The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast

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. That hopeful bubble explodes and turns into silent tears now welling in my eyes. I said I was fine with him not saying those words, but I have been dying and desperate to hear them!Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for loving me as much as you do. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you,” he continues, cupping my cheek while his lips remain on mine. “And... want your mark when I get back.”

My eyes shoot open, but all I can see and feel is the love he has for me. There's no doubt or apprehension in his scent, voice or emotions...he truly meant that.

“Hurry home,” I sob and wrap my arms around his neck. “I love you too, Nikolaos.”

Trepidation slowly sets in when I no longer feel Nikolaos’ arm around my waist and instead hear him getting dressed. He leaves for Mikhail's territory today, and I have no idea when I might see him again.

But he promised to return, so I'll hold him to that.

Through his mark, I feel anger but also confidence, and I use that to keep me anchored and 1 lift from the bed. He's sitting with his back to me on the bed, tying his boots while his muscles ripple with anger.

“How long until you leave?” I ask while trying to keep the sadness out of my voice.

"A few minutes,” he answers before sitting up straight and getting to his feet. “My men are waiting downstairs.”

He's still not looking at me, so I get out of bed and walk around to speak with him. My heart leaps into my throat when I see the look on his face...spending all this time with Nikolaos made me forget who he truly is.

The Lycan Alpha people fear and he's looking right at me with no emotion in his eyes.

My hand goes to my throat and I suck in a breath, uncertain of what to do next. I didn't expect to wake up to this side of Nikolaos; I was still in my little bubble of happiness.

He takes a step towards me, and I take one back without thinking. Frowning, the coldness slips from his eyes and I feel hurt and confusion fire up in his mark. “Mia...?"

I drop my hand and fall into his arms, where he holds me for a few minutes. He has to go, but I don't want him to leave!

"Please come back safely,” I murmur into his chest. “Please don't let me live without you.”

He strokes my hair and kisses the top of my head. “I promise, kardia mou. Don't forget, I need my mark when I get back.”

I stifle a sob, and he breaks off the embrace to claim my lips with a fierce kiss. He holds the back of my head and kisses me deeply, as if branding my very soul with his name. His hands are in my hair and before he pulls away, he lets out a groan that I can feel right through me.

“I love you, Mia,” he says, drawing his forehead to mine. “You and Ares are my reason for living, but I need to get my brother back. I hope you can forgive me for leaving, but for now, please continue to love me until I come back to you.”

A tear slips down my cheek, and I nod my head. “I will always wait for you, Alpha,” I say, and with a last kiss to my lips, he walks out and I crumble to the floor as my heart cries out his name.