Page 17 of Lycan King’s Captives (Lycan King Reign Duet #1)

“Drink, and then eat,” he says, pressing a glass of water to my lips. I take a sip, not realizing how thirsty I am until the cool liquid hits my tongue. I snatch the glass from him, gulping it down greedily. “Good girl,” he purrs, his hand skimming over my stomach as I drain the glass in seconds.

“I’m not hungry” I ask. My voice is hoarse and weak, even to my own ears.

Xandros grips my chin, tilting my head back as he looks at me, his eyes serious and concerned.

“Your body is changing, Sienna. The mate bond seems stronger than I initially thought. I believe you may shift earlier than anticipated.” he tells me, his eyes darting to my lips, his thumb brushing over them. “You need to eat,” he states.

I ponder his words as he gets up and struts away, leaving me to process what that means; the idea of shifting petrifies me. I try to lay back down and go back to sleep.

The bed dips when he returns. “Sienna, up. You need to eat,” he snarls at me, and I groan, curling into a ball under the sheets. He rips the blanket off me, making me shudder at the cool crisp air in the room.

Ignoring my refusal to eat, he sets a tray down on the bed and grabs me, pulling me around to face the food and leaning me against the headboard like a propped-up doll.

“Stay, if you move, you’ll go over my knee,” he warns, and I puff out a breath.

Like a child, much to my embarrassment, he begins to feed me, not allowing me to protest. He forces food to my lips the moment I finish chewing, preventing me from refusing.

He gives me pieces of grilled chicken, steamed vegetables, and warm, crusty bread dipped in warm broth.

Even when I complain I’m full, he insists I continue.

He presses another piece of chicken to my lips, and I press my lips together, feeling on the verge of exploding. I shake my head when he speaks. “One more mouthful,” he tells me, and I open my mouth reflexively, which makes him chuckle.

Relieved when he finally sets the tray aside, I try to roll away from him, he tugs me back so I’m straddling him.

“Ah, transitioning Lycans are so grumpy. You’re not sleeping, not yet,” he growls, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carries me into the bathroom, exhausted, I let him do as he pleases with me.

Instead, I opt to turn my face into his neck, inhaling his comforting scent.

He sits on the edge of the bathtub and fiddles with the taps, filling the tub with warm water.

He adds herbs and soap to the water, making it smell strongly of lavender, rosemary, and eucalyptus.

The soothing scents permeate the air, filling my senses and calming my racing thoughts as I melt into him.

Once the bath is ready, Xandros stands and steps into the water, still holding me in his arms. He maneuvers me around so I’m sitting between his legs, my back resting against his chest. As the warm water envelops us, I feel some of the tension in my muscles begin to ease.

With slow, gentle movements, he washes me, using a soft sponge to scrub my skin gently. He takes his time, paying attention to every inch of my body, massaging my aching muscles as he cleans away the remnants of the night before.

As his hands move over me, I moan, my senses coming alive and overwhelming me, making me ache for him.

When his hand moves over my stomach, I grip his wrist, needing him to touch me to stop the ache.

He chuckles when I guide his hand between my legs.

I should be embarrassed by my actions, so demanding and whiny.

“Oh, Sienna, you insatiable little thing,” he purrs, his fingers teasing me but not entering.

“I never thought I’d see the day when I’d have to keep up with you.” His voice is seductive and teasing, making me want him even more.

“Haven’t you turned out to be quite the nymph?

” he laughs, and his breath is warm against my ear.

Finally, he slips his fingers inside me, and I moan at the friction he creates.

It’s not enough; I crave more, his fingers unable to satisfy the aching need within me.

“More,” he purrs, then nips my shoulder.

“Such a greedy little monster,” he purrs.

“Please, Xandros,” I beg, my voice trembling and desperate as my hips move in time with his hand.

“I need more. So much more.”

He seems to consider my request for a moment, his fingers continuing to stroke me, driving me to the edge of madness, but still not enough.

“You’re insatiable, but so am I,” he murmurs, gripping my chin and turning my face up to look at him. He wears a wicked grin as he leans closer, his breath sweeping across my lips.

“Let’s see if we can wear each other out,” he purrs.

I moan in pleasure, his fingertips pressing on my clit as he speaks, my body already aching for his touch. He lifts me out of the bath, water dripping from our bodies, and carries me to the bed. He tosses me onto the sheets, making me bounce on the soft mattress.

“The sheets,” I say, worried about ruining them. He just smirks at me, crawling onto the bed as water drips from his body.

“They’ll be ruined either way,” he purrs, positioning himself between my legs and gripping my knees.

“Open your legs for me. Show me that beautiful pussy,” he growls, and his eyes flash wickedly.

His canines protrude from between his lips.

I comply, opening my legs to him invitingly, and he doesn’t hesitate to accept the invitation.

His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as he buries his face between my thighs.

His tongue slides over me, sending intense pleasure through my body.

He flicks his tongue over my clit, and I can feel the warming sensation building inside me.

His hot mouth leaves no part of me untouched as he devours me.

I cry out, rocking my hips against his mouth as I come, my body trembling, my back arching as the pleasurable ecstasy ebbs and flows through me.

I collapse against the bed, Xandros crawls up my body and wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips gently to my shoulder.

He drags me up the bed further. I feel my cheeks flush with heat and embarrassment.

I press my face into his neck, breathing in his heady scent.

He gently strokes my hair, his hands still gently caressing my body as his lips move against my skin, nipping and sucking on the mark on my neck.

I feel his lips curve into a smile against my skin before he pulls away, and I reluctantly open my eyes.

He looks down at me, his eyes filled with the same burning desire I felt moments ago.

I know no matter how much time passes, I’ll never be able to get used to the bizarre feelings this man induces.