The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 38

Getting to my knees and cupping his face again, I look at him tenderly. “Then let me replace their touch with my own,” I say, then I gently push him back as his eyes grow wider.

“Mia-”

“Do you trust me, Nikolaos?” I interject, swinging my legs over his waist and feeling his thick length below me.

His brows furrow slightly, but he nods. “I trust you with my life, kardia mou.”

I lean down and place a gentle kiss on his lips. “Then let me love you,” I whisper before turning my kisses to his beautifully scarred chest.

He groans when my lips touch his skin, and it is a bit uncomfortable to keep kissing him with my belly in the way, but I lavish him with gentle kisses before leaning back and peering down at him.

Nikolaos’ body is exquisite; every dip and curve of his muscles looks as if the gods themselves carved them. I drink in his body and everything he thinks makes him a ruined man, and I vow to love him even harder.

The lust is back in his eyes, but his fear is cresting right underneath. The last time we were intimate, I noticed that when I got down on my knees and pleasured him the first time, there was no apprehension or fear. I led that, I led him to find the release, and he felt comfortable.

So I will lead this and make him feel how much I love him.

I wiggle my hips lower and take his cock in my hand, stroking his shaft and listening to his sharp intake of breath. Then I move my dripping core over his cock and look deep into his eyes while I lower myself onto him.

His eyes roll back and he grabs my hips, but he doesn’t move his own or thrust. I moan as I feel him stretching me, his thick, curved length hitting that sweet spot inside of me as I take him all the way.

“Can I…lean on your chest, Alpha?” I breathe when I’ve adjusted to his length, not wanting to push his hard limits, but he nods. I tentatively place my hands on his chest, then I grind my hips and watch as his mouth falls open.

“Fuck!” he curses the more I grind on his cock, his grip on my hips growing painful but I put it out of my head. I have to focus on pleasing him and showing him how much I want this, how much we have both craved this.

He eases his grip and slowly starts to meet my thrusts with his own, slamming me down on his waiting cock. The look of pure ecstasy on his face brings a proud smile to my own, and I continue to grind and move my hips until I feel that delicious build-up.

The sounds of our skin meeting, his growls, and my breathy moans all bring me to orgasm quicker than expected. I throw my head back and cry out his name when my release hits, and before I can open my eyes, he spins me around and is now on top of me.

He slips his hand into my hair, pulling gently and looking at me with crimson eyes.

“I’ve been dying to feel your pussy tremble on my cock like that,” he groans, thrusting inside of me. “I want to feel it again; cum for me again, vasílissa mou.”

I have no control over the sounds coming from me as he forces my body to another climax, but then something slips past my lips and it causes Nikolaos to freeze mid-thrust.

“Mark me, Alpha,”

My eyes shoot open the second those words leave my mouth, and the apology is on my tongue. However, the look on Nikolaos’ face is not one of shock or apprehension - it’s one of utter lust.

His hand goes to my throat, and a predatory grin splits over his mouth. “My little rabbit wants to be claimed?”

My heart flutters in my chest when he asks me this, but I nod regardless. “Yes, please,” I say. “I need your mark, Alpha, please mark me!”

He chuckles and leans over me, moving close to my ear. “Your begging is like music to my ears, but first I need you to come along with me. Can you do that?” he teases, slowly thrusting as he speaks.

I nod again, and he picks up his pace, eliciting a scream from me. He grins at the sounds I make, his thrusting speeding up and getting more erratic. I sink my claws into his back and he lets out a roar while pulling my hair, and that’s it for me.

My third orgasm has me seeing stars, and when I feel his teeth sink into the nape of my neck, everything inside of me shatters into tiny little pieces.

I scream out his name and feel the warmth of his release inside of me. The mark is painful, but the little string that tethered me to him now feels tight. I swear, Nikolaos groaning his release will always be my favorite sound, it sends yummy shivers up my spine.

He collapses next to me, both our breathing ragged as we try to catch our breaths. Through the mark on my neck, I can already feel his emotions as they surge through me - happiness, desire, contentment, and…confusion.