Lacey Thorn
It's your world...unlaced
It's your world...unlaced
Shifter's Delight
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The King was there and Lynx decided on the more royal form of the tiger this time.
Domi and Nado leapt and shifted to land at Aurora’s side when they arrived. Lynx watched them greet her
sister and focused on the man she instinctively knew was king. She ran slowly toward him and made to
bow before him. More to do with how her mother spoke of him so lovingly than for anything she herself
knew of him.
Someone stabbed her and with a roar that shook the trees she shifted back to human form. There was a
searing, burning pain and the smell of her blood reached her nostrils. She looked up to see the man who
had done this to her, to curse him. And was awed.
A man stepped forward, a mountain of a man. Her breath caught in her lungs as she took him in. Seven
feet tall with long brown hair that hung in braids to his shoulders. And the most amazing eyes she’d ever
seen, a soft golden shade. He was truly beautiful and powerful. With no effort he picked up the man who
had stabbed her and threw him from them.
The king said something to her but she was totally focussed on the tall man as he knelt beside her and held
his hands out.
“May I?” he asked and his voice was melodic as the sweetest music. She thought he wanted to check her
wound which was still burning with pain. Instead he held his hand over her flesh and closed his eyes in
concentration. Lynx felt heat move from him to her and watched in amazement as her wound began to
heal. Muscle and tissue mended before her eyes and the flesh began to close back up. More importantly
the pain was leaving.
Everything happened so quick after that. She could have sworn she heard Aurora called queen but that
couldn’t be right. Then they were heading toward the castle. She felt woozy and the next thing she knew the
giant who had healed her was lifting her high against his chest and carrying her. She listened and learned.
His name was Micah, he was Danuja and his brother was being held captive somewhere on their island.
He was worried for his brother who had been missing for months and about a plot that had reached his land
that had to do with a threat to the king. What interested her most though was the way the scent of his skin
made her mouth water. She wanted to taste him, to lick him from head to toe. So... She flirted, squeezed
his neck and rubbed against him. But Micah didn’t respond. She might have thought he wasn’t interested if
it wasn’t for his increased breathing and the visible pulse she could see in his neck.
So she tortured them both by leaning up to whisper in his ear making sure her chest rubbed against his.
“I’m very grateful for what you did for me, Micah,” she whispered letting her breath wash over him.
“My pleasure,” he assured her.
“I’ve never had anyone heal me like that before,” she whispered again and she wondered if he could feel
how hard her nipples were. The man was seriously sexy.
“It is what I do,” he said again and she felt him shift his arms as if to move her away from him. She just
tightened her arms around his neck and rubbed closer.
Micah took her into the room that was indicated as hers for while she was here and laid her gently on the
big bed. She kept her arms around his neck long enough to give him a soft kiss on the check just inches
from his lips.
“Thank you so much, Micah,” she told him. “I’d be in a lot of pain if it wasn’t for you.”
He caught his breath and for just a moment she met his eyes and saw the desire he felt. But it was quickly
hidden and he was pulling firmly away. “Anytime,” he said and walked away from her shutting the door
behind him.
Domi and Nado leapt and shifted to land at Aurora’s side when they arrived. Lynx watched them greet her
sister and focused on the man she instinctively knew was king. She ran slowly toward him and made to
bow before him. More to do with how her mother spoke of him so lovingly than for anything she herself
knew of him.
Someone stabbed her and with a roar that shook the trees she shifted back to human form. There was a
searing, burning pain and the smell of her blood reached her nostrils. She looked up to see the man who
had done this to her, to curse him. And was awed.
A man stepped forward, a mountain of a man. Her breath caught in her lungs as she took him in. Seven
feet tall with long brown hair that hung in braids to his shoulders. And the most amazing eyes she’d ever
seen, a soft golden shade. He was truly beautiful and powerful. With no effort he picked up the man who
had stabbed her and threw him from them.
The king said something to her but she was totally focussed on the tall man as he knelt beside her and held
his hands out.
“May I?” he asked and his voice was melodic as the sweetest music. She thought he wanted to check her
wound which was still burning with pain. Instead he held his hand over her flesh and closed his eyes in
concentration. Lynx felt heat move from him to her and watched in amazement as her wound began to
heal. Muscle and tissue mended before her eyes and the flesh began to close back up. More importantly
the pain was leaving.
Everything happened so quick after that. She could have sworn she heard Aurora called queen but that
couldn’t be right. Then they were heading toward the castle. She felt woozy and the next thing she knew the
giant who had healed her was lifting her high against his chest and carrying her. She listened and learned.
His name was Micah, he was Danuja and his brother was being held captive somewhere on their island.
He was worried for his brother who had been missing for months and about a plot that had reached his land
that had to do with a threat to the king. What interested her most though was the way the scent of his skin
made her mouth water. She wanted to taste him, to lick him from head to toe. So... She flirted, squeezed
his neck and rubbed against him. But Micah didn’t respond. She might have thought he wasn’t interested if
it wasn’t for his increased breathing and the visible pulse she could see in his neck.
So she tortured them both by leaning up to whisper in his ear making sure her chest rubbed against his.
“I’m very grateful for what you did for me, Micah,” she whispered letting her breath wash over him.
“My pleasure,” he assured her.
“I’ve never had anyone heal me like that before,” she whispered again and she wondered if he could feel
how hard her nipples were. The man was seriously sexy.
“It is what I do,” he said again and she felt him shift his arms as if to move her away from him. She just
tightened her arms around his neck and rubbed closer.
Micah took her into the room that was indicated as hers for while she was here and laid her gently on the
big bed. She kept her arms around his neck long enough to give him a soft kiss on the check just inches
from his lips.
“Thank you so much, Micah,” she told him. “I’d be in a lot of pain if it wasn’t for you.”
He caught his breath and for just a moment she met his eyes and saw the desire he felt. But it was quickly
hidden and he was pulling firmly away. “Anytime,” he said and walked away from her shutting the door
behind him.