Chapter 35: Our Desires

Pearl’s P.O.V. (Continued)

“You are going to leave marks on my skin, huh?” I asked him teasingly, enjoying the pleasure while breathing heavily, pressing my body to his chest to get more friction between our clothed skin.

“Is there a problem with that?” he asked in a teasing tone, and sucked harder at the junction of my shoulder and neck where he would mark me one day.

One day.

A loud moan escaped my lips without warning when I felt his teeth piercing my skin a little there. My whole body trembled hard in pleasure, my nails dug deep in his skin at his back.

He still had his shirt on but I felt that I had extended my nails at one point as they were inside his skin now. The thin fabric of his shirt failed to protect his skin from my nails, not that either of us had any complained about that.

I felt euphoric and completely wet down there.

He sucked hard there, groping my a**, pushing it towards him.

Our hearts were beating so furiously that I could hear their beatings loud and clear as if they were on my ears.

I gasped in shock, and I moaned his name in ecstasy when he rubbed his rock-hard shaft right over my clothed core.

It was when I realized that at some point, he had lifted me up, and my legs were now wrapped around his waist, giving me a comfortable position, clinging to him.

My heart almost leaped out of my chest when I felt the points of his canines under my skin.

“Killian,” I called him softly, completely breathless, my eagerness of having him completely evident in my voice.

“I want you.” He growled.

The intensity of his growl almost undone me, but it wasn’t Killian.

It was his beast.

“Velan,” I called him softly, scratching his back. I was sure that he would have more scratch marks than he ever had

He had started moving his lower body, and the frequent friction between our clothed lower bodies was now making me crazy.

I wanted him to mark me as his, but I wasn’t sure if this was the right time.

I was now torn between the desire to be marked by him and to stay rational and stop Velan.

I felt disappointed when he retracted his teeth and licked that place. I moaned again, writhing in his embrace to get more friction between our bodies.

Of course, all that sucking was going to leave a bruise there and …. Of course, bite mark too.

For now, I could feel happy with that bite mark, right?

My back touched the softness of the mattress, giving a bounce to both our bodies due to sudden fall, and Velan pressed half of his weight on me.

He was breathing so heavily that the rise and fall of his chest was creating a friction between his chest and my exposed upper chest.

I deliberately chose a gown with a deep cleavage to tease him.

He slowly lifted his head up, his hot breaths were now fanning my face, his hand inside my gown, the roughness of his palm caressing my middle thigh.

I was sure that he had already smelled my arousal. His eyes were completely dark, filled with desire and something wild that made me feel something churning badly in my lower belly.

I cupped his face, and stroked his cheek with my thumb.

“I want you.” He growled lowly again, rubbing his shaft to my clothed core furiously.

“I want you too.” I whispered, not hiding my desire, wanting nothing, but him inside me.

He growled throatily in satisfaction. He was about to crash his lips on mine once again when we felt a present outside the room.

He was about to snarl in anger when I moved his face towards me forcefully.

“Not now, Velan.” I asked him, and the expression in his eyes immediately turned into a hurt one.

I hurriedly moved his face right over mine when I realized that he took my statement as rejection.

“I love you, Velan, and I want to be with you too, but Maya still needs some time to heal. You will wait for her, right?” I asked her, looking expectantly.

He smiled, his canines still out of his mouth, making him look fierce but devilishly handsome.

He pecked my lip one more time, and I saw his gaze moving towards my neck, where he sucked me hard.

“Let’s eat first, and then I will have my dessert.” He said to me, and I felt something flowing down out of my core.

He growled lowly again, sniffing a few times.

His fingers were now playing with the lace of my pa*ty down there.

“You will be dead of me, princess.” He murmured, biting my lower lip lightly.

I giggled and bit his lower lip too.

The person standing outside the chamber didn’t knock, but we knew that he was still waiting outside.

“Go to the bathroom and remove your p*nty. I don’t like it there.” He instructed me, making me widen my eyes in shock.

He grinned and slowly slipped down from my body. I shuddered hard when the cool air hit my exposed body.

I shuddered a little, but saw the darkness of his eyes increased me while his eyes roamed all over my body.

I followed his gaze and turned crimson red when I saw that my gown had risen to my waist, leaving the whole length of my naked legs on display; even I could see the lace of my p*nty peeking from there, wrapped around Velan’s finger.

I had perfectly toned legs with the perfect amount of flesh at the right place where it was required. Years of intense training had given them a muscular look, which had enhanced their beauty.

This wasn’t me but the words of all the she-wolves who trained with me. My brother started my training when I was only three. I was trained with both he-wolves and she-wolves from the very beginning.

My heart started racing again when Velan slowly moved his face towards my legs, his fingers still moving there teasingly.

I watched him rubbing his nose on my upper thigh, his hot breaths giving me the pleasure of life.

Both of us suddenly shot up, and looked towards the balcony of the bedroom.

"Go to the closet and don't come out until I call you. Lock the door." Velan instructed with a low growl and the next second, he was to the floor, standing straight while looking towards the balcony.

I wanted to protest but remembered my limitations for the time being.

Moreover, I was surrounded by lycans, not werewolves.

Without wasting a second, I ran towards the closet. If I can't be his strength, I can't be his weakness either.

I trembled hard in fear when I heard Velan roaring, using his complete strength when I was about to close the door of the closet.