Lycan Christmas by S. Yule (best contemporary novels txt) 📗

filled her, stretched her, once again. She tried to push against him, tried to get more of him, but he growled and held her more firmly in place, while thrusting into her, dominating her, claiming her. She was thoroughly possessed, and happy to be so by the man she loved.

He demanded her submission, but she knew with all of her heart that if she objected, he’d relent. He would never hurt her, or make her do anything she was uncomfortable with, and proved it when she struggled harder and he instantly released her. She flipped onto her back and opened her legs invitingly. When he frowned, she followed his gaze down and saw the blood staining the insides of her thighs.

“It’s okay. It only hurt for a moment. I need you, Lorent.”

He stroked one finger through the blood, as if in regret of hurting her, then nestled his hips between her thighs. He cupped her face in his hands and slid home once again. “I love you, Melony.”

“I love you too,” she sighed.

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He kissed her, and thrust into her again and again, until they were both panting, until they were both crying out in anticipation of release. She held him tightly while he pumped into her, the heat swirling hotter with each slide of his cock in her wet sheath. Her muscles clenched harder and harder around him until she fell over the edge once again. This time, he followed her, throbbing deep inside her with each spurt of his seed.

He brushed the hair from her forehead and gently kissed her. “That was incredible. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“You were perfect. And Lorent?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t have to think about anything any longer. I want to be yours in every way.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You can only shift the first time during a full moon. After that, you can shift anytime you want. The next full moon comes at the beginning of the new year.”

“Sounds like the perfect late Christmas present to me.”

“I don’t deserve you, you know?” He traced his finger down her cheek.

“Yes. You do. You are a good man.”

“Melony?”

“Yeah?”

“If you ever scare me again like you did tonight, I’ll spank your delectable ass.”

“I’ll look forward to it.” She smiled.

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Epilogue

January 9, 2012

Melony sat beside Lorent under the trees and stared up at the full moon.

He was a beautiful wolf, which was to be expected since he was a beautiful man. Over the last few weeks, he’d opened up to her more and more. He trusted her, and she trusted him.

The change hadn’t been an easy one, even painful at times, but she’d been prepared since he’d explained to her that the first time was the worst.

He’d been with her every step of the way. She’d been afraid, but had confidence Lorent would never let any harm come to her. When every muscle in her body had contracted, when her skin had tingled and hair popped through every pore in her skin, when her canines had elongated into fangs, he’d been there to soothe her. Yes, it had been quite a painful and frightening ordeal, but she wasn’t sorry she’d let him change her. She loved him and wanted to spend every second that she could with him.

She was a little disappointed that her fur was her natural hair color—

brown—in wolf form, but Lorent had already warned her that the pink coloring wouldn’t stay when she shifted. In the grand scheme of things, she supposed it was an unimportant, minor detail. Besides, she’d look kind of silly as a big pink wolf.

She’d never in her life felt as free as she did while running in the woods with Lorent. They’d yipped, playfully nipped one another, and wallowed in the snow, and she’d felt all the restraints, all the rules of society float away while she was in wolf form—not that she would ever do anything horrible or anything against her nature. Lorent told her it was the predator in her wolf that made her feel like that, and she figured that was probably the truth, for she had no other way to explain it.

“It’s gorgeous out here.”

“You’re gorgeous.”

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wondered how they’d communicate while shifted. The last few weeks with Lorent had been the happiest of her life.

Sherry was healthy, and her baby, whom she’d named Michael, was healthy. Lorent had been right when he told her Piers had called it even with her since she’d saved their son, although she hadn’t gotten the feeling he’d been all that mad at her in the first place, but more worried, and upset that his wife had been able to talk her into the trip.

Whatever the case, past mistakes were just that—past mistakes—and she’d promised herself to think things through very carefully in the future if she felt even a tinge of unease about something. Lorent had finally accepted his past as well, and had worked hard on putting it behind him for good. At the moment, everything at Sanctuary was calm, peaceful, and right.

She gazed back at the two wolves a few yards behind them. Rose had finally decided it was time to let Knox change her, to become a true mate to him in every way. She’d told him on Christmas, as it had been the most meaningful, special present she could think to give him. Melony had a feeling it was a present for Rose as well.

Rose had told her that it had taken her a long time to get over past fears and to embrace the lycan race fully. Knox had insisted that if she chose to never be changed, he’d love her just as much, but when she died, he’d follow her into death.