Prince Reagan

Forbidden Pleasure | feel slightly guilty for being one of the causes of the exhausted look on my mate’s face. He might try to hide it, but | can see the bags underneath his eyes.

My ‘heat’ had been revealing itself more these past few weeks. I've had it about three times now, ever since the first one, and each tis worse than the last. Even though | try to suppress it, it’s hard not to give in. I've been throwing unnecessary tantrums and almost ‘raping’ Reagan. But he still wants to wait, at least until my wolf's process of turning to a Lycan was complete. This way, we could mark each other in our human and beast form almost at the stime.

It hasn't been easy, as the s****| tension only increases between us. But | keep reminding myself it's only a few weeks or days, and my wolf would be a whole new beast.

“You leftalone,” Reagan growls into my ear as he envelopesin his hold, not even caring that there were still a lot of werewolves around watching us. “I missed you.” He whispers against my neck before placing a kiss there as he breaths in my scent.

giggle softly, ignoring the judgy stares | receive from the Alpha and their pack members. | was used to them ever since | started to stick by Reagan's side. They couldn't believe a she-wolf, one once rejected, was the mate of a Lycan Prince. But they could go f**k themselves for all | care, | am done letting people trample me.

“We saw each other an hour ago.” | roll my eyes at his possessiveness.

“Still too long. Come.” He takes my hand and leadsaway from the prying eyes. We arrive at one of the damaged buildings as he leadsbehind it, where no one seems to venture to. Once we're there, he pushes my back against the wall before smashing his lips with mine.

| dig my fingers through his golden hair that shimmers under the morning sun, entangling my tongue with his as we both battle for control. | moan out loud when he bites down on my bottom lip, gently nipping at it and bruising it. His hands at my waist travel under my top before trailing up my torso, where my breasts lay trapped in their bra cup.

In a quick motion, he unclasps my bra, delving his fingers into the cups before brushing his soft hands over my n¥krkks | moan into his mouth as he massages the two mounds, sending shockwaves of heat down my belly to end in a puddle in my panties.

“Someone might see.” | manage to whisper out as his lips travel down my neck, sucking on the flesh of my skin before he bites down hard. | yelp at the sudden pain, jumping a bit and causing him to chuckle in amusement.

his eyes as they devour my body whole. Both his thumbs once more brush over my n*****s, and an involuntary shiver racks my body as he keeps his brown eyes fixed with mine.

“No one will see you except me.” He growls in a possessive tone that only makeswetter for him. | can see the flashes of gold in his eyes with his jaw clenched in self-restraint from takingagainst the wall. | wish he would already. | keep dreaming about that moment.

His eyes divert down to gaze at my body. And his hands follow the trail of his eyes down to the waistband of my skirt. | bite my lip in anticipation as his hand slowly dives in.

Immediately as his hands cup my moist heat, | let out a low whimper, curling my toes in need. But I'm surprised to see him go to his knees, causing him to be right in front of my wet panties as he lifts my skirt up.

I tilt my head and watch, curiously, as he shifts my panties to the side and brushes over my wet slit with his finger.

“Reagan...” | moan out loud before biting down on my bruised lip so no one would hear me. Since this place was filled with werewolves who all have sharp hearing, | would be surprised if they've heard my previous gasps and moans of pleasure.

“We shouldn't.” | voice out since this was neither the tnor the place. But my words seem to land on deaf ears as he ignoresto attack my cunt.

My mouth opens once more to let out a gasp when Reagan’s lips directly cin contact with my dripping cunt.

I'm a bit ashamed at how wet | was there when he hasn't even done much.

He parts my folds with his fingers and delves his tongue inside, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. I try to refrain my moans from coming out when his tongue bringsto the brink of pleasure. By now, my mouth had a thin line of blood going down, from biting my own lips so hard. My claws had cout to scratch at the wall behind me, and my other hand pulls at my mate's hair.

“Reagan...don’t...stop...” I'm not sure if | plead with him to stop before we're caught, or for him to continue pushingtowards the edge.

His strong hand on my thigh brings my right leg over his shoulder while he holds the other down as | squirm. | felt him use a long thick finger to replace his tongue. His dark eyes are transfixed on my dripping cunt before he trails them up to stare at me.

“Beautiful.” He whispers with his eyes glued to mine. My cheeks turn even more pink at the intensity in them, but I refrain from looking away. | feel the heat of his gaze travel through Talmost scream out loud when he curls his fingers inand clamps his lips on my hard nub. | burst on his lips like a waterfall, my legs turning to jelly when my orgasm hitshard. | have to bite down on my fist so | won't let everyone know what was happening behind this wrecked building.

Here | am, having one of the best orgasms of all twhile families are out there, mourning their losses. | feel horrible. But it's not my fault. Reagan was the one bringingto this forbidden pleasure with his skillful tongue and finger.

But something felt wrong. He wasn’t smiling that cocky smile he usually haves after makingburst. He just has this impassive look on as he rises back up after pulling down my skirt. His hand reaches back into my top to help hook back my bra before he steps back.

| can even feel it in my heart that he wasn’t happy at the moment. | can feel his need for to comfort him, which explains why he had broughthere to devour me.

“What's wrong?” | ask, bringing my palm up to cup his cheeks. My soft eyes beckoning for him to open up.

“Tell me.” | request, showing my love and care for him.

He takes my hand, which is cupping his cheek, and places a kiss at the back of it while keeping his eye contact.

He sighs, “For months I've been here, and | haven't even been able to complete the initial mission | was sent.” He finally says, voicing his troubles. “More than a dozen packs have been raided by those pesky rogues, and each time, we couldn’t even catch a single one of them. I've failed my people.” He sighs once more in dismay, looking down in defeat.

“No. Don’t say that.” | quickly said with my heart shattering by the look of defeat on his face. He was a Prince, a beast also, and he’s meant to guide us to victory. Defeat doesn’t suit him.

“You've done your best. It’s not your fault the rogues outsmarted us. Look at me.” | cup his face once more, making sure he’s staring straight into my eyes. “We haven't lost yet. We'll get them the next tbecause we'll be well prepared for them.” | assure him, making him smile at me. He leans in to place a peck on my lips before placing his forehead on mine.

“I love you.” He whispers between us.

“I know,” | reply, and his smile falters for a second before regaining it. | know he wantsto say the words back, but | couldn't tell him something | wasn’t sure of. The word felt foreign to me, but | liked hearing it from him. I just couldn't reciprocate it. At least not now.

where the pack members were. They were busy trying to patch up the little they can, and those from other packs who had cwere helping as much as they could.

We couldn't tell them to cand stay at the other nearby pack’s packhouse as they wouldn't listen.

This was their home. And as I've said before, werewolves are very territorial. They wouldn't leave their hfor anything, unless their mates were in another pack, in which case they would have to cto an agreement.

Most commonly, it was the female who had to leave to her mate's.

We helped as much as we could till it was almost sunset before we decided to leave. Adrian was in the driver's seat as always while my mate and | remained in the back. Danny had taken his own car along with him.

| was cuddling up to Reagan when a thought popped in my mind. Something | have been thinking about for a long_time, but | knew it would piss my mate off very much.

“Reagan...” | call, peeping up at him from his chest. He looks down atin question while gulp down my fear.

This was gonna be hard.

“Can we take a detour?” | softly ask, causing his eyebrows to furrow in confusion. He probably already feelt my unease.

“Where to?” He cautiously asks.

“My pack’s house...” | firstly say, and he waits forto elaborate. “...to meet Brad.” He goes rigid then, a shadow looming over his face. | can feel the waves of anger rolling off from him when | uttered my former mate’s name. His jaw becomes clenched, and his eyes turn a darker shade as he glowers down at me.

Tabruptly stand up to stare at him, “Before you get mad, you should know I just wanna talk with him. Nothing more.” That was true. It just felt wrong forto leave him how he was. I've heard a lot had been happening to him recently and it makesfeel sorry for him.

His Alpha position has been given to our beta’s son, and he will be inaugurated in a few weeks. His father, Alpha Benson, is ashamed of him and was going to disown him, but his mate, Luna Ciara, is the only one refraining him from doing so.

Everyone is against him for what he had done to me, and | feel like I'm the cause of all his problems. He may deserve punishment for all he did, but what he’s going through was too much. It's a good thing he still has Stacy.

“About what?!” Reagan's booming voice makesshrink back in fright as | see the fury in his eyes.

“You know what? Forget it.” He states before | could say anything. “You're not going, end of discussion.” He orders through clenched teeth as his dark eyes focused forward.

Iglare at him for how he blatantly brushed the topic away without even hearingout.

“Well, I'm going,” | announce, causing him to snap his eyes back toin warning. | can even feel Adrian's eyes from the rearview mirror, advisingto keep shut. | know | was treading on a thin line, but | needed to do this.

“I could have just gone without informing you, but I decided to, not because | needed your permission but because | thought you deserve to know. So either you wantto or not, | will visit him. It would be better if you calong than hear from someone else that | went anyway.” llean back into my seat after that, proud of myself for standing up to him, but scared of his response. He wouldn't cuffback to the bed...would he? Thear a loud huff from him as he lets out a curse under his breath.

“Take us to the Lunar’s Pack packhouse.” He sends the order to Adrian, and my eyes immediately lighten up.

| turn my head away to hide the triumphant smile on my lips as | watch the trees blur past us in the dark.