My King

Chapter 36 - Fear penetrate armor.

Chapter 36 – Fear penetrate armor.

King Luka Black

Two days have passed since our conversation in my office. Two days since I fucked him roughly and left him denied reaching ecstasy. Two days since I've been allowed to touch my mate in a sexual way. Not even a kiss has been given, and I'm losing my very sane mind.

Why is he torturing me so cruelly?

I ask that question every time he eludes my advances, my kisses, and my caresses. Everything gets rejected within a heartbeat. He has also taken it upon himself to avoid me these two days, and it's driving this wolf to madness. It awakens emotions, I wish to never feel for my mate. Contempt and agitation. It feels like he is hiding himself from me and my touches. The only time I get to see him is in the night, when we cuddle, because that he allows. Nothing more - It's the closest contact I'm allowed it seems.

We leave for the mountains tomorrow, and I desperately hope I get allowed to pound his delicious ass before then. I can't possibly handle that trip without my daily dose of Marcys. I've been deprived for not one, but two days.

What a cruel world we live in.

-

We are currently lying in bed, and Marcys surrendered to sleep a few hours ago, but because of my painfully hard cock, I'm kept awake. My cock is straining against my boxers, and all I wish is to release it from its fabric prison and thrust myself in between Marcys' firm ass cheeks. Just the thought of his tight hole embracing my cock in a vice grip is enough to almost make me explode in my boxers, like some young hormonal teen. I'm too old for this lack of control.

But when it comes to Marcys, I'm weak. I'll admit it, I'll shout it from the rooftops, I don't care who knows. He makes me weak in my knees, and I'm not ashamed. I'm ecstatic at the power of my feelings for my adorable, sexy mate. He exceeded every expectation I had for my mate, ten folds. And now he's torturing me on purpose.

Why does love always feel like a battlefield?

I'd do anything for him, is a daily dose of my deliciously hot mate really too much to ask for?

Who gives their beloved mate blue balls, I think that goes against every code of mates. Where is the justice?

I scoot Marcys closer to me by his waist. He has moved too far away in his sleep, and I won't allow the distance, especially now when I'm only allowed this much touch when we're sleeping. Close proximity is a must in these hard times I'm faced with. He cuddles into my body, melting perfectly against me, his back to my chest. My arm is draped over his waist, keeping a tight grip on him, to make sure he doesn't manage to escape. I force my eyes to close, and my urges to diminish, allowing sleep to finally take over to rule my mind and body.

-

"You sure you don't mind taking care of the kingdom in my absence?" I ask Alaska, as we stand outside the castle, my arm draped over Marcys' shoulder.

He shakes his head negative. "Of course not"

I gnaw on my lip anxiously, and Alaska sense my uneasiness, and try and fail to console me.

"The kingdom will be fine without you for a few days Luka, stop stressing. I'll keep you updated every day, and if anything happens, I'll contact you immediately. I promise" He reassure me, but it does nothing to my worried mind.

I take a deep breath, and force the tension from my rigid body, and offer my friend a nod. "Alright, you do that, thank you."

"Sure" He answers casually, shrugging like it's no big deal. "Have fun on your trip, and Marcys ..." He calls to my absent mate, who finds the trees in the forest a lot more entertaining than us. Marcys' head snap to Alaska to stare at him, with a raised eyebrow. "I hope you succeed in finding that amulet and unlocking the book" He offers him a warm smile, his blue orbs shining as he stares at my mate.