The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 179

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Ophelia parted her lips, “Nik…” Before she could even finish pronouncing his name, he seized her and shoved her all the way back against the cracked wall, pinning her more firmly beneath his crazily archaic gaze. His powerful arm wrapped her waist, preventing her entire back from being compressed against it.

Her eyes flickered with uncertainty and her chest heaved as heat swirled within them, her brain turning into oatmeal.

“Do you want to talk about what happened some minutes ago?” His eyes were widening, his tone was serious, and he swirled his finger around the rope of her shirt. “That is the past, darling. Look at me… Your present.”

Taking a quick pull on the rope, he ripped the shirt off her chest and pushed it aside. The sight of her breasts, artfully concealed by her inner clothing, caused his eyes to flare brilliantly.

Ophelia heaved. “Nik… I.. I do not think we should do this when you’re in this state.”

He buried his face in the hollow of her neck and dug his clawed hand into her waist as he leant in, pushing her hair aside to reveal the mating mark. “You’re afraid I’ll hurt you.”

“Yes.” Ophelia let out a panting breath. His scorching breath gently burned into her skin, giving her chills to the point that she nearly squealed.

“I will not… But, I can assure you that you will adore it even if I do.” He said, his lips meeting his bite mark.

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Closing her eyes, Ophelia reached up and touched the side of his neck. “Nik.. I..”

Her spine tensed as she felt his fangs. Nevertheless, he leant aside, tore off her shirt’s sleeve, bit her wrist, and licked it clean rather than lowering his teeth to her neck.

“Ah..” the agony surged through her spirit, Ophelia shook her head and closed her eyes. She had never experienced such a distinct form of pain, one that sent shivers down her spine.

She opened her eyes slowly and gave him a wide–eyed stare while he drew back his fangs and softly licked her blood. Why did she like the pain he had caused her?

With a smirk on his face, he continued to lick the blood from her wrist while staring at her with those fiery eyes full of unbridled hunger. She bit her lower lip as her entire body trembled.

“Not yet.” Gently, he kissed her wrist in a whisper.

“You…” Before she could say anything more, he swept her into his arms, carried her over to the bed where he gently sat, and persuaded her to sit on his lap.

Gazing at him, Ophelia moved to perch on him, caging his torso. Straddling him. Was he attempting to confuse his craving for blood with his desire for her?

He breathed a little shakily and said, “My beautiful FireStorm,” carefully removing her torn shirt from her body.

Ophelia loved the crazy passion he had in his eyes. She could see herself in those eyes the more she stared. Alive. And On fire!

Nikolai leant back, taking off his shirt and cloak revealing his

too–adorned, powerful, and domineering body. She pressed her hands

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The assemblage was drawing nearer, their irate looks growing more pronounced.

“Sasha?!” Pavel called out of the blue.

Pavel, Danil, and Boris were standing at the door when Sasha turned to look. Every single one of them was displaying their beastly eyes, letting her know that if Nikolai was touched, they would dispatch all of those werewolves.

Grinning, she looked back out at the assembly.

“Why isn’t he opening his eyes? This is taking far too long.” Exasperated, Ophelia asked.

Squinting, Rhaziel’s eyes took on their thick, dark demon form. “Something is wrong.”

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179 Blood and butterflies (2)

Her face flushed crimson red as her eyebrows went up in surprise. “You

won’t hurt me.”

“I might. Stop me.” He repeated himself, and Ophelia heard the desperation in his voice as he sought to maintain control. “Please.”

“Nik. I’m prepared, and I’m confident you won’t harm me. You

acknowledged that I will adore it even if you do.”

“It’s beyond my control. It’s perilous to combine my current bloodlust for you with

arning for you.”

Ophe

sho

and shook her head. She put her hands on his strong, naked inadvertently pushed herself closer, grinding against his

ck that was struggling to pop out of his pants.

ck his head and groaned deeply.

elt a sharp twitch between her legs as a result of that action, and dvertently gave birth to a little moan.

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