The Beast And The Blessed

Twenty-Three: Natalie
Natalie’s P.O.V.
Their low talking could be heard as I rounded the corner, and I felt my stomach tie into a knot as Killian and Princess Charlotte
stood waiting for me. I was late, and it was not welcomed based on Killian’s look of disappointment.
My nerves about meeting his sister somehow managed to surpass my anxiety about meeting the king himself. While I was
terrified of him for his well-known history of murder and aggression, the stories of her made her all the more fearsome. When her
brother took the throne, she took to mercenary work.
The stories of her slaying dragons, sirens, and banshees were known across the world. She was a warrior.
“Here she is now,” Killian said, but the way his eyes narrowed told me that I would be hearing about my late arrival later. “Natalie,
this is my sister, Charlotte.”
The young woman turned to face me, and my jaw dropped at the stunning princess. Her hair was a light. brown that fell into
perfectly styled ringlets. The bright green of her eyes made what portraits I had seen. of her mother seem dull.
“Please, call me Charlie.” She said as she extended her arm toward me. I moved forward, expecting a dainty shake suitable for a
member of the royal family. Instead, I was met with a slightly calloused palm and a firm shake as if we were conducting a
business transaction. “I’m really happy Killian found you! He needs someone to knock some sense into him every now and then.”
Oh, I wanted to knock some sense into him alright. But I would start with the long overdue fight we needed to have.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Your Highness,” I said, curtseying to the princess with respect. When I looked up, she was staring at me
with her eyebrows together in confusion, and her eyes locked on my neck.
She hummed in response before looking to her brother with a raised eyebrow, but he shook his head and gestured toward the
table.
“Ladies,” He said as he pulled out his sister’s seat before moving toward mine. I grabbed the back of my chair and dragged it
away from the table before taking a seat, making sure to tuck it back in before he could get a single finger on it. He had never
pulled my chair out for me before. Why put on a show for his sister?

The look of amusement Charlie sent me made me blush, but I held my head high as the servants came forward and placed the
first course in front of us. It was not lost on me that the guards had been stationed outside the room for our privacy, and Charlie
waited until the servants left before speaking.
“So Natalie, I hear you have been impressing the pack with your training. From what I’ve gathered you are a quick study.” Charlie
said as she took a large and improper bite of her roll. “I would love to train with you. while I’m here.”
I reached for my glass of water and took a sip as I swallowed my bite before responding, placing my hands back in my lap.
“Thank you, your highness. I have heard the stories of your adventures and would also love to know more about them.”
Killian continued to stare at me as if I were a side attraction at a circus, but I refused to look his way. He wanted me to act as if I
were his mate, but he did not want me to actually fill the position.
“I have plenty to share. From what I understand, my team and I will have new stories before we leave here. Rumor has it that
there has been an attack, and we have come to join the guard.” Her declaration of wanting to fight against the vampires made
me feel relieved, but Killian’s head snapped over with anger.
Charlle raised her palm in his direction and cut him off before he could protest. “No need to argue with me, brother. We are more
than capable of fighting off a few measly bloodsuckers”
Killian opened his *to speak but stopped short as his eyes turned black. I knew someone was contacting him through their pack
link, and I rolled my eyes as I returned back to my food. That was one good thing about not shifting. I wouldn’t need to worry
about people interrupting me constantly.
“I see some things never change,” Charlie muttered, and I could see her annoyance as Killian placed his fork back down. “I
haven’t seen you in months, and you can’t even spend a dinner with me to reunite without working.”
‘Charlie, you know that I missed you, but this is my job. You of all people should understand. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I will be
right back. Something urgent has come up, but it should only take a minute.” He said as he rose to his feet. I did the same out of
respect for his title, but Charlie leaned back against her chair as she glared up at him. Killian moved toward the door, stopping
behind me for a quick moment, but I didn’t bother to turn around as he whispered, “Be good.”
His quiet warning was easily heard by his sister, and I watched as her interest peaked even further. As soon as the door *behind
Killian, I took my seat, aware of the scrutinizing gaze of the princess.

“He said he found you weeks ago. Yet, you bare no mark.” She observed, falling silent as the servants entered the room again
with the next course. She gestured with her finger for them to place Killian’s food down before swiping one of the fingerling
potatoes from his plate as the staff made their way toward the door.
“That is correct, your highness,” I said as I began to cut into my steak. If Killian wanted me to be good, then I would do my best
to abide by his rules.
“Please, just call me Charlie. We’re family now.” She insisted as she took a sip of her wine.
“That doesn’t seem appropriate given my position,” I said, placing another bite of my dinner in my *and chewing slowly. No
matter how many meals I had in the castle, the quality of the food managed to astonish me each time.
“You are my brother’s mate, the next queen. Your position is soon to be above mine.” She said as she dipped her roll in the juice
from her steak. “You have no idea how good this is after living off of jerky and berries for the past month.”
“I think there has been a miscommunication,” I said as I set my fork down and looked up at the princess, who was thoroughly
enjoying her food.
“Elaborate.” She demanded, but amusement and interest sparkled in her eyes. “Tell me what it is that I’m missing here.”
I took a deep breath through my nose, pressing my lips together as I debated revealing the truth. But who was I to withhold
information from the Princess? She demanded that I explain, and Killian wanted me to ‘ be good’. Refusing a member of the
royal family didn’t seem to be following his orders.
“I am not to be the queen, nor am I your brother’s mate. I was chosen by your brother and brought here. against my will. He has
made it clear that he wants nothing to do with me, and if his witch’s vision is correct, I will be dead soon, and he will go on to live
another day to choose another to breed with. I would love to get to know you and hear the stories of your adventures, but it will
be as your underling, not as your brother’s mate. So, I believe I am correct when I refer to you by your title, Princess Charlotte.” I
stated as I looked down at my plate of food, suddenly no longer feeling hungry.
I had thought about it a hundred times, but hearing it out loud when my thoughts weren’t being controlled by my heat-induced
deliria made the reality of it sink in. For the past few days, I had been going back and forth between denial, false acceptance,
and anger. But now that I had said the words, it felt so final. I felt my heart breaking in my chest, and I slouched back in my seat.
Killian pushed the door open at the moment, slowing in his stride as he approached the table to see my defeat and his sister’s
anger. “What happened here?”

I didn’t bother to stand for him this time. My energy was gone. “I would like to retire for the night. It was lovely meeting you, Your
Highness.”
“Likewise,” Charlie said as she stood with me, nodding her head in respect. I was taken aback by her gesture but felt my heart
warm that maybe she wasn’t like her brother. “We will catch up tomorrow and get to know each other.”
I nodded in agreement, knowing it was more of a demand than an invitation. Killian didn’t bother trying to stop me as I left the
room.
Tobias was waiting outside, and I bit back my smile as I heard Charlie start to yell before the door was fully closed. It seemed I
may have an ally here after all.
“What the *is wrong with you, Killian?!”
The warmth was intense as it radiated from me, but the burning between my legs made me press my thighs together. The
movement forced me to let out a small moan.
I wanted to slip my hand back between my legs to ease the pain and discomfort. But having him holding my head back and his
lips brushing against mine ruined the option for me. After feeling his touch, I knew that doing it myself would not satisfy me any
longer. I needed him.
The only option would be to have him between my legs, whether it was his hand, face, or *.
His hot breath fanned against my lips and had me *mine in return. I moaned as the tip of my tongue. gently ran across his lower
lip, and he growled in response before capturing my *in a kiss that made my toes curl.
I had expected him to be rough and demanding. Instead, our tongues collided as he pulled my *and wet body up against his. My
hair fell loose around my shoulders as he took the hair tie off of my bun. His hold on me seemed to grow tighter, yet as he slid his
palm down from his grip on the back of my neck, skimming the side of my breast and to my hip, it was loving.
-My body heated further, and I let out a whimper into his *as I felt him press his hardness against my stomach.
“Please.” The gasp left my *before I could stop it, and I pulled back as I looked up at the man who had saved me from the
miserable life that I had before. My nails dug into his shoulder as I gripped him tightly. “Please, Killian. Make it stop.”
Everywhere we touched sparks danced under my skin, but the pain in my core and the warmth of my body were uncomfortable.
His hands slid around, gripping my *tightly as he lifted me from the ground and settled himself between my legs. The feeling of

his large shaft against my *was incredible, and as I held myself up by his shoulders, I began to rock against him.
My wetness coated him, the heat making my body more sensitive and needy than ever before, and he let out a groan of pleasure
as I continued to use him.
Beads of sweat formed over my body as I pulled my hips back, trying to guide him into me.
“Please,” I gasped again, and Killian let out a growl that made my clit pulse with need. I wanted to cry when he pulled me away
from him, flipping me onto my stomach on the cold silk sheets.
“Do you want me to *you, little one?” He asked, his voice deeper than before as his beast fought for control. I could feel his claws
digging into my hips as he lifted them until I was on my hands and knees, the pain only adding to the pleasure.
“Yes!” I cried out, pushing myself back against his *.
Killian rubbed himself against me once more before guiding himself into me in one deep and long thrust, making my back arch
as I dropped my face down onto the mattress with a loud moan of pleasure.
The growl that ripped free from him was followed by him slamming into me harder than before.
My hands curled into fists, gripping the sheets for dear life as I tried to match his thrusts.
The pain of my heat evaporated, and I felt my body begin to cool back to its normal temperature as his large member brought me
greater pleasure than anything I had ever experienced before.
I wanted more. I desperately needed it. My clit was throbbing, screaming for attention from the man that was inside me. I slid my
hand down the sheet, moving it between my legs as my cheek pressed into the mattress harder.
The wetness on my *made my fingers slide easily against my clit. I let out a moan, feeling myself tighten around Killian’s *.
“No.” He growled as he stopped his movement, holding himself deep inside me as he leaned over my back. My body was
shaking as the heat began to return, and I gasped in surprise as his hand ran over my breast and up to my throat. The warmth of
his chest against my back was delicious, and I began to wiggle my hips on him, desperate for more. “That’s mine.”
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he tightened his hold on my neck ever so slightly before following my arm between my
legs. His fingers laced through mine as he gently pulled my hand away before finding his way back between my legs, his
*pulsing inside me as he began to rub my clit expertly.

My legs opened further, my hips getting closer to the bed, only being held up by the man *me. The burning began to return,
stronger than last time. The cry that left me made Killian tense, and I could feel his breathing halt from his chest against my back.
“I need more,” I gasped in pleasure as he began to thrust again, pulling out only a few inches before. crashing into me and
holding himself as deep as he could. The small movements brought even less relief than before, and I ground my hips back
against him. “Please.”
The begging seemed to encourage him, and he leaned away, removing himself from my back but keeping his hand between my
legs.
I could feel my walls stretching around him. The feeling of his large *inside me was euphoric, and I clenched my walls around
him, wanting to pull him in deeper. “Killian!”
The orgasm I was desperately craving was only a few strokes away. My toes curled in anticipation just before I reached my high,
moaning out his name as he continued to *me from behind.
The heat that had been destroying my body washed away, giving me a moment to breathe as Killian slowed. I could feel his
restraint. The way his hands were gripping my hips so tightly that they would leave. bruises, the low growl that seemed to
constantly rumble from his chest, and the slow but forceful way he was sliding in and out of me.
I wanted to enjoy it. There was nothing that I craved more than to indulge in the abilities of the man. behind me.
“Do you feel better, little one?” He asked as he thrust back in me, holding himself as deeply as he could, his fingers still playing
with my clit as he paused the thrusting of his hips. “Do you want more?”
I knew it would come back. The heat would not leave until the full moon did. We had all night.
Just because we had *once, and not even to completion for him, didn’t mean that my heat would be sated. It only meant that it
would be gone for now. It could be a matter of seconds or minutes before it returned.
“Yes,” I whispered against the sheet as I wiggled my hips against him.
Killian’s hand left my clit, and I cried out in disappointment, only to be silenced as he grabbed my hair in his large fist, pulling my
head back. “Try again, little one. Do you want me to keep *you?”
My jaw was open in surprise, but I knew if he could see the flush in my cheeks, and the way my eyes were surely dilated, he
would have no question of my need for him. “Yes, I want you to keep *me.”

I moaned as he released my hair and pulled out of me simultaneously. The sound of him leaving my
wetness filled the room, and I pushed myself up on the palms of my hands as I turned to look over my shoulder at him.
He was staring between my legs with hunger, his glowing red eyes locked on my *as he gripped my thighs before flipping me
over. I bounced once from the movement, but it was the predatory way that he stared at me that filled me with more excitement
than before.
I wanted to feel every part of him. I had his *and hand between my legs, but what would it be like to have a king’s face between
them? I stopped moving when my head hit the pillows. Killian let out a loud growl as I met his stare, not bothering to look away or
submit as I challenged him by opening my legs.
“You said this was yours.” I taunted as I slid my hand between my legs rubbing my clit twice before dipping my fingers into my
wetness and dragging it back up to resume the small circles on the delicate bundle of nerves. “Would you like to taste it?”
The confidence was new to me, but I felt like another person as I lifted my wet fingers to my *and ran my tongue up the side of
my index finger.
Killian crawled forward, his body shaking as he approached. I knew he had accepted my challenge as he hovered over me, his
hard *hanging between us and gently brushing against my clit. His breath tickled my lips as he flashed me a wicked smile. “You
are not the one in charge here. This is my kingdom. My bed...” I gasped as his tongue *at my upper lip once before he moved
down my body, stopping to *aggressively on my hardened nipples before continuing on.
My breathing halted as I stared down the valley of my breasts at him and watched as he took in a deep breath between my legs
with a growl of pleasure.
“Mine.” He groaned before grabbing my thighs and pressing them open further. His hot tongue ran up from my entrance to my clit
where he began his feast of *, *, and gently biting. My head was pressed into the pillow, and I moaned with every exhale as my
back arched, and my hands squeezed the sheets in my fists.
His fingers plunged inside me, and my eyes closed as he spread, rubbed, and pumped them in me.
“Yes,” I cried out, as I felt myself building closer to my climax. It was instinct as I pulled one hand free of the bedding and
entwined my fingers in Killian’s hair, holding him to me as I ground myself against his face. “Yes!”

My muscles in my pelvis spasmed lightly as I came on his *, my body trying to force my clit away. from him at the intense
sensations throbbing through it. But he held me down with one arm wrapped under my thigh and his hand on my stomach,
keeping me to him as I rode out every last wave of pleasure.
He stopped, turning his head to *and kiss my inner thigh as I continued to moan softly with each. exhale.
It had been exhilarating, but the slow burning in my core told me that his *would not have the same. effect as his *on my heat. I
needed more. I needed him back inside me to get rid of the pain and
torment.
My eyes closed tightly as he pulled himself above me, his wet fingers that had just been inside me pulled at my bottom lip, and I
opened my *as he pushed his fingers in. The sweet taste was subtle, but I enjoyed it as I *on his digits eagerly.
“It is time for you to serve your king.” His declaration made my eyes *open and my heat return tenfold. My body wanted it just as
bad as my mind did. I wanted to serve him, pleasure him, and *him.
I wanted to know what he tasted like and what rhythm and movements he enjoyed. I wanted to watch his face as I brought him to
climax, knowing it was me and only me doing so. He expected loyalty and promised me the same. While i still questioned if he
had just been telling me what I wanted to hear, I
knew in my soul that when he said it, he was being honest.
“Yes, my king.”
I whined in protest as the warmth of his body left mine before he grabbed my hips and rolled me on top of him. My hands
pressed against his chest as I pushed myself up, setting my legs on either side of him and enjoying the feeling of his long and
hard shaft between the lips of my *.
I slid against him, coating him in my wetness. His glowing red eyes bore into mine, fueling me to continue as I rubbed my clit on
him like the *in heat that I was. Two orgasms would have been good for a normal night, but tonight, under the power of the full
moon, I needed more. My head fell back as I found the right spot to get full contact with my clit on his shaft.
Killian’s hands gripped my hips firmly, holding me down to him as he watched me pleasure myself with. him. The gentle pulling
and pushing of him encouraging me to continue, only made me feel needier.

As the heat increased, I lifted my hips, unable to take it anymore. I reached between us, grabbing his large *in my palm before
lining him up with my entrance and sinking down onto him as my head fell back in pleasure.
I widened my legs, tucking my feet under his thighs as I leaned forward and pressed my clit against his pelvis. Killian growled
louder than before as my breasts brushed his face when I began to grind against him.
He pressed his hips up each time I slid myself back against him. The full contact with my clit *me wild, and I moved harder and
faster than before. Killian’s hand slid up my side to grab my breast, pinching my nipple and making me cry in both pain and
pleasure.
“Mine,” I said under my breath, the uncontrollable and unintentional word throwing off my rhythm as I knew he didn’t really
belong to me. Physically we worked well together, but emotionally, I knew nothing about him.
Killian tensed beneath me, continuing to move with me as I resumed my previous pace, but my orgasm was further away than
before.
My mind was fogged by the heat, and the brief moment of insanity disappeared in my mind as he fought the shift. His jawline
became more defined, and his canines extended. His claws punctured the skin on my hips, sending a surprising amount of
pleasure straight to my core.
It pushed me right back to the edge, and I felt myself clamping down on his larger *as I came around him. My pelvis trembling
from the extreme orgasm as I screamed out his name.
Killian shook beneath me as I continued to ride out the release. He lifted me by my hips, pulling himself from me as he came on
his stomach before letting me rest back against him. His shaft lay between my legs as I resumed rubbing myself along his
member in the wetness brought on by the multiple orgasms.
My chest fell against his as I shoved my face into his neck, breathing deeply as I came down from my high. Killian’s hands
released my hips as he wrapped his arms around my back and held me to him. I could feel his *between us, but somehow it
made me feel even hotter than before.
The way my body reacted to this man was other-worldly, and I took a moment to thank the goddess for creating these creatures.
Killian grew hard once more as I pressed a kiss against the hot skin of his neck before running my lips up to his ear and gently
pulling on the lobe between my teeth. He let out a growl as I whispered, “more.”a