“But if I win I won’t get to hear you laugh” I said in daze as her pink lips morphed into a smile and her cheeks painted red. She shook her head and swatted my chest, “You’re so cheesy” she snorted and plopped beside me.
I wrapped my arms around her shoulder bringing her in to my warmth, “I have waited centuries for you and now that I finally have you… It’s surreal!” I tell her honestly, she looked up with her beautiful grey-blue eyes.
“I loved you from the moment I saw you playing on top of the ball and falling to the ground..” I tell her caressing her cheeks, my insides felt they were about to explode with happiness when she leaned into my touch.
“You make me, moya malen’kaya al’fa. You complete me” I said her sweet smell tranquilizing my brain, “I don’t know would would I do without you. You colour my world love. You give my existence meaning” I said in all honesty. Silent tears slid down her eyes as she looked at me with such raw and pure emotions it hazed my ability to think, “What did I ever do to deserve you?” She asked softly and brought her hand to my cheeks. Her soft and warm hand made me feel home, “Nothing” I answered and kissed her palm, “Nothing at all” I said and bring her lips to meet mine.
Sparks ignited from my lips and travelled to every part of my body, every cell came alive. Our lips moved in perfect sync, the passion alone in the kiss was enough to make me realise how I am nothing without my woman. My heart started to thump heavily and my lycan hummed in contentment as she started to caress my neck and cupped my jaws. I pulled her on my lap and continued our kiss.
She pulled back trying to catch her breath, but I wasn’t done. I left wet kisses on her neck and exposed shoulder, feeling her shiver and tighten her hold on me only made me crazy. I growled and pulled her even closer, I looked into her eyes as she lightly pecked my nose, “Beautiful” she mutter and kissed me again.
Sebastian’s POV
I pulled her close to me as we both laid on the soft grass, my lycan looked at the beautiful grey wolf who was lying on top of him. The weight of the beautiful wolf made him feel light as if a missing piece of the puzzle had been put in it’s place. Nora laid her head on my chest, suddenly I felt her tail wiggling. Pretty much caressing my penis which was hidden beneath the thick coat of fur, my lycan throaty growl vibrated our chest as the minx wolf above us looked at us innocently with her beautiful grey-blue eyes. 1
Our growl only increased when she looked dead in our eyes and started wiggling her tail more. We let out a lustful growl and turned us around so she was beneath us. She shifted in her human form, her eyes looked into ours just as lustfully as before.
“Shift” she commanded, my lycan growled but obeyed her command.
I lower my face down to her plump lips.
Water was thrown on my face making me shoot up in alarm, I looked at the intruder murderously. She looked at me annoyed, “We could practically smell your arousal from downstairs” she said in disgust and put the empty jar on my bed side table.
I scowled at her, “Then who the fuck told you to put your nose on my arousal? Couldn’t you smell something else?” I snapped back at Laura. She just flipped me off showing her middle finger, “Come down stairs fast. Breakfast is ready!” she shouted from the hallways.
I groaned falling back on my bed, rubbing my face. I was having such an amazing dream but this doofus had to ruin it! I looked at my now wet bed and my poor blue balls which are begging for a release, groaning I went to the washroom to revive myself of the pain, the way I have been doing for the past three months.
I jogged downstairs where my pack waited for me. Lycans are dominant and prideful species, having too many lycans in a pack bring about a lot of dictatorship due to power play. So usually lycan have 3-9 members in their pack. Having a double digit members can cause a lot of trouble. Though as the time has progressed, the reason has shifted to us being more compatible. We don’t like that much of violence for no good reason so we try and have people with whom we are more comfortable with.
Even children and parents have different packs once the child is a full grown lycan. There are hardly a handful of packs that have some other species other than lycan. Ours is one of them.
When I reached out kitchen/dinning room, their day had already started. Laura and Arthur were making breakfast ignoring the constant bickering between Edmund, Jessica and Henry. I rolled my eyes and walked towards the table, “Out of all the things, Zeus had to make you a nitwit with a pencil dick” Jessica snapped at Henry who had a smug look on his face.
“You know his dick very well! Are you playing Dora the explorer in the forbidden forest?!” Edmund teased Jessica making her growl in frustration, “Who the fuck is talking to you?” Her green eyes narrowed at Edmund in annoyance. I huffed, that’s what she came up with? No wonder they pick on herso much. I slapped the back of Henry’s head as I reached them, “What did you guys do now?” I asked and sat down next to Jessica. 2
The boys looked at me pouting, “Nothing! I promise. I was talking to Ed but this doofus had to insert herself in every conversation!” He said smoothly smirking at Jessica who was now glaring daggers at the two. She was about to shout at the two when I stopped her, “Don’t bother, J. They’ll only get on your nerves more” I said yawning as Arthur pushed a cup of black coffee in my direction. I nodded my head in appreciation as I sipped the coffee.
That is my pack, unusual but functional and happy.. well to a certain extend. Let me tell you how this pack came about.
Laura and I have been childhood friends, since the very start we were inseparable even through she was two year older than me. Some even thought that we would be Erastis but on Laura’s 97th birthday she found Arthur. Her Erastis. Arthur is the eldest and the wisest among us. The next day the three of us sat down and decided to officially call us a pack. Since then he has been our guide and advisory. Then after 10 years during the 1870’s when we were travelling Russia, we came across these two vampires. Jessica and Edmund, they were on the run when their coven was killed by a rival coven. Jessica and Laura instantly became friends while Edmund had a hard time trusting us but eventually he came around. And that’s how vampires for the first time ever became a part of a lycan pack.
And lastly the biggest fatuous of all, Henry. We met him at a club in Sydney during the late 40’s. He was what you’d call your typical misunderstood bad boy. He was a loner lycan roaming around the world. We didn’t really thought that we’d call him one of our pack members but eventually we built a very strong connection with him and after a few years if staying there we asked him if he wanted to be a part of our pack. The rest is history now.
Everyone went on with their days after the breakfast but I was still sitting on the kitchen island with an impassive face. I felt Laura’s warm hands rubbing my back, “Everything alright?” She asked. I shook my head and gave a smile, “Nothing I can’t handle” I said nicely. She smiled softly and sat down next to me, “Sebastiann.. it’s okay to share your feelings” she spoke softly, knowing exactly what would comfort me, “You don’t always have to subpress your feelings. You too are a being with emotions and it’s normal to feel. You’re not bound to make EVERYONE happy even if it means to kill your own feelings.” She explained to me. 1