My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 90: Losing Control [18+]

[Warning: Mature Content]

Kael

She was Lycan and I had almost no information about their reaction to celestial events. The Supreme Alphas before me may have collected records on Lycans, but not every single detail or information.

I would need to keep an eye out for her during the eclipse.

And especially monitor any changes.

I turned back toward the room, ready finally to retire to my own chambers and attempt to salvage what remained of the night’s rest.

Then I caught it. A scent so faint I almost missed it, but unmistakable once identified.

I froze mid-step, my wolf’s attention sharpening instantly. That smell. Herbal, slightly sweet.

Why would there be a contraceptive potion in the room?

I immediately located the source and my feet carried me the vanity where I pulled out one of the small drawers.

My entire body went rigid at the glass vial sitting in the drawer, and I instinctively knew who was responsible for this.

Astrid.

This had to be her doing. She was the one who prepared the rooms after all.

’This is so silly.’

My hand closed around the vial, fingers tightening until I had to consciously loosen my grip to avoid shattering the glass.

"You won’t be needing that anyway," my wolf disrupted my thoughts, his tone taking on that particular quality that meant he was about to say something deliberately provocative. "Knot her properly. Plant your seed. Make sure she carries your pup—"

"Enough," I growled under my breath.

His chuckle rumbled through my consciousness, rich with amusement.

But the image planted in my mind refused to leave. Violet, soft and willing beneath me. That blue dress pooled around her waist, or better yet, removed entirely. Her skin flushed, her breath coming in gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders as I—

Heat surged through me, unwelcome and undeniable. My body responded with embarrassing eagerness to the fantasy, blood rushing as my breathing grew harsher.

I forced myself to stand completely still, locking my muscles and willing my body back under control through sheer bloody-minded determination.

It took longer than I wanted to admit.

I took the vial with me and headed for the connecting door leading to my room, unwilling to risk giving her one last look when my thoughts ran in increasingly dangerous directions.

I made it inside, closed the door more firmly than necessary, and set the vial down somewhere.

"You’re fighting a losing battle," my wolf chimed in with too much satisfaction.

I ignored him.

I had more important things to focus on. The hunt, the eclipse, and the hundred other responsibilities waiting for me at dawn.

Stepping towards the bathing chamber, I stripped, taking off the cloak, kicking my boots aside, and discarding the last of my garments right before I went in.

Moonlight spilled through the high slits in the stone walls, turning the surface of the pool into liquid silver.

I descended the steps and welcomed the slight shock of the cold water against my heated skin. Though, I wished it was more frigid. I submerged myself completely, and resurfaced, pushing wet hair back from my face.

"This is pointless," he growled. "You want her. She wants you. Why do you insist on denying what is natural?"

I braced both hands on the ledge and leaned my head back, water dripping from my hair.

What was I waiting for exactly?

"She’s not ready. Begone," I grumbled.

Almost immediately, my thoughts drifted back to the cave. Those same trembling thighs wrapping around my waist, her supple breasts filling my mouth, the broken sound she would make as I pushed inside her. Slowly. Carefully.

Blood surged, and my cock, which had barely softened, filled again instantly, heavy and aching.

I tilted my head further back and laughed.

I wrapped my hand around myself without hesitation, grip firm from the start. The first stroke dragged a hiss from my throat.

I stroked slowly as my head fell back against the edge of the pool. My other hand gripped the stone lip hard enough that I could have sworn I heard it crack slightly.

Fantasy shifted effortlessly. This time she was here, in this pool. Backed against the smooth wall, legs wrapped around me, my name on her lips as I thrust deep and steady. Or on her knees before me, water lapping at her breasts, and those wide eyes looking up while her tongue traced the vein along my length.

I bit back a groan and set a ruthless pace. Hard, twisting strokes, hips rolling forward into my fist like I was buried inside her. The memory of her slick heat grinding against me in the cave fuelled every pull. From the way she’d soaked through fabric, the desperate little circles of her hips, how she’d clenched and pulsed when she finished...

Pressure coiled fast and vicious. I didn’t slow it. Didn’t want to.

I pictured her face when I finally took her, her nails scoring my back, the heat flaring white-hot between us as I spilled deep, filling her, marking her inside and out.

The orgasm slammed into me and a low groan escaped me, the sound echoing off the walls as I finished in thick, pulsing ropes into the water. My body went rigid with the pleasure ripping through me in long, shuddering waves until I was spent.

When it finally subsided, I slumped against the edge of the pool, breathing hard.

I stayed still for a moment, the water swirling around me.

My relief did not last long.

My cock, still half-hard, twitched with interest again, greedy.

I straightened slowly, water streaming down my body, as I looked down at myself with a dark, rueful smile.

Once was never going to be enough. And this was precisely why I wanted to avoid doing this as much as possible.

My hand found my cock again, and I shifted my grip, looser now, teasing, the sensation already building again as I fully hardened at the thoughts of her. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

This was bad.

If I slept, I would probably wake up wanting her again.