Mated: An Enemy King

Make Me All Better

I never once before bothered about paying any attention to my own scent, but all that changed tonight when it turned out to be the only thing that would grant me success in the search for my mate. Aryn's scent still evaded me during the search and it was only when Zakariel picked mine on a trail I had not been on that it dawned on me that my own cloak, which my mate still chose to drape over her frame, would be my saving grace.

Tension made way for relief when I found the said garment discarded somewhere on the path leading to a secluded part of the woods where the stream flowed out into a pool large enough for one to enjoy a good swim. So was her gown. Although, unlike my cloak, the sight of her beautiful piece of royal dress that announced she was all naked up ahead stirred something in my blood, so much I could have sworn I was the one in heat.

"Stay here." I croaked out to my best friend, but Zakariel had apparently fallen back already and I was all alone at the moment. Appreciating his quick thinking, I eased forward, my mind swimming with countless visions and fantasies that I more than longed to indulge in. I couldn't help indulging in the hot memories I'd tried and failed to bury ever since I'd returned from Xatis too as the familiar setting of being under the moonlight, surrounded by all the cool water while the most beautiful creature graced our eyes threatened my sanity and control. I wished for nothing more than to join her, to relive the passion filled night we had shared back in Xatis, but thank the gods I was sensible enough to put a leash on my growing desire. This was about her. I needed to ensure that she was okay...firstly.

Aryn was still raging when I quietly approached the pool. If the furious way she attacked the liquid that filled the stream was anything to go by.

"Damn him!" I'd had every intention to not piss her off again with my presence, but when her curses were followed by frustrated sobs, I shot for the pool without thinking. It did not even matter that there was a huge possibility that I could be the 'him' of her frustrations. My desire to comfort her overtook everyone of my senses even as I plunged into the pool fully dressed in my armour and all. That turned out to be the best decision I'd made the entire night when a blade, sharp and deadly pierced through my armor and stopped mere inches away from plunging into my torso.

"Stay away from me, whoever you are!" Her tone was filled with fear, but it took nothing away from the jaw dropping sight her naked sword wielding self painted. I could laud her genius decision to remain armed while she swam out here in the darkness, but I was too distracted by the lone piece of clothing serving as her sword belt that hang loosely on her waist, drawing my attention to her very perfect curves. She looked the epitome of elegance and death. A sight that snapped in two the leash I'd put on my own desire, leaving me itching to touch, caress and devouring every inch of her glorious body. Her alluring scent still remained masked, but I was not complaining as whatever I was beholding more than made up for it.

"Princess." I mumbled breathlessly. Despite the blade that was stuck in my armour, I reached for her, hands seeking to bring her closer, but she furiously shoved me backwards and sent me tumbling into the water, its cold bite just what I needed to snap out of my dazed state. The moment was short lived, however, as I was treated to the view of her perfectly groomed lady parts that left me thirsting for her.

"Eugan? Are you insane?" She roared, but I was too distracted to care. She was too damned beautiful. And yes, she was right to think I was insane as my sanity was non-existent at the moment. "I could have killed you!" Drawing her sword out of my armour with an unsual speed, she placed a regrettable distance between us.

"But you didn't." I drew close and her breath hitched, the action spurring me forward.

"W-What do you want?"

"To help..." 'To devour every inch of you' would have been a more appropriate answer, but I had to tread carefully. I still couldn't pick her scent even from this close and if Liira and Nuela's theory was right, then it only meant her wolf was still not pleased with me. I had every intention to change that and somehow I knew that flaunting my s****l prowess would or wouldn't impress her beast. I was not about to waste this chance by taking unnecessary risks. Besides, if truly she was in heat this needed to be so much more than just about pleasuring her or myself.

"Stay away! It's you." She suddenly pulled away, leaving me craving for more of her. "You are making it worse."

"I can help." Desperate to grant release to us both, I drew even closer.

"No you can't-" Her protests died down in her throat when I suddenly pulled her into my arms and took her breath away with a searing kiss. This was meant to be for her, I was supposed to be helping, but I couldn't help allowing myself to drown in the sweet taste of her as I deepened the kiss, eliciting countless moans from her.

"Does this make it better?" The sight and feel of her perfect curves more than made up for the her scent that I still couldn't pick. Pulling her closer, I let my hands caress her flawless skin, but it was not enough. I needed to feel her.

"Eugan..."

"Tell me it makes it better, Aryn." I scooped her up and carried her out of the water, glad when she didn't fight me. There was no cave here, but I didn't care as I set her down and quickly discarded my garments. Her gaze fell on me, taking in the entirety of me, making my wolf howl in my head at all the appreciation that flashed in there. She desired me too! I didn't need to be told twice as I laid her down.

"It does. Make me all better, Eugan." Her legs parted in invitation and whatever little control I had left, slipped away at the sight of her. And for the first time I hated that she'd masked her scent because I longed to smell the beauty of her dripping desire even as I dropped on all fours like the beast I was and got a taste of her. She cursed and moaned at the contact, the sounds spurring my assault and when her butt lifted off the ground, pressing her core against my mouth, I gave as furiously as her swaying hips demanded. She'd been shy before and while I'd loved every bit of it, the absence of her shyness now stirred an unnatural need and unleashed the beast in me. My mouth was no longer enough. Tasting her was no longer enough. I desired more. She longed for more and what kind of mate would I be if I denied us both?

"Eugan..." Her thirsty cries brought my mouth to hers, yet not to comfort, but to devour every inch of it while she moaned until the entirety of the woods was filled with the glorious sound. And when her legs wrapped around me, inviting me to fill her, I graciously obliged.

I, however, was not prepared for the world of ecstacy that awaited me when those hips began swaying with a rhythm meant to drive one mad. I hissed, yet out of pleasure even as I answered her with a rhythm of my own. Thrusting down deep, claiming her over and over again.

When she finally shattered, surrendering wholly to my touch, Nuela and Liira's words rang true as her scent came flooding back. The waves of her arousal heavy and thick, coloured my world and drove me mad. There was no stopping either me or my wolf as I thrust even harder chasing my own release. And whether this meant my mate and her wolf now finally found me worthy, I did not care for it as I got lost in her, shamelessly taking everything she was offering.

I was the happiest wolf in the realm, with the stupidest satisfied grin as I lay under the vast moonlit skies, holding my mate in my arms. That was until Aryn pushed herself off of me and made the most ludicrous demand one would make after what was perhaps the most satifying lovemaking I'd ever had.

"You can leave now."

"What?"

"You've done your part and your help is deeply appreciated-" My eyes grew wider the more she spoke as realization that I'd just let myself be used dawned on me.