The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 21

Genevieves POV:

We lay on the bed talking about my scars. My stomach was turning just talking about them. Feeling like I’m reliving them all over again. He realizes how it’s upsetting me and pulls me in to his chest.

“We’re okay now. I wish I could’ve been there for you.” Ophelia pouts.

“It’s fine. I’m okay.”

“We don’t have to talk about it any more. But I am glad you shared with me. I’m sorry I looked. It really wasn’t my intention, but I’ve seen scars here and there and it’s just been eating me alive.” He said.

“It’s okay, I shouldn’t hold it in forever. As sickening as it is, it feels better getting it out. Thank you for listening.” I said. I inhaled deeply, my lungs filling with his scent. It’s the most calming thing ever. Before I know it I’m fast asleep.

A few weeks later:

I wake up next to Hunter tracing along my arms. I give a slight smile and open my eyes. Hunter is looking at me and smiles back. How is it possible to have this beautiful man as a mate?

“Good morning.” He said, pecking me on top of my forehead.

“Good morning.” I said.

“I have some things I need to get done later today. Dakota mind linked me this morning and asked if you wanted to go shopping after lunch? You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but you do need clothes and other things. I know I had Dakota grab you enough to get by until you could go shop, but I want you to pick your own stuff.”

“That would be okay. We could get to know each other better. We’ve talked but not really just hung out.” I said. I rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. I want to take a nice warm bath so bad.

“Yes, I really think you two will be best friends. I’ve given her my card, you get anything and everything you want and need. You don’t have a limit. I’m sending 4 guards and William.” He said.

“Okay. Are you sure I don’t have a limit? I’ve never gone shopping before and I’d hate to spend too much.” I said. I was standing in the doorway of the bathroom and he walked up to me. He placed a hand under my chin.

“I’m sure. You need this. Are you going to shower?” He asked. His face getting really close to fine.

“I’ve been dreaming of that bathtub since I saw it.” I said smiling. He leans into my neck and takes a deep breath.

“Would you like me to join you?” He asked pulling his face back to mine and giving me a smirk. I could feel the heat rushing into my cheeks. I know they’re more red than a tomato at this point.

“Yes please! Mate him!” Ophelia begged.

“Calm down. I’m not ready to go all the way. Doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” I replied.

He runs his fingers from my cheek down to my throat and over my breast. His touch sending shocks all throughout my body. I want to say yes so bad but at the same time I’m too scared.

“That’s okay, I’ll join you some other time.” He said and kissed my lips. I feel my core tingle with excitement, and I’m sure he could tell as he pushed up against me and took a deep breathe.

“Is my little mate getting aroused? You’re making it hard for me to go. It smells so good.” He pushed me into the bathroom and picked me up by my a*s and sat me on the counter by the sink.

I pull his lips to mine, craving his taste. His tongue enters my mouth flicks mine and I m**n. I’ve never wanting anything like this before. I’ve never even felt like this before. All I want is him and to be with him all the time.

He pulls away for a second and pulls my bottom lips down with his thumb. I love it when he does that.

“Just tell me when you want to stop and I will.” He said. I nod my head.

He pulls me back in, our lips crashing and outr tongues dancing. He runs his hands down my side to my h**s and pulls me closer to him. His hard d*ck rubbing against my inner thigh. My core aching and throbbing for him. My hands traveled over this muscles, making my need for him worse.

I run my fingers at the hem of his shirt, wanting them to be underneath touching his skin. I pull at his shirt, in which he pulls it off, leaving his skin out in the open for me to see. He has a dragon tattooed on his skin, running around his left arm and up to his collar bone. His other arm completely covered by a naked angel, a few dates, a wilting rose.

I’ve never in my life seen such a s*xy man. He smiles at me and leans into me, kissing my lips and trailing down my neck. He gets to my collarbone and pulls the neck of the shirt I’m wearing down a little. His other hand running under the shirt.

“He is so sexy. I can’t wait to wear his mark.”

“Soon Ophelia.”

“May I remove your shirt?” He asked.

“Yes.” I said. He pulls the shirt up and over my head, throwing it on the floor. My hands shooting up to my breasts to cover them up. He grabs my hands and pulls them away, leaving my bra to cover me.

“You don’t need to be shy my love. You’re beautiful.” He said before he finished trailing his k****s down. He lingers over my cleavage for a second, before taking my br*asts in his hands and kissing them. He growls and finishes trailing his k****s down, hovering over my p*ssy. He looks up at me and grins.

I want nothing more than for him to rip off my panties and take me. He k****s down my thigh and my ugly scar. I’ve always been so self conscious of it, but he makes me forget it’s even there. He continues down to my ankle and comes back up.

“Would you like to take a bath with me?” He asks. I nod my head.

He pulls off his boxers, his massive e******n springing up at me. My eyes widen and I gulp when I see it. That thing is so intimidating. He pulls my face back up to meet his, smiling at me. He picks me up a little and places me down on my feet.

“May I remove your panties?” He asked. I nod my head.

“I want you to say it.” He said.

“I would like if you pulled them off, yes.” I said.

He grabs the sides of them with his thumbs and pulls them down. I can’t help but blush. I’m not sure how to groom, I’ve never had anyone to asks about these things. It’s not terrible, I’ve tried to shave like once, only because I had heard some pack girls talk about it. I ended up cutting myself and haven’t tried again since. Though he doesn’t seem to mind. He stands back up to me and plants a gentle but hungry k**s on my lips nipping at my bottom l*p as he pulls away.

He walks to the bathtub and turns it on, reaching for my hand to help me to step in. He pours something into the bath, making it foam up. Climbing in behind me, he pulls me against him, his d*ck pressing against my back. He leans me against him and runs his fingers up and down the side of my neck.

The bathtub fills up and he reaches and turn off the water, leaning back against the back of the tub. His hands running all over my body, making me gasp when he gets close to my p*ssy.

“How are you feeling, love?” He asked. His fingers inching closer and closer to my throbbing core.

I turn my head and look up at him.

“Amazing.”