The Lycan King's Breeder novel Chapter 2

Chapter 3: Talon's POV

Willow let out a quiet sigh as I collapsed on top of her. Our sweaty chests pressed together tightly. She let out a breathy laugh, almost sounding dazed, as her body began to climb down from its post-orgasmic high.-

My body was still buzzing but exhausted. A satisfied smile crept onto my face as I pressed my lips to her collarbone. She responded by carding her fingers through my hair. I felt her lips press against my forehead, the action so tender and gentle that I shivered.

We lay there for a moment, just basking in the afterglow until I was sure willow was probably struggling to breathe with the weight of my body on top of hers. Pulling my body up, I chuckled when Willow's face twisted into a discontented pout, her bruised lips pressing together tightly.

"We should get you cleaned up," I said slowly, glancing down at where my lower half was still joined with hers, I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight, so incredibly erotic that I felt blood begin to traverse downwards, but I was already spent. I pulled out, earning a small whimper from my mate.

When I tried to pull myself further off, Willow shook her head and grumbled something unintelligible, her arms tugging me back down on top of her. I laughed, enjoying her neediness and pressing a few pecks to her chest and hickey-covered neck.

"Well okay, not yet then."

We lay there in silence, giving me time to think about what had happened just moments before we had sex, regret sobering me up completely.

"I'm sorry I ruined the wall, I was just really frustrated," I said glancing at the now very obvious hole in the wall beside the king-sized bed.

"I won't say it’s fine because I never want you to hurt yourself that way again but I understand you getting frustrated," Willow said, looking at me with a gentle expression on her face.

It wasn't right of me to worry her like that.

"I wouldn't want you to worry about me too, I'm really sorry. Will you forgive me, my moon?" I smiled at how her cheeks flushed at the pet name.

My Willow was perfect.

"You're forgiven... but we still need to talk about it, Talon. You know I wouldn't suggest it if there was any other option, it's not like I'm thrilled with the idea of you breeding with someone else... but we're running out of time my love," Willow said, turning her naked body towards me to cup my face.

"Look, I know we don't have another option, and I'll agree that that's what we have to do, but that doesn't mean I have to like it... you have to understand that." I groaned, leaning close into her warm hands.

"I know baby," Willow said offering a sympathetic smile. "But we have to do this. She just has to bear us a child and that's all."

I groaned loudly, knowing there really was no other way. I had to defile my bonding with my mate. Was it still considered defiling when your mate suggests and supports it? I had to speak to someone about this.

"Fine... but I have to speak to Greg about this. He's my beta after all. His opinion matters." I huffed out, running my hands through Willow's naked backside.

"That's an all right baby." She grinned, suddenly moving her body to sit on top of mine, straddling me. "So my king..." She drawled, "...Ready for round two?"

Oh, I was. I didn't need to be asked twice.

After we were done with our moment, I left our room in search of Greg, my assistant.

The leaves crunched underneath my feet as I walked toward my beta's home. Children filled the area, running and playing around, some even running toward me to try to get me to participate in their games. I indulged, chasing the little children who squirreled around happily and ran to their parents.

My people were the only ones privileged to see this side of me. Other wolves and humans, only considered me a monster. This was why they needed me to give them an heir so they would be assured of continuity in the peace I gave them.

"Greetings my King!" Someone called out in greeting from across the road. I waved back at the man whose mate was scolding a couple of children with mud-covered clothes.

I turned the corner and ran straight into a young wolf whom I recognized as one of the members of the patrol guards.

"Oh, my King... I am so sorry. I was just coming to see you. We have a problem." The young girl bowed her head in respect.

I nodded and gestured a sign for her to speak.

"We've had a few sightings of rogue wolves getting pretty close to our border. The patrol team thinks it’s bad news," She said quietly, being cautious of the pack members passing by.