He was asking me to stay and fight through this with him.
So I did. I let him kiss my neck and I took care of him again so he finished on my thighs which apparently were too slim?
I thought that was what men liked?
“Not enough. Mate has to make noises,” he growled and suddenly I was in his arms and we were moving.
I wasn’t sure what was going on, but then I was on the bed and he was kneeling at the edge of it between my spread legs. So much for being in charge of the situation and taking matters into my hands.
But I found myself unable to complain.
Not then or the dozens of times it happened after. For the next several days, each time I tried to help Creed and take the edge off I ended up on my back with him pleasing me.
Yes, I realized the lion was training me more than I was getting him in line. I wasn’t a complete idiot.
Butit also showed me that he did have himself mostly under control. Enough to trust him with more. I thought about what Alexis and my therapist had suggested and finally gave in to curiosity.
Shock rocked Creed, but he immediately agreed, promising his lion would behave and not take over. Which was how we had sex with me on top for the first time.
And while it was still overwhelming and not what people told me about sex… I liked it. I liked the way his eyes ate me up but he gave me control. I liked how I could move to take control if things were too much pressure or too fast given his size.
The predator in me that I didn’t even know I hadreallyliked it when he offered me his neck. Creed and his lion purred forme when they were able to provide me blood now that we were mated. I fed him tons of barely cooked meat and they could give me what I needed nutritionally.
It was some weird symbiotic relationship.
Actually, it sounded healthy not weird.
No, not weird at all, and it was time to change how I viewed a lot so I could heal.
21
Creed
I had thought I was going to die when my lion was unbound. It was days of incomparable pain and agony. But Aurora was there through it all. I wouldn’t have survived it without her.
I wouldn’t have made it through any of this without her.
So when my lion immediately wanted to fuck her in ways that would hurt her mentally, emotionally, and even physically since she wasn’t ready for it… Yeah, I lost it and that made everything worse.
Aurora saved the day there too. Of course she did. It was what she did best even if she had no faith in herself.
And I was once again ruining my relationship with her. Weeks after and I was still all over her with my jealousy and bullshit. Any man around her and I wanted to shred them. If she remotely smelled like one, I was a rat bastard to her.
I wanted to stop. I wanted to swallow it down and hated myself for how I was treating her. Itrulydid, but it was like it just came out before I realized it. I had absolutely no impulse control with my lion. He just… Fucker.
He felt bad after, but so did a lot of abusive assholes. And I was clear I felt that about him and he was going to cost us our mate.
He practically huffed at me and was confident he could handle it. Yeah, fine, I let him take over and we sniffed out Aurora. My heart broke when I heard her crying.
She flinched when she sensed us. “Go away, Creed. I cannot deal with you right now.” She even turned away from the door and towards the window, looking too small in the chair she was in.
But my lion didn’t listen, going right for her and plopping down in her view to try and be cute.
I flinched when she glanced up and there was a new look in her eyes I’d never seen before. Not just upset or anger. No this was something so much worse.
And I’d never seen it pointed in my direction before. It confused my lion, but I fully understood it.
Regret. She regrets us, you fucking asshole.
