Prince Reagan
Chapter 54

It was almost a two-hour drive back to LA. I remain on Reagan's lap all through and he doesn't seem like he's ready to let go of me either. He's been a bit clingy since we left the forest, always holding me to him and keeping me from any other prying eyes.

Being in his presence was calming, though, and I don't mind his possessive nature.

I can't believe I was away from him for almost a whole day. I swear the thought of being away from him even for a second drives me nuts right now. So I cherish the moment of being in his arms until we got to our penthouse.

He doesn't let me walk but still carries me in his arms towards our personal elevator. It's a good thing the underground parking lot is deserted since we still have only blankets on.

Adrian doesn't follow us and remains in the car while we go up. He doesn't stay in the penthouse with us, but I've seen him lurking around the building almost all the time. So he must have a room here.

I keep my head buried in Reagan's chest as we ride up the elevator. My body is tingling with anticipation of what's to come when we get to our apartment. Since we've marked each other and I've accepted Reagan equally, nothing is stopping us from sealing the deed with a big bang, if you know what I mean.

The elevator dings and he steps out before walking into our apartment. It's dark, but he quickly navigates the light switch and flips it on. I notice how tidy it is with no evidence of the struggle that had happened this morning with the rogues. Room service must have cleaned it up while we were gone.

My mate walks with me to the bathroom and sets me down on the toilet seat before walking over to the bathtub. I watch as he silently turns on the faucet and fills the tub with water, adjusting the temperature so it would be just right. I take the time to walk over to the mirror and inspect myself.

Shifting the blanket off my shoulder, I stare at my neck where my mate had marked me earlier. There's no sign that his canines sank into the area as it seems flawless. But when I bring my palm up to touch it, a zap of electricity flows from the spot to round my body, startling me a bit. My heart's beat accelerates, along with my pulse quickening. I can't see the mark on my neck, but I can feel it underneath the skin, pulsing with life and ownership. Just then, I sense Reagan's presence behind me, and I gaze into the mirror to see his eyes fixed on mine.

His gaze then trails to my neck while he leans down before tilting his head sideways to place a kiss on the back of my neck. My body shivers in response, and his hand comes up to slowly glide the blanket off my body completely. He lays another kiss on my skin, but this time directly on his mark, and my body elicits the same response as earlier, only that it burns more this time because it's his touch.

I bite my l!p to stop a moan from coming out while rolling my head to fall on his shoulder. I realize that he is just as n.aked as I am when my body leans further into his. I look back into the mirror to see his gaze now focused on my exposed body while he peppers k!sses on my shoulder. A sigh of content escapes my l!ps, and I bare my neck open for him, giving him more access.

"You're so f*****g beautiful. God, I missed you." He whispers into my ear with a groan before moving back. I hate the loss of contact immediately. It takes a while for me to compose myself and turn around to meet his l.ust-filled gaze.

He reaches for my hand before leading me to the tub filled with steamy water. He gets in first and then settles me between his legs. I can feel his raging boner poking at my butt cheek and his tense body behind me of hard, granite muscles.

His hand comes up to slowly massage my arm and wash the dirt and blood from my body in a soothing manner. I relax further into him, sighing in delight as he takes good care of me.

"We'll be leaving for Canada in a few days." He suddenly announces, and my body goes rigid almost immediately. He senses this, and his hands move under my arm to massage the sides of my b.reasts. And my core clenches in response. But I don't give in so easily. "So soon?" I swerved my head a bit to the side and asked. I know we would leave for Canada, but I hadn't thought it would be this quick. I haven't gathered enough of the courage that I need to face the Lycan population as Reagan's mate.

"Yes. Personally, Canada is the last place I wanna be, but I still have duties over there to perform as the Second Prince." He narrates while flicking his thumb over my right n****e. I let out a low gasp as he gently kneads my t**s from behind, clouding my senses with Lust.

"Plus, since you're now marked by me, you need to be officially crowned as a Princess back at the palace."

"Oh," is all I can say as his hands work magic on my b.reasts. My toes curl in the water as his smooth palm glides further down over my abdomen, washing me clean before making way to my thighs. His l!ps on my neck are driving me wild with l.ust, and his hands exploring my body is enough to completely take my sense away.

His fingers softly trail on the inside of my thigh, and I voluntarily part them open for him. I can feel his smug smirk against my skin at my actions, but I don't feel too embarrassed, just shamelessly in need of him.

His fingers, however, only dance further up to my core before moving back down and repeating the cycle in a sensuous manner. How cruel of him.

"Reagan!" My voice is thick with both lust and warning for him to stop teasing me. I'm already so hot with need from our earlier marking in the forest, and I can't wait any longer.

A deep chuckle resonates from his chest, and he pauses his movements on my thighs.

A long finger easily glides into my hole since it was already w.et from all his earlier teasing. I moan out loud and he begins to thrusts his finger into me at a fast pace, bringing me, fast, closer to my cl!max. The water from the tub splatters to the floor from my squirming about. But I'm too gone to care. He bites down hard on my earlobe, causing me to let out a loud cry before he soothes it with his mouth.

"Oh, yes..." I'm moaning in delight while he works my c.unt like an expert. So close. I keep chanting in my head as stars begin to burst behind my eyelids.

"c*m for me, little wolf." He coaxes while curling his finger inside me and twisting my n****e with his other hand, and I do what he asks me to do, bursting on his fingers with sparks flying around us. My cl!max felt so intense, unlike the others I had before we had marked each other.

"Good girl." He praises, k!ssing me on my temple this time while I drop back down to earth.

I let out a light chuckle at his words, "I'm not little, nor am I a wolf anymore." I said, remembering his earlier statement.

"You'll always be my little wolf." He states besides my ear before leaning forward to unplug the drain and let the water flow out.

I'm still shivering from the aftermath of my cl!max with my mind foggy as hell as he rinses me clean before taking me out and towels me dry.

After also cleaning the droplets of water off from his skin, his eyes go back to scanning my n.aked body with heat evident in them. I shiver from his hot gaze, wrapping my arms around my body to hide from him. My cheeks burn pink while I bite down hard on my l!ps from nervousness.

I feel his thumb on my bottom l!p with my gaze still on the floor. He gently pries it away from my teeth and smoothly trails his finger over it.

"Tell me, where did she hurt you?" His deep velvety voice resonates, and I can hear the fury in them. I look up to see his eyes flashing dangerously. I don't need him to elaborate for me to know what he's talking about.

Janet might have beaten up pretty badly, but all of the wounds are gone. In fact, I don't think there's a scar. My head feels fine even after being banged into the floor a couple of times, and my shoulder, where she had passed a stick, looks good as new. "I'm fine," I assure him with a small smile. "I don't feel any pain."

Reagan doesn't seem like he believes me with his sharp eyes still scanning my body.

"I'll make her pay." He vows with his eyes on me. I frown at his words with my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"She's still alive?!" I meant to sound calm, but it came out as a hiss, instead, with my body slightly shaking in anger. I had thought she was dead after I had rammed her head repeatedly into the ground until she was covered in thick blood.

Reagan nods, "Unfortunately. She is a Lycan and can recuperate even from more injuries. But don't worry, she's safely being kept and locked in a place that best suits someone like her. She isn't the one I'm worried about right now." He pulls me by my hips towards him, smashing my boobs against his chest.

I'm still not satisfied knowing she's alive somewhere. My beast craves to end her with her life force dripping from our claws. I can already envision cutting her guts out with them.

But, I didn't want her to spoil my moment with my mate once more. She has done that enough in the past, and today is not the day to let my anger for her stop me from having a wonderful night.

I sigh, wrapping my arms around my mate's neck. "Yes, she isn't the one I wanna think about right now."

I lean to place a peck on his muscular chest, and I watch the muscles contract under my touch. I look up to see his dark eyes pinned on me with his jaw clenching as his grip on my hips tighten. I lift myself up on my tippy toes to whisper sensuously into his ear.

"I need you."