Darach felt like he was trapped in a black tunnel, not knowing where to go or what to do. It has been like this for centuries. Darach was trapped in this darkness for centuries. No matter what he did, he can't just free himself from this misery.
He was a coward~
A coward who was given the little of King. He had the responsibility of the whole lycan race, the responsibilities of the whole kingdom were on his shoulders but he was royally neglecting them because deep down he knew that if he wasn't good enough to save his own mate than how was he supposed to protect the whole kingdom.
From the past centuries, Darach has been doing one thing he was good at, running from his responsibilities.
Running from this darkness that surrounds his very being.
He just wanted a way out of it, a small light to pull his dark soul out of this black hole.
Suddenly sparks formed on his neck and started trailing towards his lower region. It felt as if someone was tracing cold iced sparks on his body. It was terrifying but at the same time, it felt pleasant.
Darach opened his eyes only to be greeted by the sight of a wee being who was busy exploring his body while he laid there motionless. Instead of coming to a haze of pain, Darach had woken to a generous view of her breasts glancing over his chest.
When her hands traveled a little more towards south Darach's little member twitched in response. He was getting aroused by a stranger exploring his body.
Darach has no doubt that he was definitely turning into a sick twisted bastard.
The stranger had a look of fascination on her face.
Darach's own body was reacting to her touch, his muscles were clenching under her fingers.
Darach watched her trailing her dainty fingers on his body. She was completely absorbed in the task, suddenly her eyes snapped towards his face and he felt like all the air was knocked out of his lungs.
Her eyes~
Darach was mesmerized by the color of her eyes. Her eyes had a strange mixture of different colors. Flame like orange shades mixed with black and brightest blue color and her eyeball was covered in a ring of golden color.
As if a flame burning inside a gold ring~
Her eyes left him spellbound. . .
She was a small wee creature with a height of 5.2. Too distracted in analyzing her Darach didn't notice the faint scent that he earlier detected was now much stronger.
After sniffing the air, he looked around only to find that they both were alone in this small room, he was totally baffled by the fact that the scent was coming from the female standing in front of his eyes.
He watched her in confusion not knowing what to do until his inner beast uttered the one thing in his mind that Darach never thought that he would ever say.
"MINE!!"
"MATE~MARK"
Darach laid there like a shocked fool.
Not knowing how to respond. All his life he had waited for this moment. All his life he had longed for just a little encounter with his mate and now she was standing there looking at him like any sane person would look at a crazed one.
Darach looked at her with a feeling of ownership, he looked at her like he owned her body and soul.
His mind was filled with thousands of questions but he pulled them away and focused on his mate.
He had waited so long. . . So long for her~
Darach was fighting an inner battle with his beast. A battle for control, a battle of dominance. After living a life without his soulmate, the beast wanted to claim what was given to them by the Goddess.
The beast was restless~
The temptation of Marking the wee thing had the beast fight ruthlessly for control with the human side. The beast was fighting to meet his mate, the mate they both thought was dead, it was impossible for Darach to stop him. He wanted to introduce himself to his mate and he didn't trust Darach with such an important task.
The beast didn't want him to mess this up. . .
That was when the beast took control. Darach was pushed back and the beast took the whole control of his body.
With a primal growl of hunger and ownership the beast pinned his mate on the same bed he was lying on, with every intention to stake his claim on her very being.
What he didn't anticipate was for his little mate to attack him with her tiny fang and small claws. It was the first time the Lycan King found someone cute.
His little kitten had her claws embedded in his chest. It was so fucking arousing for the beast. The beast purred in delight, already falling for the feisty little kitten pinned beneath him.
He licked her face, which gained him a disgusted scoff from his mate.
He extended his claws and sliced the material of her clothes from the middle and then ripped it off from her small figure. He noted the skip in her heartbeat. The beast had one thing playing in his mind like a record.
"MATE~PLEASURE~CLAIM"
Her body was slight but strong, and she was perfectly rounded, in all the right places. Darach saw that his mate was wearing a red lace bra. Her breasts were nearly spilling from the top of her bra, which made his cock twitch at the thought of laying her on his own bed, in his own kingdom and squeezing her tits together, then claim her as his own.
A groan escaped from his lips. He could smell her arousal, making things even worse.
Her nipples were hard and pink. His mouth watered thinking of how he longed to lick them.
He grabbed her by the waist, making her cry out in surprise. With that he set his lips on her mound, after a few laps of his skillful tongue he sucked her like a starved man.
His mate cried in pleasure~
His mate clutched his shoulders, pulling him close so he would not stop tasting her.
Her moans filled his chest with pride. . .
Darach channeled his tongue between the flaps of her fucking folds, exploring her insides until her juice flowed down his chin. He’d drive her to a screaming orgasm as he felt the tension building in his cock and balls.
He needed to sink his teeth in her soft skin, marking her before he took her with his hardness. His fangs elongated at the mere thought of marking her but before he could do that she placed her feet on his shoulders and kicked, throwing Darach in the wall.
She had taken him by surprise.
His wee lass had thrown him in the wall, while the through pleased Darach immensely, the beast was not happy by his mate who had rejected his claim.
Mad will lust and rage when the beast tried again to reach her he was again brutally thrown in the wall but this time by an invisible wall that surrounded her, with enough force to knock the air out of his lungs.
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