Page 21 of Lycan and Lark
Lark dropped down to lie beside her. “I can’t believe anyone has been able to resist you this long.” He drew her onto her side to face him.
“My brother is the Alpha. So, aside from the few times I fooled around with guys too young and stupid to be afraid of him, there’s not exactly been anyone lining up to test their restraint. Gideon has everyone convinced he’ll eat their dick if they defile me.” She rolled her eyes.
“Gideon eats dick? I didn’t think he was the type.” Lark’s eyes sparkled and Aria burst out laughing.
“Jokes? What a development. I thought you were just growly threats and seduction techniques.”
He growled in response, nipping at her neck. “I am both of those things. In fact, I’m glad no one else has had you. Otherwise I’d have to hunt them down, so no one else on earth would know the feel and taste of that sweet little pussy. It’s mine.” He rolled her over, pinning her body beneath his again. He pressed his hips against hers and she could feel the length of his hardness digging into her.
“Again? I thought you would need more time.”
Lark’s eyes darkened as he settled between her thighs. “That was a courtesy, Princess, for your first time. From now on I’ll fuck you more ways than you can imagine, more times than you may be able to take. And I’m not stopping until you beg for a break.”
Aria shivered beneath him. He rubbed his tip against her entrance before slowly sinking into her. This was the best day of her life and she had a pretty strong feeling the days were only going to get better from here.
* * *
Lark stoked the fire with a grin on his face. Aria was in the shower, and she had no idea he had a Kitsune feast waiting for her. He paid attention when she spoke, making mental notes of the things she loved. She mentioned this restaurant as one of her favorites and he had filed it away for later.
The last few days had been spent fucking and talking, and then fucking some more. The first night he had slept with Aria in his arms had been pure bliss. She melted into his body like they were meant to fit together. Maybe they were. He heard it in her mind every day. She believed they were mates, but she was scared to bring it up. He wanted to talk about it too, but fear kept him tight lipped as well. What if it turned out it wasn’t true and she left? What if she didn’t want to be with him after that?
“Holy balls, is that from Kitsune?!” Her excited voice drew him from his worries.
“You said it was the best.” He shrugged. She bounded across the room, jumping to wrap her arms around his neck in a fierce hug.
“Thank you!”
He caught her with ease, pulling her close to breathe in her fresh scent. He set her on her feet and she dragged him toward the table. Her grin grew as she popped the lids on all the containers, laying each one with its accompanying sauce. Seemingly satisfied with her spread, she speared some sort of squishy dumpling on a chopstick and dunked it in a sauce.
“Here.” She held it up to his mouth and he pressed his lips tightly together. “Oh come on, it’s good!”
He eyed the food warily. “What is it?”
“It’s gyoza and it’s delicious. Now open up.”
He reluctantly opened his mouth. Aria stuffed the food in and then stared at him. Her eyes tracked the way he chewed and swallowed.
“What do you think?”
“Hmmm…” He feigned thinking and her smile dropped. “It’s delicious.”
Aria’s grin was massive as she continued snatching up items and stuffing them in his mouth. She talked about the food as she continued feeding both of them. These past few days were incredible. He felt so close to Aria despite the short time period. They had barely left each other’s side since the picnic and her presence was now familiar and comfortable.
The food had been demolished, and their stomachs near bursting by the time they stopped. They moved to sit by the fire, watching the flames eat away at the crackling wood.
“How do you get people to give you the things you need? Like food. Do you steal it or…”
Lark had been hoping she wouldn’t ask. “I don’t steal it, I just convince them that they want to give it to me.”
Aria narrowed her eyes at him. “That sounds sneaky. Care to elaborate?”
He didn’t really. “It’s called compulsion. I gently encourage them to do something or give me something and they think it was their own idea.”
Aria frowned. “Is that another power from a Chosen?”
Lark nodded grimly.
“Have you used compulsion on me?”
