Chapter#56

Chapter#56
Liam’s POV

Gods, she’s so beautiful… 

Even now, teetering on the edge of death, her lips parted, full and soft, trembling with every faint exhale. My wolf growled, urging me to touch her, to claim her, to pull her back from the void. 

My hands hovered as I knelt beside her. My fingers ached to trace the curve of her jaw. Caden’s words echoed in my brain: Her wolf is dying. My heart pounded like a war drum.

He’d been about to say more, how to save her, before that cursed horn blared, dragging him and Rowan to the assembly hall. 

But I knew enough from tales and legends: a wolf fading from rejection could be saved by the mate who’d rejected her, through mating. It was a 30/70 chance… a desperate roll of the dice, but it was all I had. 

I’d rejected her, hadn’t I? It was on me to save her.

My eyes were fixed on her lips. They were lush and pink despite her pallor, quivering with each labored breath. My throat tightened as heat pooled low in my gut. My wolf howled to taste her and wake her with my kiss. But it was no snowwhite fairytale, where her mate kisses her to break the wicked spell and saves her wolf.

Her tunic clung to her, damp with sweat, outlining the curve of her breasts. The rise and fall of her chest was a siren’s call. I leaned closer. So close, my breath mingled with hers. My body awoke a fire I couldn’t douse, and I hated myself for it. 

She was dying, helpless, and here I was, fighting the urge to press my lips to hers… to feel her pulse quicken under my touch. 

No, I thought, clenching my fists, she’s not yours to take… not like this.

But gods, the want was a beast, clawing at my restraint. 

My hand moved like a traitor to my will, slipping under her tunic. It found her tunic, and my fingers brushed the soft swell of her breast. My breath hitched, and my pulse rose as her nipple hardened under my palm. 

I squeezed gently. My thumb grazed the peak, and a low moan slipped from her lips. It was a soft, raw sound that nearly broke me. 

My wolf surged, urging me to go further, to claim her here, now, and save her with the heat of my body. 

I pinched her nipple lightly, then harder, varying the pressure. Each movement drew another faint moan as her lips trembled and her lashes fluttered. My control frayed. My arousal was a wildfire, and I pinched again, so damn hard this time. A part of me thought it would burst between my fingers. 

She let out a lout, shattered moan. I should’ve stopped, but it was a desperate plea that sent me teetering on the edge. 

I can take her, mate with her, mark her shoulder, and pull her wolf back. The thought was a fever as images flashed in my mind where her body arched beneath me, and her gasps filled the air.

Then suddenly, I heard a sound that snapped me back. My heart lurched as I yanked my hand away. My eyes were darting everywhere to see if someone was there… nothing. It may have just been the wind, mocking my shame. 

I knelt closer, and my gaze locked on her lips. They were so soft, I couldn’t stop myself. I leaned in, and my tongue swept over her lower lip, tasting salt and honey. Damn, they’re so soft and sweet. My wolf roared to take her. 

Not like this. Not without her or her brother’s consent. You’re no better than this, Liam.

I pulled back, but my body ached with need I couldn’t act on. She was helpless, dying, and my desire was a betrayal. It was a weakness I couldn’t afford. But the pictures in my head didn’t stop. The pictures of me taking her, seeing the need in her eyes as she’s urging me to do deeper, and telling me she’d always only be mine. FUCK! I couldn’t take this anymore. I looked away.

But then, my gaze landed on her again. Seeing her helplessness made me want to touch her even more. Oh, the things I can do you you right now… Everything played like a fantasy in my mind. I was on the edge, and seeing her, lying there in front of me, while I could do anything to her, made it worse. 

My hand instinctively reached for my aching beast, already hard with need. My eyes stayed locked on her. She was breathtaking, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I took her hand, guiding it to me, wrapping her fingers around my throbbing beast. The moment her touch closed around me, a shiver of pleasure shot through me. God knows, it felt incredible.

It was Kaelen, my Kaelen, making me want her even when she was in no state to do anything. 

My hands slid around her waist, wandering lower until I found myself at her soft, inviting valley. She was already soaked, and it only deepened my hunger for her. It told me she was awake, aware of every touch, and the faint curve of her lips told me she was savoring it just as much as I was.

I pushed two fingers inside her, curling them just right. I felt her walls tighten around me. God, the way she fits around me… With my other hand, I anchored her wrist, guiding it along my hard length.

“Yeah… just like that,” My voice was rough with lust as I breathed. Fuck, this is one of those fantasies I never thought I’d live out… and here she is, giving it to me.

Her body began to shudder. It was a tremor running through her thighs. I knew she was close. In one swift move, I stripped her trousers away. My hunger spiked even more. I buried my face between her legs, deep into her sweet, dripping heat.

All this… for me. 

The taste of her flooded my mouth, and I groaned against her, sucking her clit while my fingers worked their magic inside her. Her hips jerked, and it was only a matter of moments before she broke apart in my hands.

She came so hard that my face was drenched in her waters, which were warm and sweet against my skin. I pulled her trousers back up, wiping my mouth with a towel. My breath was ragged.

I looked at her again, and the sight nearly drove me insane. Fuck, that mouth...

Fisting myself, I moved to her quickly. My need was too intense to ignore. I grabbed the back of her head, guiding her to me, and slid my gigantic beast between her lips.

Her mouth closed around me like silk-wrapped heat. Her lips were soft as pillows as I began thrusting, harder, deeper, claiming her mouth with every stroke. I fucked her mouth so hard, I almost didn’t care if it might split in two. Or if she was dying.

One… two… and the tight coil inside me snapped.

I groaned low and deep as I spilled into her. Pulse after pulse, I filled her mouth. My body sagged, and strength left me. I collapsed back to the floor, savoring the raw, dizzying aftermath.

I got up slowly, pulling myself together, and moved to sit beside her. My breath was still uneven, but my eyes stayed on her. I could see the way my release was glistening on her lips. A single drop slipped down her chin.

I cupped her face gently as my thumb brushed over her skin. “God… I love you,” I murmured, “More than you’ll ever know. I’m sorry… for everything I’ve done… for everything that’s happened between us.”

I kissed her forehead. “I don’t want to lose you.”

With two fingers, I gathered what had escaped, guiding it back into her mouth. “Swallow it for me,” I whispered as my gaze locked on hers. I held her head up slightly, so that all my cum could go down her throat easily.

I reached for a damp towel, wiping her face with slow, careful strokes, taking in every curve and line I loved so much. “You’re beautiful… and mine,” I said quietly, almost to myself. My hand lingered on her cheek. “I’ll do anything to save your wolf. Even if that meant to kill my own wolf.”