The furs were warm, the bed vast and soft, but sleep felt impossible Lira lay curled on her side, William's powerful arm draped over her waist like an iron band that somehow managed to feel protective instead of confining His chest pressed to her back, every slow breath stirring the fine hairs at her nape. He was still naked; she was in nothing but the open midnight-blue robe, the fabric having slipped off one shoulder hours ago. Skin met skin in a long, burning line from shoulder to thigh,He had promised only holding But the mate bond didn't care about promises It started as a low hum beneath her skin an itch she couldn't scratch, a warmth that built slowly until it became a throb,Every place they touched felt hypersensitive: the weight of his forearm across her ribs, the brush of his thigh between hers, the accidental graze of his fingertips when he shifted in sleep ,Lira tried to breathe through it. Tried to ignore the slick heat gathering between her legs, the way her nipples had hardened to aching points against the soft fur beneath her. But the more she tried to stay still, the worse it became a soft whine escaped her throat before she could stop it,William woke instantly.His arm tightened, pulling her back harder against him She felt the exact moment he registered her state—his whole body went rigid, a low growl vibrating through his chest into her spine.
"Lira," he rasped, voice thick with sleep and something far more dangerous "What's wrong?" "I don't know," she whispered, mortified. "I just… I'm burning up. It hurts. Not bad hurt, but… I need…"She couldn't finish ,The words felt too raw William inhaled sharply against her hair. "Fuck." The curse was soft, reverent. "The bond It's pushing you into heat,Your first wave."He started to pull away to give her space, she realized but Lira's hand shot out, clamping over his forearm."Don't," she pleaded, pressing back against him. "Don't leave. It's worse when you move away."William froze She could feel the war inside him: the iron control he'd worn like armor for years cracking under the assault of her scent, her need, her small body arching instinctively into his."I told you only holding," he said through gritted teeth "I meant it" "I know" Her voice cracked. "But I… I can't lie still I feel empty. Like something's missing and only you can" She broke off, face flaming.William's growl deepened,He shifted his hips just slightly but it was enough for her to feel the hard, thick length of him pressed against the curve of her ass, He was painfully aroused, had been since they'd lain down. She hadn't dared acknowledge it before Now she couldn't ignore it."Please," she whispered, not even sure what she was asking for,William's hand slid slowly up her body, stopping just beneath her breast. "Tell me to stop at any time," he said against her ear, voice rough as gravel. "And I will,No matter how hard it is."Lira nodded frantically His palm cupped her breast fully, thumb brushing over her nipple in a slow, deliberate circle Pleasure shot straight to her core, making her gasp and arch into his touch"That's it," he murmured. "Let me take care of you." His other hand the one trapped beneath her slid down her stomach, fingers splaying possessively over her skin ,Lower and Lower Until he cupped her mound through the thin fabric of the robe that had bunched around her hips,Lira cried out softly, hips rocking forward into his hand without permission."So wet already," he growled, approval and torment in his tone. "Your body knows exactly what it needs."He slipped his fingers beneath the fabric, finding slick, swollen flesh ,The first touch light, exploratory made her jolt,The second—firmer, circling her clit—drew a broken moan from her throat.William cursed again, burying his face in her neck. "You're perfect. So fucking perfect."He worked her slowly at first, learning every gasp, every twitch. One thick finger slid inside her, then two, stretching gently while his thumb kept steady pressure on her clit. Lira's hands fisted in the furs, back arching as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter
"William," she whimpered. "It's… it's too much. I can't". "You can," he soothed, voice dark and commanding, "Let it build. Let it take you."His fingers curled inside her, finding a spot that made stars burst behind her eyelids She cried out, thighs clamping around his hand as the coil snapped The orgasm crashed over her in relentless waves, stronger than anything she'd ever felt alone. Her body clenched around his fingers, slick heat coating his palm But beneath the pleasure something else.
"Power"
It surged up from deep inside her chest like liquid fire, racing along her veins, flooding every cell,Her vision sharpened dramatically; she could see individual fibers in the fur beneath her cheek,Her hearing exploded—the crackle of the fire, William's pounding heartbeat, distant voices in the den corridors Strength poured into her limbs, making her feel like she could tear stone apart with her bare hands,William felt it too. His growl turned triumphant, possessive. He didn't stop moving his fingers, drawing the climax out until she was shaking, oversensitive and pleading. Only then did he withdraw, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth. He licked them clean while watching her, eyes blazing pure gold."First surge," he said, voice husky with pride. "And only from my hand,Imagine what the rest will do to you."Lira collapsed back against him, panting, body humming with new energy The aching heat had receded to a manageable glow, replaced by a bone-deep satisfaction and curiosity,She twisted in his arms to face him, robe falling completely open. William's gaze raked over her exposed body, jaw clenched so tight she feared he'd crack a tooth."Your turn?" she asked shyly, hand drifting down his sculpted chest toward the straining length pressed between them,William caught her wrist gently but firmly. "Not tonight," he said, though his voice shook with restraint. "Tonight was for you. To ease the heat. To awaken the first layer."He pulled her close again, tucking her head beneath his chin, one hand stroking her hair."But tomorrow," he promised against her forehead, "we go further. I'll taste you. All of you And when you're readywhen you beg for it I'll bury myself so deep you'll feel me for days."Lira shivered, not from cold. The new power thrummed under her skin like a second heartbeat, eager for more.Outside the chamber, in the main hall, the pack stirred restlessly. Wolves lifted their heads, ears pricked. They had felt it—the ripple of ancient magic awakening in their Alpha's bed Whispers spread like wildfire,The Blue Wolf had taken her first surge And the Kingdom would soon know she was here.Inside, Lira drifted toward sleep in William's arms, body sated, power humming But the bond whispered one last truth before darkness claimed her:This was only the beginning.