▪️WEREWOLF ROMANCE▪️
"Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric raised a brow.
His response caught me off guard and I stammered, "W-what? No... I-"
"It can be arranged," the Lycan King scowled.
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"Let me get this straight, you let me take your virginity, but you do not want to accept my marriage proposal? I thought you loved me?" my best friend Berengar said.
His tone was unimpressed as his bright blue eyes looked at me with a slight trace of sadness.
"I do love you! But you have always known that I am not in love with you," I replied, as we sat near a stream in our secret meeting place, deep within the forest near my home.
The light of the moon shone its watery, silver-white glow upon us, diminishing the inky darkness of the night, but not so bright as to outshine the stars that freckled and dazzled in the skies above.
I loved looking at the stars.
There was always something soothing about laying on the grass while gazing up at the sky at night, getting lost in its beauty.
"What's the difference, Lenna? You know that to my kind, love is love," he countered while throwing his hands up in the air before abruptly standing in front of me.
Naked.
His lack of clothes was due to the fact that he had come to meet me in the forest in his wolf form, as he always did.
"You always forget that I'm human! I'm not a werewolf like you, Berengar!" I stated, before continuing, "Just because you're the son of the Vizra, you must not forget that the rules also apply to you."
My voice wavered, while I forced myself to keep my gaze above his well-chiselled chest.
Since Berengar was the only male I trusted, it was only obvious that I would express my sexual curiousity to him. Not to mention where my skin conditioned was concerned, none of the men would come near me, much less touch me.
But Berengar had always made me feel beautiful, stating that he loved all the different shades of my skin.
So, it only seemed like the logical choice that he be the one to take my virginity. It did not matter that he was a werewolf. Though, one could argue that perhaps the fact that he was a supernatural being held some appeal to me.
Asking Berengar to take my virginity had been risky.
But eventually I had gathered up the courage and when I turned twenty, I approached him with my request. At first, he was hesitant, but in the end, he gave in. We had been secret lovers for almost two years now, so I did not understand why he wished to change our arrangement
Running a hand through his dusky blond hair, "Don't be shy now, Lenna. Everyone knows that you aren't just any ordinary human. You belong to the strongest healing family within the region! Also, let's not forget your unusual powers. You are the first of your kind in over five hundred years."
"Yes well, unfortunately even though I have had these so called 'powers' for the last three years, I've yet to gain proper control over them..." I reminded him.
