The Lycan King’s Mark (Nevara) by Tiffanie L. Campbell novel Chapter 104

Thoren

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She lay draped across my chest, her leg slung over mine, skin still warm and damp from everything we’d just given each other. My arms wrapped tight around her, like if I loosened my grip, even for a breath, she might vanish. Again.

But she wasn’t vanishing this time. Not now. Not ever again.

Her breath was slow, steady, and every exhale ghosted over my ribs like a promise–one I hadn’t even realized I’d been waiting for until tonight.

She’d marked me.

Fuck.

Nevara hadn’t just claimed me. She chose me. Fiercely. Unapologetically. With teeth and instinct and heat

that seared straight to the bone.

I could still feel the bite at the curve of my neck, the way her lips lingered after the puncture, her breath

ragged like she hadn’t expected the power behind it. Neither had I.

When she bit down, it wasn’t just possession. It was devotion. A declaration so raw it unstitched

something I didn’t know had been holding me together.

My lycan was still prowling under my skin, pacing with a restless, euphoric energy. For the first time since

I’d been made King, it wasn’t protectiveness driving him. It wasn’t rage, or fear, or survival.

It was home.

She was home.

And gods, I had nearly lost her before I ever got the chance to feel this.

I pressed my lips to her temple, breathing her in. Her scent had changed–it was still Nevara, still storm

and fire and moonlight–but now it was tangled with mine. Marked. Sealed. There was no part of her left

untouched by me, and none of me that wasn’t claimed in return.

Her body shifted against me, soft and pliant, the muscles finally slack with satisfaction and trust. Her hand

was splayed across my chest, and I covered it with mine, lacing our fingers together.

I thought I knew what the bond meant before. Thought the act of marking her when she lay dying had been

enough. And it had saved her, yes–but it hadn’t sealed us. Not the way it should’ve.

Not the way it did tonight.

Because now I saw it in full. The moment her teeth sank into me, something ancient locked into place. Something beyond law or ritual. This wasn’t about biology. It wasn’t about politics or pack.

It was about her. Us.

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Nevara, fierce and stubborn and mine–asking to be marked again not because she needed it… but

because she wanted it. Because she deserved to remember it. To feel what I felt when the bond took root.

Her voice echoed in my head:

“I want to remember it this time… I want it burned into me with intention. With choice.”

That sentence cracked me open in places I didn’t know were still stitched shut.

So many choices had been taken from her. But not this. Not this.

She chose to love me.

She chose to bind herself to me again.

And she chose to take me into her skin, her blood, her soul–on her terms.

It made me want to fall to my knees and worship every inch of her.

Instead, I held her.

Tighter.

She stirred, barely, her lips brushing my chest. “You’re thinking too loud,” she murmured.

I chuckled softly. “I’m always thinking loud. You’re just finally close enough to hear it.”

Her lips curved against my skin. “Mm. I like hearing it.”

I kissed her forehead. “Then listen closely, baby. Because there’s more.”

She made a noise like she might drift back to sleep, but her fingers tightened in mine. “More what?”

“More of everything. I’m not done showing you what this bond really means. I’ve waited too long for this. For you.”

She hummed contentedly, pressing herself closer. “Then don’t stop.”

I smiled into her hair, heart steady for the first time in months.

“I won’t.”

Not now that I’ve been claimed back. Not now that I finally get to be hers–not just in spirit, not just in title,

but in the flesh.

Mine.

Hers.

Ours.

Bound twice over, and still not done.

She shifted in my arms, curling closer like she couldn’t bear even a breath of space between us. Her leg slid over mine, soft and languid, but the brush of her thigh grazed where I was still achingly hard.

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Her breath caught.

“Ohhh… hard again?” she murmured, a teasing lilt in her voice.

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I groaned, resting my forehead against hers. “Yeah. It’s a perpetual state around you. It’ll go back down

once you quit moving.”

She hummed, the sound wicked and curious all at once. “But… why waste the opportunity?”

Her hand slipped beneath the sheets, fingers gliding down my stomach with unhurried intent. I tensed as

her palm wrapped around me, warm and sure.

“Nevara…” My voice was rough with warning and need.

“We do need to get some sleep,” I added, though the words rang hollow, even to me.

Her lips curved into a grin. “We will. Eventually.”

She pressed a kiss to my collarbone. “But I just realized… with everything we’ve done and not done- there’s one thing I want to do next.” Her voice dipped into something husky. “I want to taste you.”

Before I could speak–before I could even process–she was already shifting, sliding down the bed,

twisting her body until she was between my legs.

Her hair tumbled forward like dark silk, and the second her mouth closed over me, my hands fisted the

sheets. Gods.

“Fuck,” I breathed, hips jerking slightly as her tongue traced along my shaft with reverence and hunger. ”

Nevara…”

She hummed around me, and the vibration nearly undid me.

Her lips wrapped around me, her ass raised in the air, back arched with every eager movement–it broke

something in me.

She gasped in surprise as I pulled her onto my face, her thighs straddling my head. “Thoren-”

“I’ve yet to taste you too,” I rasped. “Let’s fix that.”

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