Page 37 of Lycan and Lark
Lark gazed at the liquid red on his hand, and then switched his gaze to Gideon. “You hurt her.” His words were deep, menacing, and inhuman. His shifting irises settled into their ominous deep red and a warning growl reverberated across the room. Lark’s body hunched forward as loud cracks began to fill the space. Gideon’s eyes were glowing brightly now.
“Get away from him, Aria. He’s feral.”
Aria gripped Lark’s face in both hands and turned it toward her. “Lark, baby, I know you’re in there. Please, listen to me. I’m fine. I’ve already healed. It was an accident.” Lark roared and Aria tightened her hold on him. “Lark! Snap out of it. I’m here. I’m right here with you. You don’t have to change. You are in control.”
He trembled, but his body slowed its transformation. His chest heaved with ragged breaths. Aria stroked his cheeks, whispering soothing words. Slowly, so slowly, Lark returned to himself. She leaned up on tiptoes and planted a deep kiss on Lark’s lips. He remained still against her for a moment before his own lips engaged her mouth. He pulled her close, kissing her deeply. Their mouths fit perfectly together. She sank into his kiss once more, then pulled back. Vibrant teal and pale yellow eyes greeted her and she sighed in relief.
“There you are.” She planted a smaller, softer kiss on his lips before turning to face Gideon. The rest of the group was still coiled with a tense posture that said they were expecting an attack at any moment. “Lark needs our help. His wolf is sick.”
Gideon stared at Lark, blue eyes still glowing brightly. “It seems there are a lot of things we need to discuss. You need to come with me, Aria.” He signaled for Lucas to put Lark back into his cell.
Aria stopped him. “I will. But I need a few minutes alone with Lark first.”
Gideon shook his head. “Aria…”
“You guys will be here the whole time, watching through the window. If something happens you can run in, but I need a few minutes. Alone.”
Gideon’s jaw tensed as he considered his options. “Ten minutes. And if I see a reason for you to leave before then, you’ll come without a fight.”
“Ten minutes.” Aria’s voice was filled with joy.
“And no teleporting.” Gideon glared. Lark simply nodded in acknowledgment.
The two walked hand in hand back into the room they had been holding Lark in. “I'll be right outside,” Gideon murmured before closing the door.
And then for the first time in nearly a month, they were alone.
ChapterSixteen
The room filled with Aria’s woodsy, winter scent the second the door shut behind her. Lark inhaled deeply, feeling warmth spread through his chest as her essence surrounded him. He released her hand and cupped her face in his fingers before diving in for a long-awaited and desperately needed kiss. Aria leaned into the kiss, moaning into his mouth as his tongue slid along hers. He wrapped his fist in her long hair, tilting her head back and giving himself deeper access to her mouth. His other hand teased the waistband of her leggings and she abruptly stepped back.
“Lark.” She was breathy and rosy-cheeked. “Gideon and the others are literally staring at us.” Lark followed her gaze to the window. It was only a mirror on their side of the room, but she was right. He could sense the others huddled on the other side, watching them closely.
“Don’t worry about them.” He pulled her hips flush against his body so she could feel the hard length straining against his pants.
Aria huffed and pulled back once more. “They’ll see.” She folded her arms tersely.
Lark collared the back of her neck, bringing their faces mere inches apart. “They’ll see what I want them to see. Right now we are seated at that table.” He nodded toward a simple metal table and two hard chairs settled directly in front of the two-way mirror. “Talking, holding hands, and nothing more.”
She tilted her neck in his grip, looking at the table, then the mirror, and back to Lark. “You can do that?” Her astonished excitement fueled his desire.
“There are so many things I can do, Princess.” He released her neck, gripping her by the ass and hauling her up so that her legs wrapped around his waist. She gasped out in surprise at the quick, effortless movement. “And right now I’m more concerned with the things I want to do to you.”
Her pupils blew wide and she dove for his lips. He walked them to the table, setting Aria down just in front of it. He reached for her pants and she caught his fingers in hers. “Don’t rip them. I’m not going to have any good excuse for walking out of here naked.” Lark truly enjoyed ripping things off of her, but she had a fair point. He slid her leggings down slowly, allowing his tongue to trace the movement from her hip bone down to her ankle. Aria shuddered and buried her hands in his hair. When her legs were clear of the clothing, he pressed her back, making her sit on the edge of the table. She looked back over her shoulder nervously.
“Eyes on me,” Lark commanded, and her blue eyes began to glow. He dipped between her legs, gliding the metal bar of his piercing up her inner thigh. He relished how she shook as he approached the apex of her thighs. He groaned as his tongue made contact with her wet prize. Aria moaned, digging her nails into his scalp and then burying Lark’s face into her pussy. Lark ate at her like a man who’d been deprived of food for an entire month. He was starving, savage, and his tongue explored her flesh greedily. She panted heavily above him as his tongue took every bit of her every which way.
He groaned thinking of Gideon’s words. He loved dragging their foreplay out, but he only had ten minutes with Aria, and he was going to have all of her in that time. He sent a steady current of electricity through his piercing. The metal hummed as it vibrated against her swollen clit. Aria’s hips jerked as the intense sensation heightened her building orgasm. Lark gripped her ass, lifting her hips toward his mouth and rocking her against him as his tongue teased her to her limit. God he missed the taste of her. Every night that he’d fantasized about the sweet nectar between her thighs had left him empty and wanting. He took his fill of her, making up for all those lonely, starved days. She mewled and writhed in his grasp. When he sensed she was on the edge, he sucked her clit in between his lips, allowing the tip of his piercing to continue buzzing into her sensitive skin. Her body bucked and arched as she rode out her orgasm. Lark licked and sucked until her body twitched from sensitivity. He dipped his tongue deep inside her once, then moved to his feet.
Aria yelped as he pulled her off the table and whirled her around to face the mirror. He lifted her shirt and sports bra up high, exposing her breasts. “I want you to watch me fuck you, so you can see just how much I missed you, just how badly I need you.” He dug his fingers into her hips and she moaned. “Now put your hands on the table, and spread your legs.”
She parted her legs wider, giving Lark all the access he needed. He groaned as he stared down at her pussy, glistening, soft, and spread just for him. Aria bit her lip in response to the sound he made, pushing her hips back, urging him on. Lark rubbed his blunt tip up and down her entrance and she squirmed.
“Our time is almost up,” he purred behind her. “Be a good girl and come for me before they take you away.”
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He slammed into her, the force of the thrust causing the table to lurch. Its metal legs scraped across the tile making a sound Aria was sure could be heard from the other side of the wall. Lark didn’t seem to care. Aria’s heart raced with anticipation thinking of how the others were standing just feet in front of her. It felt wrong, dirty, and thrilling.
