Lachlan Watson Gender Novels & Stories

My pussy clenched around his member milking every drop of the cold liquid. "Sorry about that, I forgot that everything inside me will be cold" he laughs and lies next to me, his member still inside me. I fall with him too in a spooning position. Who knew the dreaded Lachlan Murdoch would be so romantic? "Natasha my love. I am mesmerized by you. I want you beside me always and I am going to take you as my wife, will you agree to be my mate forever?" he asks taking me completely by surprise.

Lachlan Williams turned to Thor, "Because of you, son, I wouldn't mind but I'm not single." "But I read in the media that you are the most eligible bachelor in New York." Thor responded swiftly. "The media only writes about what you want them to know. I'm sorry I can't marry your mom," he said gently to the little one. It was as though Octavia was not standing there. "But I'll let her come and check on you often." Lachlan promised. "Thor, tell him you don't want to come with me." Octavia spoke. With the way Lachlan had been speaking with Thor, one could tell he loved the little one and may never force him to do anything against his will.

Greyson “Oh, yes, Sir, I’m flexible. I take yoga classes. It really helps with my flexibility.” She ran an unnervingly long red talon up her smooth, orange leg, thrusting her cosmetically enhanced tits out and continued waffling about yoga. It’s not what I had in mind when I asked if she was flexible after explaining the position involved occasional travel. Ever since I agreed to that damn interview for a vacuous gossip rag, money grabbing harlots like the one toying with her scrawny legs in my office plagued my life. I should have guessed they'd infiltrate my professional life when Mabel announced her intention to retire. And I should've known better than to mention my deep craving for a re

I sat there, staring at Lachan blankly. “Uh, yes?” I made a face at him, “Why?” Lachlan shrugged, “Mates don’t typically just toss their mates against walls like that… That’s all.” He shrugged again, leaning back in his chair. I shook my head, “Don’t change the damn subject, Lachlan. You can’t just gloss over telling me that you and Alexander are half siblings-”

I settled into the rhythm easily, knife moving through carrots and potatoes while conversation flowed around me. "Did you hear Lachlan said a full sentence yesterday?" Lena offered without looking up from her measurements. "Rhiannon was telling me this morning." "What'd he say?" Safi asked. "'Want more cake.'" Lena laughed. "Prioritizing the important things already." We all laughed. Lachlan was the pack's favorite—impossible not to love with those storm-grey eyes and that stubborn streak inherited from both parents. "He's going to be a handful when he's older," Maris predicted. "Can you imagine him as a teenager? Kael's going to lose his mind."

Maybe Lachlan feels the same. “That doesn’t matter to me,” Lachlan finally said, holding my face between both of his hands. “You are still my Lira. My wife, and,” he swallows, looking nervous, “my mate.” Once the words leave his lips, he pants, like he is relieved to finally say it. I’m relieved as well. Tears are filling my eyes, threatening to spill. “You don’t care that I’m half siren? It doesn’t bother you to have a mate and Luna who isn’t fully like you?”

The only thing I know was seven years ago was the date of our marriage. I already knew our marriage was forced, but to think that there was an incident that my husband doesn't want me to know while it is involved with the Lycans is enough to form my suspicion. "Lunas don't have any right to engage in the transaction in between the Alpha Kings unless the male wolf allows." Hyde explains, though I am already aware of that nonsense.

Lachlan’s mother personally marked me with the totem that granted access to the sacred grounds. “This pack is your home now. We will never let Lachlan hurt you!” Richard warned Lachlan that a wolf only gets one fated mate. One. He forbade him from ever straying. Lachlan just smiled, his handsome face full of happiness. “Don’t worry, Mom, Dad. I love Anya more than anything. I’d never let her get hurt.” To prove his devotion, Lachlan fastened the ancestral Luna necklace around my neck himself.

“Sorry for bothering you. I know you probably want to eat in peace. It’s just… in your position, I’d want to know.” Know what? I raised an eyebrow, curious despite myself. “Know what exactly?” She smiled like she’d been waiting for me to ask. “The Lachlan brothers,” she said quietly. “People don’t talk about them honestly. Not here. But I think someone should.” I stared at her. “Go on.” “For a long time,” she continued, “every woman wanted them. And anyone who liked men wanted to be near them. The way they looked, the way they carried themselves—it was like they were made of something different. Something more.”

Alpha Grego, sitting crossed-legs before him, couldn't believe when Lachlan narrated he wanted to court the person mated to him. “Yes, I did. This kind of thing is making me nervous. I never courted someone. Like she-wolves would willingly offer theirselves and do what I want just to satisfy me. You exactly know what i meant, Alpha Grego. This is definitely different.” Lachlan took the seat in front of Alpha Grego. “You got to help me.” Alpha Grego burst out of laughter. “Seriously?” He cannot control his laughter. Beholding Lachlan in a serious desperate state pleading for a recourse is absolutely amusing.