Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]
Chapter 172: Burning on The Edge of Something Beautiful

Chapter 172: Burning on The Edge of Something Beautiful

[KAWAI]

"Please... I need you," Kosta whimpered, his voice husky and filled with desire for the man who was holding him like he was the best thing that had ever happened to the Lycan prince.

Oh, Tamiko was treating him so delicately that if Kosta hadn’t fallen in love with the rice at first sight, he would have gradually fallen in love with him, over and over and over without fail.

"Goddess... I could listen to you my entire life and never get bored, fuck," Tamiko growled as he guided the both of them towards the mat that lay at their feet. He wanted to spend the entire day with Kosta.

"I love you," Kosta breathed, unsure of what he was to say to that.

"Always, my precious. I will love you till the end of time, and even after that, I will love you, always," Tamiko swore and Kosta knew that the prince was being truthful with him.

The sincerity in the Lycan prince’s eyes was suffocating and thrilling at the same time, so when they lay on the mat, Kosta snuggled closer to Tamiko, closing the distance between them with a kiss that he had been yearning for since they got out of bed.

’You taste so fucking divine,’ Tamiko said in the mind link, given their mouths were busy. Kosta was eating him out like he was hungry and Tamiko, well, he was just glad to be alive and to be there with Kosta.

He didn’t try to control the kiss this time, nor did he try to move.

He was so focused on the kiss, on giving the both of them a taste of what they were both feeling. He was determined to let his erasthai guide the both of them to whatever even if hell was that destination for them.

For Kosta, Tamiko would walk the valleys of all hells and he would do it in a heartbeat.

"Fuck," Kosta responded before he instantly pulled back from the kiss, making Tamiko open his eyes and look at his erasthai who had put a considerable distance between them.

It was an action so shocking because Tamiko could have been that they had both wanted the kiss and that what had happened was not new to them. Or had the Lycan prince overstepped his erasthai’s boundaries?

"Don’t... Don’t come closer, fuck," Kosta said and Tamiko stared at him worriedly.

"What happened, my precious? Did I hurt you? Is anything the matter? Is it my papa? Did he call you?" Tamiko asked the last bit of his questions, coming out as a warning growl like he was about to walk back to the damn council meeting and smack some sense into his father.

"No. You didn’t... I... It’s me. I’m the problem, my soul," Kosta said, his caramel scent growing bitter and disturbed, something that Tamiko was not about to take lightly.

He had been here with his erasthai and he could have sworn that there was nothing that his erasthai had done with him that could have been considered a problem.

"Kosta..." Tamiko trailed off in confusion, as he emitted pheromones to calm his erasthai down, but it wasn’t working as fast as Tamiko would have liked.

He hated it when his erasthai was disturbed and even more so when he was around and his mate was not feeling well.

He couldn’t think of a reason that could be that upsetting for his erasthai and why he didn’t want to invalidate his Erasthai’s feelings, so he was just desperate to get the answers about this.

Surely there had to be something workable for the both of them, right?

"It’s not stopping, dusha. You prepared this nice picnic and I... I’m sorry," Kosta said and Tamiko stared worriedly at his erasthai. He had never heard Kosta apologize that many times and it was honestly disturbing.

However, he didn’t stop trying to calm him down, seeing as they didn’t communicate and they couldn’t; not when Kosta was feeling that disturbed. Tamiko hadn’t gotten his Erasthai’s walls down just to watch the man be hurt, so he wouldn’t let this slide.

"Tell me, baby. I’ll make it better, I promise that. I won’t leave, no matter what happens. You’re mine, Kosta, and I’m yours. If anything makes you uncomfortable, you can tell me. If it’s this picnic, I can think of something else.

"If it is still this place, we can change. If it is the atmosphere, I can manipulate the weather just like my father. Whatever you want, just let me know and I will give it without a second thought," Tamiko said earnestly.

Kosta, who had sat up, looked at his thighs like we were supposed to tell the Lycan prince anything. Well, Tamiko assumed that his Kosta had his head wooed because of the discomfort, but surely it couldn’t be that bad, no?

"Words, princess. I need to hear your words then I will be able to make it better, whatever it is," Tamiko said and Kosta blushed hard at the pet name Tamiko had for him. The Lycan prince was effortlessly reducing him to a blushing mess and frankly, Kosta wasn’t complaining about that.

"Ooh... you love that, don’t you, princess," Tamiko pointed out when he felt Kosta’s caramel scent getting sweeter than before. Damn was easy to please his erasthai. This was heaven for him and he would live here for as long as Kosta let him.

"’M not a princess," Kosta whined lowly as if that was supposed to make his erasthai stop that, even though Kosta’s ears were redder than they had ever been. The Lycan chief was a mess for the Lycan prince, and they both wouldn’t have it any other way.

Tamiko let out a light laugh as he took in the sight of his erasthai. Oh, but Kosta was adorable, something that no one outside of their bond mate ever knew. It was like the Lycan chief of Kawai and Tamiko’s erasthai were two very different people.

"You’re my princess, my precious. Just mine and no one else’s," Tamiko insisted and Kosta shrugged sheepishly, seeing as he didn’t think he would ever win if he tried to fight that.

Besides Tamiko made him feel whole each time so there was no reason for him to be feeling unsafe, right? But that still didn’t explain why he had suddenly fallen black right in the middle of a heated kiss.

Tamiko could still feel the way his erasthai tasted and he honestly wanted more. He would always want more when it came to Kosta and he wouldn’t ever have enough. It wasn’t his fault that his erasthai was that addicting.

"Won’t you tell me what’s eating at you?" Tamiko insisted as he moved closer to Kosta, determined to make sure his erasthai was comfortable. The picnic hadn’t started already and Tamiko wanted god to have it ruined for his perfect erasthai.

"Promise you won’t laugh at me," Kosta said, and that piqued Tamiko’s interest even more. Kosta’s scent had gotten better barely minutes ago and now he was talking about Tamiko not laughing? Was it something that Tamiko did that got uncomfortable? Damn.

"Princess..."

"Promise me, my soul."

"I promise. I won’t laugh at you," Tamiko said and wordlessly, Kosta grabbed Tamiko’s right hand and placed it between his thighs just for a moment, before he brought the hand toward Tamiko’s nose in dead silence.

"Shit... Fuck," Tamiko growled before he slammed their lips back together.