Heart Of A Lycan King
Chapter 39

NATASHA.

“Make sure you snap pictures,” Tiffany smiled as she adjusted the two buns she made me. I had argued with her on why this hairstyle wasn’t right now, but Tiffany insisted it is, especially since Aiden and I are both wearing couple shirts.

They were white in color with the title of ‘king’ to his and ‘queen’ to mine. We both wore black jean trousers and I carried a small side bag where I placed my phone, a pack of gum, my l*p balm, and a small perfume.

I was a nervous wreck. While Erin has been a ball of excitement since we woke up. Despite the fact that both of us were nervous about tomorrow, it didn’t diminish the excitement for what today might hold.

We had woken up early with Mama’s visit. She stayed only for a few minutes before she left after she dropped us off breakfast of ‘Masa da miya,’ my favorite food of all time.

Aiden, Kane, Tiffany, and I dined together, and it was lots of fun! As soon as we were done, Kane left to continue the ceremony preparation before Aiden and I returned from our date.

Now, I was already dressed, as was Aiden. But only Tiffany and I were in the living room because Aiden said he’s looking for his keys.

“I can’t snap pictures, Tiffany. It makes no sense.”

“Duh! Don’t be silly. This is a date for you two. You need to have memories of your first date, and one way to do that is by snapping pictures,” Tiffany replied.

“I’m not sure, Tiff. I’m nervous over here, can’t you see?”

“What’s there to be nervous about? Just be yourself, Natasha. You don’t have to pretend to be who you aren’t. I’m sure the king likes you just the way you are.” She smiled.

“Thank you, Tiffany,” I hugged her briefly before pulling away. I’m still not used to the fact that I have a friend now besides a loving mate.

Way to go, Natasha.

“Shall we? I found the keys,” Aiden’s voice floated as he came to a stop before me.

Tiffany bowed, waved at me, winked before she walked back to her room. I lifted my eyes to replace Aiden looking at me, and my nervousness doubled over. Goddess! Please do not make me ruin this.

Instinctively, I began to chew on my nails, and I refused to meet his gaze. Heck, I couldn’t even bring myself to take a step.

“Do you want me to carry you? Is that why you aren’t moving, Nala?” Aiden asked, a smile in his voice.

I looked at him, and I couldn’t help laughing just a bit, the nervousness beginning to ease.

“No. I’m just thinking of where you would be taking me to,” I answered.

“Set your mind free from the thoughts of the date. That way, you’ll feel less nervous,” he said softly.

He noticed, I thought. He noticed that I was nervous.

“There’s nothing to think about now. I’m not even sure if I can do this and…”

“Think about the way you wet my back with your spit yesterday and called it a k**s, Nala.” Aiden laughed.

“Oh, that!” I found myself laughing loudly. I should be ashamed that I don’t even know how to properly k**s. But perhaps, it was the way he said it that made me feel as though there was nothing to be ashamed of. Plus, I know he was teasing me.

“You are a lousy kisser, Nala,” he said again, the corners of his lips tilting up a bit as he turned and began walking.

“You said it was perfect,” I pouted, pausing in my tracks. “You said it was the best,” I added.

“It was,” Aiden breathed, as he turned and began to back me slowly till I nearly fell on the sofa behind me. “Careful,” he caught me quickly, the force pulling me to his chest as I came in contact with the rigid muscles underneath his shirt. But then he pulled away, and I wondered why.

“Will you teach me how to be a good kisser?” I heard myself ask. It was stupid, and quite unethical for a woman to constantly initiate something like this. At least, that is how it is in this part of the world. However, after the confidence I gathered yesterday to ask if I could lick him, and then I did, I’m sure I’m past the point of caring too much what people think. That, and the fact that I truly want to give myself a chance to embrace the real me, without letting dark thoughts from my past anchor my life.

This is me trying to prove to myself that I can do this. Not sure if that’s healthy but I’m still gonna try.

“I’m certain you aren’t so bad when it comes to a real one, Nala,” he murmured, his voice having a deep timbre to it.

“I am . You just said so, and I already know I’m bad.” I replied.

“I was teasing you. Unless, of course, this is your way of asking me to k**s you, Nala,” he breathed.

“Well, it might be. But what fun would there be when I can’t do it right?”

He stared at me for a moment before he replied, “Well, we can try now. And you can take the lead.” He murmured, eyes hooded, voice groggy, lips parted.

“How?”

“It would be easier if you come closer and wrap your arms around my neck,” he suggested.

I fidget with my fingers for a moment before I dragged them across the rigid muscles I could feel under his shirt, looping my arms stiffly around his neck before I spoke. “I think I’m done.”

“Come closer. There’s still some space between us.”

I inched forward.

“Closer.” He said again.

I inched forward again, until our bodies came together. But I wasn’t sure I could do this now that it is happening. What if I mess up? What if it doesn’t work out well and I ruin a perfect date before it even started? My nerves jangled, and panic threatened. But Aiden did nothing. He didn’t ask me to do anything else. He simply waited, watching me with his heated gaze. Against my better judgement, I relaxed.

‘You asked for it. Face it and do it right. I’m eager to experience what it’s like to be kissed tenderly, as well. Without the heat being in control of us this time,’ Erin purred.

I smiled a bit.

“You look relaxed now.” Aiden said.

I nodded, realizing I didn’t have to stand on my toes so I could align our body made me happy. I love being tall, it is one thing that I always pride myself with. I aligned our bodies until they fit just perfectly. My heart crashed in a crazy rhythm against my chest, but I didn’t let the fear of messing this up take over.

When he closed his arms carefully around me, his heart sank through his shirt to mine and sent warm jolts of sparks through. The pressure of his undemanding embrace reached deep inside me, calming me, loosening the knots I hadn’t known were there.

I loved how he always held me in his embrace tenderly. I burrowed my face into his neck and breathed him in, his scent sending my nerves high.

I drew back a bit when I felt something hard prodding my belly.

“Don’t mind that,” he said huskily.

I have no plans of minding it, I thought with thudding heart.

Hooded eyes searched mine as he lowered his hand from between my shoulder blades to my back. The heat of his palm penetrated my clothes, and all the fine hairs on my body stood.

“I’ll start now,” he whispered, the tip of his nose grazing my skin as he moved closer. He pressed a k**s to my left temple, his hot breath fanning my face. He kissed the hollow beneath my cheekbones.

“Did you like that?” He murmured.

I could only nod, my chest tight with anticipation.

Then I felt his lips on the corner of my mouth pressed lightly.

Impatience seared through me, and I sank my fingers into his hair pushed closer into him. The movement caused his lips to press against mine. A closed mouth k**s that shouldn’t really matter. Yet it did.

Bolts of sensation zigzagged straight to my chest. After a surprised hesitation from both of us, he did it again. His lips moulded perfectly against mine. No tongue slapping. No loud cries or m***s like Matteo and Camila normally do. Just…perfect.

This was kissing. I was being kissed.

I fisted my hands against his chest and braced myself. He kissed me like I was something addictive. The drugging closed mouth k****s that wrapped my shambled heart tightly. For a moment, I thought I was floating as his tongue caressed my lips. I opened up, eager for him to take this to another stage, despite not really knowing what I wanted him to do. But he didn’t do what I thought he would, like shove his tongue into my mouth. Instead, he captured my bottom lips and sucked on it for some seconds, the act making my toes curl as I secured my hold on his shirt tighter.

This was kissing. Drugged in the sensation it brought to both my body, my mind and soul, I didn’t want it to stop.

But then, he stopped.

“That should be enough for now,” he breathed, pulling away just a bit to look at me through his hooded lashes.

I loved it. But hated that he stopped. But I wasn’t about to argue. We have a long day to spend together. And truthfully, I wasn’t thinking much about the date now, rather my mind was filled with the k**s we had just shared. Albeit simple, it was the best thing so far for me.

“Seems like I have a lot to learn,” I murmured, pressing my fingers to my plump lips. “Let’s go,” I hurried outside to avoid my treacherous heart or Erin to push me into asking for more.

“Well, you have a masterful teacher here, Nala,” he called behind me and I couldn’t help laughing.

It feels good to be …happy.

I stood just outside the porch with my jaw slacked as I stared at the motorbike before us.

“We are riding this?” I asked in shock, feeling a whole new sense of dread wash over me.

“You’ve never rode one?” Aiden asked, a surprised expression on this face.

“Uhm, yeah. And I don’t really think I can right now,” I answered truthfully.

“Come on, it’s going to be fun,” he pulled my hand and dragged me towards the bike, but I was still not sure I’d be able to ride it. “You can let go of all your worries as we ride. Just close your eyes, let the wind flow through you and let it all out. Scream for as long as you want, no one will know.” He winked, picking up one of the helmets and fastening on my head.

I swallowed as I watched him climb before he leaned the bike to the side for me. Despite the thundering in my heart, I braced myself up and climbed on the bike, instinctively wrapping my arms tightly around Aiden.

“One of the reasons I chose to ride a bike,” Aiden said softly as he covered my hand with his, his warmth seeping through me. “I promise I’ll keep you safe. Just set your mind free and enjoy the ride, okay?”

“Okay,” I breathed as the motorbike came to life, and before I could fully comprehend what was going on, we were moving fast and the trees were swishing fast beside us.

Anxiety kicked in. Excitement kicked in. Adrenaline pumped. Exhilaration. Fear. Everything. I wrapped my hands even more around Aiden, letting the wind take me away like he had said.

“You can let out all your frustrations,” Aiden screamed.

I laid my head on his back, and simply smiled, before I sat back, my hands still securely wrapped around him then I screamed, letting the air fill my lungs.

It felt good. And amazing!

“I am not a curse!” I screamed into the wind. “And I deserve to be happy!!!”

It felt good to say that. Felt good to accept that. It was perfect!