His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

I gasped, letting him go, but he pulled me closer. “You can bite me, Ivy,” I shook my head.

“I made you bleed,” I shrieked, trying to get off him. He would surely whip me now. S**t, his guards would, the moment they noticed what I did.

“Shh, breathe. Do I sound mad?” he asked, holding my face still, my lips pressed against his warm skin, and I clamped my teeth together as the urge returned.

“It’s okay, love. If you want to bite me, bite me, I am yours to do what you want with,”

“A servant,”

“Call yourself that again and see what happens. I don’t know how much clearer I can be; I have told you I don’t want you as my servant, that I want to change you,” He sighed, his grip loosening.

“I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours. I want to make you my Queen, do you understand that? I want to mark you after you shift, Ivy, I want to change you, and I want you to be my Luna Queen,” I jerked in his hold and growled but let me sit up but refused to let me off his lap.

“You want to mark me?” I asked, and he nodded.

“Yes, I want to mark and mate you, I also want to change you,”

“But I am a rogue, a servant,”

“Not to me, your not, I don’t care for your status, and neither will my Pack, I want you, but I want you to want me to,”

“Wait, you don’t want me to be a s*x slave?” Isn’t this why he was being nice, because he wanted something?

“What?” He seemed outraged by my words.

“Is that what you thought all this was?” he snapped at me. I swallowed but nodded. What else was I supposed to think? I knew what had happened to the rogues. It hung over mine and Abbie’s head for years. Mrs. Daley made sure we didn’t forget our place; she even branded it in our skin, so we wouldn’t forget. We weren’t people; we were objects, labor, someone to kick when they feel particularly s****y about their lives, a quick power boost because we had no power of our own.

“I figured you would throw me away when you got bored, which is fine. You don’t have to promise things or do things. It is what it is,” Kyson growled, and the sound vibrated against my chest, making my heart beat erratically.

thing clear. I do not want a s*x slave; I want a mate, and I want you to let me be yours, equals. Not you do things because you believe it’s what I want or because you feel obligated to because I am the King,” his anger was terrifying as I watched his eyes flicker to the beast within

I won’t pull rank over you unless it is to do with your safety or something I feel strongly about, and I sure as h**l would never force myself on you or anyone. If I make you uncomfortable, you tell me, I won’t get mad, and I won’t punish you for how you

dream of being with a Lycan king. However, my wishes weren’t like anyone else’s. I didn’t want to

I certainly never used it, so I found words

do with our freedom, but honestly, they were just dreams, something we knew would never come to fruition. If given a chance, we would probably fall back into the same place, not knowing

“Ivy,”

what you want,” I

one thing remains clear: you are not my servant. You

I didn’t understand what he said but because I didn’t know who I was. She got lost in a child’s dream of who I thought I would be and who I would become. A dream that became so out of reach it faded away and was long forgotten because those dreams were trampled into dust and floated off with the

Words were not my thing, so I found it odd that he always

don’t know who I am if I

know exactly who you are,” he whispered, pecking my lips softly. He nibbled on the bottom one. His warm palms caressed my ribs to the sides of my

will love and cherish. You are mine just as I am yours,” he murmured as he trailed open mouth kisses down my neck, making me purr. He paused

you realize that” He whispered before sucking

and you are my Queen,” he said before breaking the skin with his teeth. I jumped at the sting, but his tongue was

tingled and vibrated, my nerves buzzing at his touch. He pulled his face from my

didn’t mark you, lvy. I can’t until you shift, but I must say I do like the look of my teeth on your skin,” my eyes went the mark I left on him.

once you shift, you will be able to mark me,” he says. His hands cupped my face and his thumbs went

it?” I ask

they won’t extend fully until you shift but are you sure your birthday is a couple of weeks

think so,” I told

down a couple of days before a shift, not weeks before, unless your Lycan, mine were always longer than werewolves or human teeth,” he

felt the same as always, no different, and

nothing is wrong with them. They just look a little more extended than normal. That’s why I asked about your birthday.” I shrugged unsurely. Mum said it was on that day, and

to hear something funny?” I raised an eyebrow at him