The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 33

There must be a mistake, there’s no way the Goddess could have blessed me with someone as understanding as Mia. Surely I am dreaming, right?

Why is she not running away after I told her about everything that happened to me? Why is she not looking at me with disgust clear in her big brown eyes, but instead looking at me as if I’m precious to her?

Does she love me? How…?

“Nikolaos?” she snaps me out of my thoughts and I remember that I brought her to the bathroom. She was feeling self-conscious about possibly not being clean, so I decided to do it myself.

“Why don’t you go get in the shower so long? I’ll join you soon,” I say, walking to the open space and regulating the water for her. She gives me an odd look but slips out of her bra and panties and steps under the water.

Even with her scars, she’s still so beautiful. I can’t believe what she’s suffered under that fucker Mikhail and her father, but I’ll be sure to get revenge in her name.

I unbuckle my jeans and step out of them before pulling down my boxer briefs. I’m conscious of her staring at me and when I look up, I see that her eyes are wide - she’s also openly staring at my cock.

“See something you like, little rabbit?” I chuckle as I walk toward her and her face reddens.

She shakes her head. “I wasn’t…you don’t think-”

“That you’re staring at my cock with a hungry look in your eyes?” I tease while she blushes some more. Then I pull her close and kiss her lips. “I’m just teasing you, there’s no need to blush.”

“Of course, I’ll blush with your…your thing pressed up against me!” she stutters and I notice how she blushed deeper when she mentioned my ‘thing.’

But there’s a time and place for everything; after what we’ve just shared with each other, sex should be the furthest thing from our minds. I reach out to touch her cheek and she leans into my touch.

“I’ve missed you, kardia mou,” I murmur. “You have no idea how scared I was when I thought I was about to lose you.”

She peers up at me with those big, innocent eyes and nervously bites her bottom lip. “I’m here now, and I’m not leaving,” she says.

I grin. “Does that mean I can tear up the contract?”

“By all means, burn it,” she says, chuckling. “I can’t go anywhere now, my heart belongs to you, Nikolaos.”

Pride swells in my chest knowing this little Omega belongs to me now. I pull her close and attempt to stifle a groan when her bare skin touches mine, but she hears me and takes a small step backward.

I watch her with bated breath, wondering what she’s about to do next.

She tentatively draws her fingers to my chest, but she doesn’t touch my skin. Instead, she hovers her fingers over my scars as if she were touching them. The emotion in her eyes causes a fist to clench over my heart when the realization hits me that she’s feeling sad for me.

No one has ever felt sad for me before.

My eyes grow wide and I suck in a breath when she leans forward only to pepper gentle kisses over my scars. With my back ramrod straight and my heart pounding painfully, I let her kiss my chest while pushing their voices down.

“I won’t hurt you, Nikolaos,” she murmurs the promise against my skin. I exhale and close my eyes, feeling the relief flow out of me as I give myself to her. “Shut out their voices and allow me to love you the way you should have been loved.”

Out of nowhere, a sob rumbles in my chest. I haven’t cried…Goddess, when was the last time I cried? I hear her pulse pick up at the sound, and she peers up at me with a trembling bottom lip.

“They wanted this, wanted you to be alone and miserable for the rest of your life. But I won’t let them win, okay? I am going to love you so fiercely that your body rejects any memory you have of them,” she says with determination and through the spray of the shower, I know she’s weeping for me.

I kiss her forehead and sigh. “Thank you,” is all I can muster out and she gets on her tiptoes to kiss the scar running across my neck. I know that I’ll have to tell her about their claiming bites, but that will come later.

When I allow her to claim me as hers.

For now, I let her wash me while I do the same to her. This is the most intimate I have ever been with someone, and I let that feeling flow through me. Afterward, we dry off and head out into the bedroom.

She looks sheepish and bites her bottom lip. “I’ll go get dressed in my bedroom-”

“No need, your clothes are in my walk-in,” I say and pull her towards the closet. Her eyes are wide when she takes in her clothing occupying the left side of the closet.

Turning to me, she raises her eyebrow. “Oh, did you just assume I’d move into your bedroom?” she asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I shrug and remove my towel, watching as her mouth gapes when she takes in my naked body. “Let’s just say I had a hunch you wouldn’t want to leave me after I stripped myself bare for you,” I say with a wink.

This is meant as a joke, but her eyebrows pinch together in a frown and she walks over to me. “Nikolaos-”

I press a finger to her mouth. “I was joking, kardia mou, don’t worry.”

“You’ve called me that before,” she says, still frowning. “What does it mean?”

“My heart,” I answer almost immediately. “It means My Heart.”

The smile on her face is so beautiful it makes my heart ache; there’s a look of love mixed with pride in her eyes as well. But then the smile drops and her eyes darken.

She takes my hand cupping her cheek and draws my thumb into her mouth. The sensation heads straight to my cock and I feel it twitching in anticipation. Still looking into my eyes, she twirls her tongue around my thumb and gently bites down.

“What are you doing?” I ask, painfully aware of how hard I am now. “Mia, you don’t-”

However, as much as I want to finish in her mouth, it feels weird coming in her mouth while she’s pregnant. So the second I feel myself falling off the edge, I pull out, fist my cock and empty myself all over her gorgeous, full chest.

“Mia, fuck…” I groan, my entire body stiffening up as I release my load.

But just as my body stiffens with my release, I also feel like I’m fucking floating right now. I open my eyes and my vision clears; when I look down, I see Mia grinning and looking down at my release all over her chest.

“Well, that shower was all for nothing,” she chuckles. “Guess I’ll have to go in there and clean up again.”

Gods, this woman is beautiful; how the fuck did I end up so lucky?

I smear my come over her nipples and she pushes her chest out more, her eyes roll back in her head the more I twirl my thumb around her sensitive buds. Then I get down on my knees in front of her and cup her pussy with my hand.

“It’s my turn now,” I growl, sinking two fingers inside of her.

She throws her head back and I add another finger before teasing her clit with my thumb, rolling it over the sensitive bundle of nerves until I get a rhythm she likes. Her pussy walls clench around my fingers and I growl, needing to feel that on my cock, but knowing it’s way too soon for that right now.

“Niko…laos,” she breathes out my name and throws her arms around my neck, hanging onto me as I feel her orgasm getting closer. I work her clit, pumping my fingers inside her pussy and watching as she moves her hips to meet my fingers.

Then I twist them so I can caress that sweet spot inside of her and she cries out when she reaches her climax, clamping my fingers tightly. Out of breath and both of us sticky now, I pull out my fingers and lick off her slick.

“Fuck, I need to feel that on my cock soon,” I growl before getting to my feet again and picking her up.

Giggling, she purrs in my embrace. “I might just get used to being picked up like this,” she says.

“Get used to it all you want, kardia mou, there’s plenty more where that came from,” I say and place her in the shower again.

During the shower, I realized that when Mia kissed and leaned into my chest, there were no voices telling me to push her away or feeling of absolute revulsion. Are these the steps to my eventual healing? Gods, I hope so.

This time we clean up, dry off and head to the walk-in to actually get dressed this time. I throw on a pair of boxers and watch as she walks over to my side of the closet, takes a t-shirt from the hanger, and pulls it over her head.

She’s so small, she’s literally drowning in my shirt, but I love the way she looks wearing it; almost as if I’ve already staked my claim on her.

A little voice in the back of my head tells me that I have, just as she’s staked her claim on me.