Chapter 9


    Chapter 9


    Zenovia


    His hand was still holding mine, and I was fighting the pain and the tears in addition to the urge of not


    dissolving like a puddle in his arms.


    King Cahan pushed my hands above my head and held them with one hand while the other traveled


    down to prop my chin up.


    I shivered at the touch as he forced me to look in the eye.


    “Yes, you are neither weak nor timid. You are a feral, rogue pup. A pup I found in the wild when it


    identally stumbled


    across me.”


    I hissed. “I am no pup nor am I feral”


    I was awarded with another chuckle as he brought his face near and our noses almost touched.


    “Yes, you area wild, wild pup. Or let us say kitten.”


    Ok now, he was just mocking me.


    I should have opened my mouth to yell at him, but I was too busy trying to not let my gaze dip down his


    face.


    His shirt was askew, and it was just enough to give me a tantalizing nce of his perfecily sculpted


    body..


    “And do you know what I do with them?”


    Oh dear. His voice was doing odd things to me, things I had never imagined.


    He kept looking me in the eye, his hand resting on my wrists, pinned above my head and his lips


    merely a hair’s breadth from mine.


    I whimpered as I looked into those golden orbs that seemed to have lit up like fire. I had momentarily


    lost all other rational thoughts and all my focus was on his lips and how it would feel to kiss him.


    His eyes dipped down to mine as if he had read my thoughts and answered his question,


    “I tame them”


    I gave a mirthless chuckle, “You can keep dreaming that-”


    I had begun, but the words were cut off because he simply fulfilled my fantasy as his lips came


    crashing down on mine.


    My heart raced wildly as Cahan’s strong grip pushed me against the cold, unyielding wall. I could feel


    the hardness of the concrete against my back, a stark contrast to the warmth emanating from his body.


    His piercing gaze locked onto mine, filled with a potent mix of desire and determination that sent a jolt


    of anticipation through my veins.


    In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only Cahan and me in our own intimate


    bubble.


    I could hardly breathe as his hold on my wrist tightened, a possessiveness tinged with a gentle touch.


    Every nerve in my body came alive under his fingertips, stirring a hunger that I had long suppressed.


    Cahan’s head descended slowly, his warm breath teasing my earlobe and electrifying my senses. A


    shiver cascaded down my spine as his lips gently grazed my jawline, leaving behind a trail of delicate


    kisses.


    His soft, full lips were perfect and when they met mine, stars exploded behind my eyes. I was a hot


    mess the instant his lips.


    touched mine.


    Each touch felt like a tender caress, promising a passion that threatened to consume us both. My


    heartbeat quickened, mirroring the rhythm of his own.


    My knees turned wobbly and my body was ignoring all the warning signals my brain was trying to send


    to it.


    I should have thrashed harder, pushed him away, but it was as if my body had grown a mind of its own.


    When our lips met, a surge of electricity surged through my entire being. The kiss was intense, a


    collision of longing and desire that left me breathless. Cahan’s lips moved with a ferocity that set my


    body aze, his tongue exploring the depths of my mouth, igniting a fire that burned deep within me.


    Instinctively, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, yearning for more. Our bodies melded


    together, fitting perfectly as if we were meant to be intertwined in this moment. The world around us


    faded into insignificance as we lost. ourselves in the whirlwind of emotions and sensations.


    Or atleast, that was what happened to me.


    Time lost all meaning as the kiss deepened, our bodies pressed tightly against each other. I was


    overwhelmed by the taste of him, the sensation of his body against mine, and the intoxicating scent


    that enveloped us.


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    The feel of his lips on mine was heavenly. It could be because I had never kissed anyone, nor ever


    imagined anybody, to ever


    want to kiss me.


    And here was the most handsome man of the entire kingdom, the ruthless yet oddly charming Lycan


    king himself. devouring me whole.


    1 tried again in vain to thrash against him, but his lips were glued to mine and slowly my hands stopped


    trying to push him away. They had never wanted to do that either way.


    And against my brain’s better judgement, they snaked up his broad back and pulled him closer to


    myself. Just what was wrong with me?


    The way his lips opened mine made all the rational thoughts fly out of the window. My brain, too,


    followed suit and all my thoughts, all my feelings, were concentrated on his expert lips as they teased


    mine.


    The kiss was soft at first, gentle and sweet, but when I did not open up, he forced my lips open.


    And I would be lying if I said I did not enjoy that.


    Every nerve in my body was tingling, and it was as if he was not just kissing my lips, but my entire body


    at once.


    I whimpered again as his lips opened mine and my hands continued roaming over his broad back,


    wanting more of him. His touch was already addictive, but the way he kissed me was beyond my


    wildest imaginations.


    I whimpered and moaned as his hands traveled downwards toward my legs. A wave of desire rippled


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    His rough, calloused hands ignited sparks as they touched my bare skin and I wanted more of this,


    more of him.


    So instead of pushing him away, my lips opened up to give him more ess. His other hand went


    behind my head and yed with my hair, tugging at them as my eyes fluttered shut.


    I was dissolving in a puddle as his lips caressed me, sending shivers up and down my spine. I had lost


    the battle against him. long ago and I was not even sure when I joined him in the efforts to let him do


    what he wanted.


    So far, I had not allowed anybody to touch me, much less kiss me, but with him, everything I had lived


    by seemed to change.


    I was a virgin and, except for the lustful gazes men had thrown at me, that told me how they thought I


    was good for nothing except a breeder, had made me wary of every man’s touch.


    However, Cahan was doing nothing like that. He was kissing me as if he too craved me, as if he too


    wanted me.


    And that feeling was phenomenal. I was not sure if I was reading it right, but he could have just any girl


    he wanted, so why would he even waste his time toying with me?


    His tongue flicked over my teeth and shed with my tongue that gave up the moment he demanded


    submission. His hands gently tugged my head backward, and I let him as his lips left mine and began


    leaving a trail of hot, fiery kisses downwards.


    There was nothing subtle about it. Every kiss knotted my stomach and then a wave of euphoria


    crashed upon me, making me feel as if I was jumping off a high cliff, only tond on the ground


    unharmed when his lips left my skin.


    And I would race back to the top, hurtling down the next moment when his lips grazed down to kiss me


    again.


    His hands went around my legs and he pulled me up, positioning me at the perfect angle, and wrapped


    my legs around his


    waist.


    And I let him as his kisses deepened. I was whimpering and moaning and I felt my body was on fire as


    his lips evoked feelings. that had been long buried in me, that nobody had managed to bring to the


    forefront in the twenty years or so that I had been alive.


    His lips traveled down, pushing the flimsy fabric of the gown away as his lips reached my corbone.


    Each kiss spoke to me of how much he liked this, wanted this, and I could only do everything in my


    power to let him.


    I wanted nothing else in life except being pressed against him as he kissed me senseless. All my


    earlier ns of wanting to run away from the Lycan king and the world of werewolves suddenly felt


    wrong.


    Where was the human settlement, and why did I even think of going there?


    The fire ignited within me as the Lycan King’s lips grazed my skin was what I had been missing all my


    life.


    He pulled back after a deep kiss and my heart almost jumped in my mouth. His wild, unruly hair had


    fallen on his golden fiery orbs that were staring at me with an intense emotion.


    Igasped as he pulled back, and my body simply wanted his lips back on mine. But the moment he put


    some distance, the rational thoughts came flooding back to me.


    “It would be interesting to tame you, kitty, especially with the way you respond.” He spoke, and 1


    hissed, much to his


    amusement.


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    “Let me go!!”


    But he brought his face closer and was about to answer me, but he seemed to sense something.


    He looked up through the window behind me and I saw his eyebrows furrow as a cloud of fire rose in


    the greenery outside reflected in his eyes. I only peered into his eyes as the cloud rose higher in the air,


    followed by a loud explosion.


    “Fuck!!”