I let a deep breath escape my lips onto his chest. His smooth skin prickled at my touch and I felt the light rumble of a moan deep within him. My hands moved through the water slowly. The heaviness of the liquid felt like it was giving me time to make sure I wanted to do what was on my mind. The moment my fingertips touched the soft skin atop his tense muscles. There was no going back in my mind.

    The Lycan quivered at my touch. His back arched slightly making my lips kiss his chest. I took this advantage and brought my tongue to his skin. The sharp gasp he let out had my heart racing. I skimmed my teeth on him, lightly nipping at each of his breaths. My hands fully pressed against his back, pulling him closer to me.

His hands groped through my hair still. Pulling my head this way and that. Up to his throat where my tongue trailed up to his jawline. The soft wolf ears atop his head pulled back slightly as he dipped his head back, moaning louder than before. Hearing him like that made my body feel like fire. I bit hard on the top of his shoulder. Hard enough to where if he were human my teeth would have broken skin. Instead he growled with pleasure. Pressing our bodies tightly together. He ground his hips roughly on mine, making me grunt as I bit into him harder in pleasure.

     “ Ah gods! Don't stop! " His hips became hungry as our cocks slid against one another. I sucked on his skin giving my jaw a rest before sinking back into the small indentations I left on him. 

"Gilaudion!” he screamed as one of his hands slid to my back, closing whatever small gap was between us.

my eyes snapped open just as his body jolted. Slowly, I released my teeth from his sweet taste. Small red marks formed where my canine teeth had managed to pierce. 

My brain was still in shock as I slowly looked up at him.

      “ I told you my true name?”

Those purple eyes looked down at me with an emotion I wasn't keen on.

Fear.

     “ I’m sorry.” he whispered, his grip loosened in my hair. I could feel him beginning to pull away from me. But I didn't want that. I didn't want to lose him again. This pain in my chest was certain.

     “ Don’t. Don’t be afraid of me.” My heart was racing. My hand shook as I placed his own on my cheek slowly breathing him in. My eyes never left his.

His beautiful face was filled with running emotions. His lips parted over and over as if to speak to me. But nothing came from them.

     “ If you were not afraid of me then… once you knew who I was. Don’t be now.”

His other hand dripped with water as it met my other cheek.

I felt my eyes close in wonder of what would happen next.

He could easily kiss me.

He could easily leave me.

He could easily kill me.

What did I want more? 

What did I deserve more...For what I have done?