of that darkness that usually followed him lingered or hovered around him, and I wanted to keep it that way.

He looked awake but lazy, alert but languid.

"Good morning, princess," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. His lips lingered, his nostrils dipped in my hair. He inhaled long and hard, exhaling softly. "You smell like me. It's driving me crazy."

Dahlia purred, warmth spreading across my chest at the compliment.

"She likes that," I informed him.

"Hmm?"

"Dahlia, my wolf. She likes it. I like it too, I like smelling like you, I like it when you call me princess."

He chuckled, pressing kisses along my jaw, his hands squeezing my hips, my a*s. "What else do you like? How can I please you? I want to know. I want to know everything about you."

"I love food, music, chocolates. I love flowers... you'd think I'd be sick of them because I work in a flower shop."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "You work in a flower shop?"

"Yeah, well I used to. With my best friend, Bia. You know Bia?"

He winced, a nostalgic grin dimpling his cheek. "I know Bia."

"I have a pet cat, Fiona, she's a little creatin. Sometimes, she thanks me for letting her stay with me by bringing home mice and-"

Aiden watched me talk and talk, a soft look in his eyes, suddenly, he reached out and pressed a hand to my face, pinched my cheek, "I know you're here, I know you're real, but... but this feels too good to be true. Am I dreaming? Is this a dream?" I leaned into his palm. "I'm here. I'm real. I'm never leaving, remember?"

We probably have shit to do, places to be, I need to check on my mother, find out how bad it is outside the safety walls of Zac's home, but with Aiden, it felt like time had slowed down, it felt like nothing mattered outside our protected bubble. He sighed and rolled onto his back, gazing up at the ceiling, "I've never slept so well in my entire life. I feel so at peace."

Gods, he looks so good without his clothes on. Golden skin stretched over taut muscles, doing a good job of holding in all that lethal power that existed in his body.

Hot red bursts of desire spiked through me again and maybe I'd have been able to rein it in if my wolf wasn't an unstoppable force in my consciousness.

I reached out and looped my arms around his neck, kissing his jaw, "what if peace is the last thing I want to give you?" I purred, kissing his neck.

I felt it the moment his body tightened and his heartbeat picked up. And when I looked up at him, his chest was heaving, pupils dilated with anticipation.

I curled a fist on his chest, my nails digging into his skin as I traced a teasing path down his torso. "What if I want to be your worst nightmare?"

He swallowed, his eyes wide and transfixed on me and I laughed, slipping under the sheets, my fingers finding their way to his already erect length.

I reveled in the way he tensed beneath my touch, desperately trying to maintain his composure, like he wasn't crazy that I was about to give him a blowjob.

I remembered exactly what he liked, what would drive him to his knees and make him go completely insane and I wasted no time in showing him.

I clenched a fist around his d**k and began stroking him, eliciting a hiss from him. He was heavy and long and perfect in my hand, my fist couldn't go around him completely but it'd have to do.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his forehead tightly furrowed as he released a frustrated breath from his lips.

My hair fell over my face as I slowly took his entire c**k in my mouth, the tip of it hitting the back of my throat. Tears dotted my eyes and he tensed, a low curse escaping his lips, trembling fingertips threading through my hair and helping me hold it out of my face. The need in his eyes was raw, palpable, primal... a hunger that matched my own. He looked so vulnerable, I wanted to coo at him.

I pressed kisses all over the tip and he let out a growl of frustration, his fingertips tightening its grip on my hair, "play later."

"But I want to play now," I murmured, definitely playing with fire now as I licked up the side of his d**k, moaning at his taste.

"Lily- f**k!" He huffed, panting. "Please, baby."

I laughed, enjoying the power I held over him in this moment and finally, with a bold move that I knew would push him over the edge, I took all of him in my mouth.

My throat flexed, trying to accommodate his huge length, my eyes burned with unshed tears but I refused to relent, taking him deeper and deeper, my wolf preening at the appreciative roar that left his hips when I took a considerable length of him in. His grip on my hair tightened, pinpricks of delicious pain shooting through my head but I didn't mind one bit, not with the way his body was tight with anticipation, not with the way he was panting and murmuring my name like that.

I was just about to really go down on him when a soft hesitant knock on the door pierced through our pleasure filled haze.

Aiden immediately snapped, annoyance and impatience clear in his tone. "Who the hell is it?" There was a glimpse of the Aiden I was familiar with; the wolf with a temper that was short and quick like the slice of a blade.

I sighed and reluctantly released him from my grasp, my lips lingering for a moment longer before I pulled away. Aiden's breath was ragged as he ran a hand through his hair, clearly torn between irritation and the undeniable urgency that had been so abruptly interrupted.

"A handmaiden. May I come in?"

"No you may not." Aiden said instantly, firmly and I couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable he looked.

Closing my hand around his shaft and stroking softly, I leaned up to kiss his lips. "Don't be like that, Aiden. What if it's urgent?"

"Can't they see that we're busy?" he muttered under his breath, lust reviving in his gaze as he gave in to my touch.

"Do you have news for me?" I asked and the meek, trembling voice filtered through the door.

"Y-yes! Master Zachary expressed his disapproval at the fact that you did not come down for dinner or breakfast. I was tasked with bringing your breakfast to you," she explained hastily, tripping over her words.

Aiden's irritation seemed to soften slightly at the mention of Zac's name, not like he would admit it to the maid. He shifted his gaze to me, a silent question in his eyes.

I gave his chest a gentle touch, his d**k, a gentle squeeze and offered him a reassuring smile. It wouldn't be fair to agitate the maid, who was just doing her job. Aiden relaxed against my touch, finally yielding, his tone slightly less harsh. "Alright, come in."

As the maid entered, I crawled back beneath the sheets and took off where I left off. Her presence, not stopping me from taking what I wanted.

Aiden let out a surprised and delighted groan he didn't even try to stifle. My eyes twinkled in amusement, pleased that I had caught him off guard.

It was something I have never done before, and the thought of another person in the room with us didn't stop me from getting wet at the look of aching pleasure on Aiden's face.

"Go slow, baby. I don't want to come too fast."

"You can take it," I teased, chuckling and kept at the pace I was going, enjoying the way he threw his head back and gripped the sheets, moaning his approval. The fact that I was doing this to him, that I was responsible for that look of barely restrained pleasure and defeat on his face... it turned me on even more.

The maid suddenly clearing her throat shattered our private bubble, and we both lifted our heads to find the maid still standing there.

Dahlia let out an enraged and annoyed growl and I had to tune her out to stop her cantankerous emotion from spreading to me. But even I couldn't deny the fact that I was severely annoyed at being interrupted from pleasing my mate.

"What is it now?" Aiden snapped.

The maid floundered, gesturing to the plate on the right and explained, "master Zachary instructed me to bring this for you, miss. It was prepared specifically for you and I hope that when you taste it, you can feel the thoughtfulness of his gesture and enjoy the meal," she said with a polite smile.

I thought it was a sweet gesture from Zac, but I didn't understand why Dahlia was suddenly seething in my chest and throwing a hissy fit.

The maid's smile seemed innocent enough, but something about it set off alarm bells in my head. It was as if a sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach, a feeling that I couldn't quite shake.

I was about to ask the maid if I had seen her before or try to place what exactly I found odd about her when the strangest thing happened.

Dahlia reacted instinctively the moment she sensed my discomfort, her power surging through me. Before I could comprehend what was happening, a surge of energy lashed out, and I was helpless and unable to stop it as it struck the maid and in a matter of seconds, she collapsed to the floor, lifeless, blood seeping from her ears and eyes.

I screamed, my eyes wide as I stared at the lifeless form on the floor and looked at Aiden to see that he was looking at me, stunned speechless. The room had gone from a place of intense passion to one of sudden and chilling silence, the weight of what just happened hanging heavily in the air. And just like she had been before, Dahlia was quiet again, receding after taking her first victim since she got released.