Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 39

I blink at him, wondering if he is about to toss me out the open window behind him that is letting in the icy breeze that moves the curtains. My eyes dart to it, and I swallow before glancing at the King. He looks over his shoulder at what I’m staring at and I swallow hard.

“Unless you’re a bird and have wings, I wouldn’t recommend it,” he states, shaking his head before walking.

He places me on the edge of his bed and grabs my ankle. He twists it and I hiss. “Sorry,” he mutters, and my eyes move to his.

Gnash comes over, staring up at him, almost looking expectantly at him, and Regan sighs. “I am, so stop looking at me like that!” Regan clicks his tongue.

“I believe this is three favors you owe me now!” Regan tells me. He lifts an eyebrow waiting for my response.

“In that case, I would rather heal on my own, and for the record, I owe you nothing!” I pull my ankle from his grip and scoot back on the bed. He growls, grabbing my ankle and ripping me toward him. His hand moves from my ankle down the back of my leg and stops behind my knee. He leans over me, and I gasp as he presses my knee to my chest, and leaning closer, his nose skims across my cheek to my ear.

“If I remember correctly, you owe me for agreeing with you against my father to not kill those girls.” he purrs, and a shiver runs up my spine, yet not the same way it does with Zeke.

“He was never going to kill them!” I tell him, trying to focus on anything other than his body pressing against mine.

“He would have to prove a point.” Regan lifts his head, his pelvis presses against me. “You also owe me for that rule, I added.”

“I never asked you to add it!” I snap at him, and his lips brush mine with his next words.

“I could have handed you over to Zeke, but I didn’t.” I swallow. “Regan?” I stammer when he presses all his weight against me, trapping me beneath him and he groans, his breath sweeping across my lips.

“Instead, I urged Gnash to help you, to come for you!”

“He would have anyway!” I reply when he pulls away and grabs my face.

“Gnash wasn’t even here,” Regan whispers, turning my face to the open balcony door I hadn’t noticed earlier. “He came because I called for him!” I turn back to look at him.

“And why would you do that?” I ask him.

“Because today you’re mine! And I am not losing my Kingdom because Zeke killed you on my watch,” he says, pushing off the mattress and looking down at me. My eyes trail over his naked tattooed chest and down his abs. My face heats, and I glance away from him.

“Therefore you owe me!”

“I’m not sucking your dick!” I glare at him.

“I never asked you to, but if you insist I won’t say no.” he laughs, grabbing himself. My eyes dart to his hand, grasping his cock, which is hard as a rock, and I swallow, wondering if I escaped one horrid situation with Zeke only to run into another.