Free LycanPrince by Anastasia Maltezos Page B

her back on the bed, his mouth moving furiously over hers. Alex couldn't get enough of him. She ran her hands over his back and quivered beneath the heat flaring in her limbs.
    She heard him growl deep from within his throat as he slid one hand between them and found her breast. He kneaded and moulded it, her nipple hardening with pleasure and she groaned in his mouth as his tongue continued to pillage and plunder her.
    An ache grew where her limbs met and she whimpered for a release she didn't know how to get. He shuddered and dragged his mouth from hers with a ragged breath. He stared down at her, his face taut with desire and he shoved aside her shirt, nearly ripping the thin fabric as he lowered a hungry mouth over a breast.
    She arched her head back and gasped with wild abandon at the pleasure he was inciting in her limbs. Her ache grew and she thought she would die if she didn't get her release.
    He continued to suck and lathe her breast and she thought her body would splinter in a thousand pieces at the exquisite pain growing in the lower regions of her body. Then he moved to her other breast and ravished it with the same intensity and passion as he did with the first one. Alex gasped. She couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed his hair and pulled down, hard. She heard him growl and slowly he lifted his head, his eyes boring down on hers.
    He was breathing hard, his eyes hooded, his face a dark shade of red.
    "This is madness," she whispered hoarsely.
    He ran his gaze over her exposed breasts and rested it on her face. He was clenching and unclenching his jaw so tightly, she stared at the muscle throbbing along his cheek. He looked like he was in pain.
    "I can't believe I…this was not…" he began hoarsely, unable to finish.
    Slowly she drew her shirt over her breasts and stared at his face. He looked tortured, pained. "What is it?" she asked, her tone husky. Had he regretted what they'd done?
    "I hunger for you like no other," he said almost as though he was speaking to himself. He drew back slowly, rubbing a shaky hand at the back of his neck and gave her a look that melted her limbs.
    "I…I wasn't exactly stopping you either."
    "Why are you not afraid of me?" he asked abruptly. "You haven't said a single word to me about what I am."
    She rose slowly from the bed, straightening her clothes as he drew his towering height next to her. "The man who taught me the art of combat knew of your kind."
    "And the Royal Contest? You are not afraid of being wed to a beast?"
    She looked up at him and caught a flash of uncharacteristic vulnerability pass over his face. It was very brief, but she caught it. He called himself a beast. Her heart warmed with unbidden compassion as she thought of how gentle and caring he'd been with Ariel from the first moment he met her, not to mention how he'd risked his own life jumping between the two wolves to save her.
    "You're not a beast, Vasilis," she said softly. She saw him swallow hard.
    "A few weeks after the night my castle turned two hundred years ago, my mother killed herself because she couldn't live with a husband and son who were monsters. She was turned, too and had to take a silver dagger to her heart."
    Alex gasped and raised a sharp hand to her mouth. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."
    "It's not your fault. She didn't see us as human anymore and preferred death to living."
    Gently she placed her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Vasilis," she repeated.
    He gazed intently at her. "I am still a man," he said quietly.
    "I know," she whispered.
    He took her by the shoulders and dragged her up against his body as his mouth descended on hers. He kissed her hard and her knees went weak with desire. He released her before she could catch her breath.
    "Go to your sister. We leave shortly. When we arrive at my home, you and I will talk."
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    By mid-afternoon, the caravan entered the royal grounds and Alex couldn't help but stare in awe at the castle atop the mountain. It was a magnificent