Chapter 33 Introduction
~Lyra’s POV~
When the boredom, combined with the fact that it was late and I couldn't try the fire spell again got to me, I moved to the window again to clear my mind.
The voice of my wolf was still unclear and it bothered me. I knew I should be patient, but I was finding that difficult. I wanted the chance to talk to her, at least once.
I shut my eyes as the cool air hit my face, but my eyes snapped open when the door was suddenly opened. I turned around to see who it was, but my mind froze mid-thought and my body stiffened.
Kael stood in the doorway. However, it was not the sight of him that stole my breath.
It was his scent.
It hit me with a force that made my knees weaken. He smelled like he had been made specifically for me. I had not known it was possible for someone to smell that way. I completely lost control and all I wanted was to be close to him.
My wolf reacted immediately. She surged up inside me with a strength I had never felt from her before. Her voice, once faint like distant wind, suddenly sharpened with clarity.
And for the first time in my entire life, I heard her clearly, although it was still a whisper.
“Mate.”
I knew what that word meant, but I never expected I would hear it so soon. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought that it would be directed to the one person who turned my life upside down.
When he called my name, the sound slid over my skin like warm hands. My stomach clenched, and my wolf trembled with recognition and awe.
He stepped closer with movements that were slow, intentional, and devastating. When he reached me and lifted his hand to touch my cheek, I felt a shiver of weakness ripple through my body so intensely that I had to swallow it down just to remain upright.
Every nerve in my body lit up at once in a bright and scorching wave. His touch was gentle and almost reverent, but the effect of it was anything but soft.
The way he looked at me, as if he was fighting the urge to claim me, made heat crawl up my throat and spread through my chest.
He leaned closer until his forehead touched mine and whispered something that sent another wave of heat rolling through me.
“Lyra, can I kiss you?”
I didn't know when I answered "yes” without hesitation.
When his lips touched mine, everything inside my world shattered in the most perfect way.
I had the opportunity to kiss a boy before, but it was a sloppy kiss and it had ended there. Kael kissed me as though he had been born knowing exactly how my mouth needed to be kissed.
His lips moved against mine with a slow and sinful certainty, coaxing and exploring until I was breathless and lightheaded. He kissed me like he wanted to taste every part of me, like he needed me, like he had been waiting specifically for me.
I surrendered to it completely.
My senses blurred. My thoughts dissolved. My hands clutched the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer because it did not feel possible to be close enough. He deepened the kiss, and a quiet sound slipped from my throat, a sound I had no control over.
Then I felt something press against the top of my hip.
At first, I thought he might have something heavy in his pocket, something long and solid. However, the longer we kissed, the more the pressure shifted and the more heat it carried.
I did not understand what it was at first.
I only understood when he broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to look at me. His breathing was heavy and uneven, and his eyes had darkened with desire.
“Umm,” I whispered in confusion. “Something is… poking me.”
A slow and sinful smile spread across his face.
He stepped back just far enough for me to see what had been pressed against me.
My eyes widened so quickly it almost hurt.
There was a massive and unmistakable bulge straining against the front of his pants. It was thick and hard and almost scary.
My mouth went dry.
It was the first time I had ever seen something that large and that imposing. Instead of frightening me though, it sent a wave of longing through my system.
“See what you've done to me,” Kael said in a low and wicked voice.
He slowly licked his lips, and my stomach clenched in response.
I could not speak. My eyes drifted down to the hard outline pressing against his pants, then back up to his face, and then down again.
A quiet laugh rumbled from his chest.
“Why are you staring at it like that?” he asked, sounding amused and darkly entertained.
I swallowed with difficulty.
Words refused to form. I did not know how to explain what I was seeing. I did not know how to admit that I had never seen anything so large. My mind scrambled for something to say, but nothing came out.
Kael seemed to understand my silence completely.
He closed the distance between us like a predator approaching its prey.
“Perhaps,” he murmured as he reached for my hand, “you should familiarize yourself with it.”
Before I could react, he lifted my hand and placed it directly over the bulge.
My entire body jolted.
It was hot and impossibly hard. It felt heavy and very much alive.
I instinctively tried to pull my hand away because the sensation overwhelmed me, but Kael caught my wrist with a firm grip, keeping my hand exactly where he wanted it.
“You have never touched a cock before?” he asked with a voice thick with desire.
I shook my head, breathless and overwhelmed.
He leaned in, letting his lips brush the shell of my ear as he spoke.
“Then allow me to introduce you,” he whispered, “to your Alpha’s cock.”
A violent shiver shot through me.
He guided my hand, moving it slowly along the thick length straining against his pants. The pressure, the heat, the firmness, and the sheer size crashed through me in waves so intense they made my legs weak.
Heat pooled between my thighs with a deep and aching pulse.
He lowered his face to mine again and captured my lips in another devastating kiss. But the kiss did not last long.
Barely two seconds passed before the door burst open.
We jerked apart just as the blonde woman I had only seen from a distance stepped into the room, closely followed by Dagan.
Their eyes widened dramatically as they took in the sight of us. The woman's gaze flicked from Kael’s flushed expression to my swollen lips to the impressive hardness still straining against his pants.
A low and terrifying growl that vibrated through the room escaped Kael's throat as he snapped his head toward the intruders.