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My heart belongs to the lycan king

Maya Lancroff blames the Lycan king for the death of her beloved parents, leaving her and her siblings to fend for themselves. The festival of seasons occurs once every four years, under the full moon, to celebrate the end of a fruitful season and the beginning of a new one. Maya uses this chance to exact her revenge but things don't go as expected. She ends up with a pregnancy and a heart that beats for the King. Scared and confused, she takes to the wind, taking refuge in the hands of the enemy. Four years later, there are no full moons and the Lycan kingdom isn't doing well. A seer prophecies about the King's missing child and it must be found before the end of that year, else the festival of seasons will not take place and chaos shall befall them. Determined, the King goes out in search of his child and finds more than he ever bargained for.

GraceEmma · Fantasy
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Chapter Eleven

Swiftly, before I could register any sense of embarrassment, he lifts a hand and takes a nipple in between his fingers.

"Oh," I cry out in surprise more than anything else. He squeezes it and rolls it between his fingers as if testing the texture. "Ahng…" I moan and gasp at the shocking sensation it sends straight to my core.

He continues to drive me out of my ever loving mind, he leans down and starts to place small kisses from my cheeks to my neck, a gentle contrast to the almost painful hold on my nipple.

He's not even actually touching it but I'm already about to combust. I place my arms around his neck to steady myself, absentmindedly playing with the hair at the back of his head.

"Do you accept, Kitten?" He asks again, his hot breath causing the hairs on my neck to stand.

"Yes," I whisper, finding the question a bit absurd since this is the exact reason I'm here. He starts to mix in small bites and soothing kisses all over my neck, each nip going straight south; the moistness in between my thighs not going unnoticed.

He sniffs once and breathes deeply a second time, "Smells divine." His other hand goes down to cup a feel of my bum and he hums. "I'm going to have you ride me, Kitten. You'll ride me slowly so I can feel every stroke until you're mindless with pleasure and sweaty so I know you're putting in the fucking effort."

"Oh god," I whine, already throbbing with a need to make that happen.

I have to bite down on my lips to try to keep the sounds in but he takes his hands off my swollen nipple and removes my lower lips from in between my teeth.

"Don't hide those beautiful sounds from me." It's a warning in the form of a low growl that makes a shiver race up my spine so quickly, my toes curl.

His pupils are dilated, only a small ring of color around it, the intensity of his gaze has quadrupled and I don't want him to stop staring at me like this; like he wouldn't survive it if he isn't buried in my warmth soon.

He lifts his hand off my bum for a second before bringing it down with a shocking force, causing me to yelp and glare at him.

He seems to take it as a challenge and decides skin to skin is a better idea. He pulls the flimsy material apart and tears it from my body, leaving me stark naked and utterly vulnerable to him.

"I've wondered how far your blush goes," he whispers in what sounds like awe as his eyes trail down from my breasts, nipples perked up as if calling to him, down to my stomach which quivers in response and he pauses at the small dusting of pubic hair.

I try to cross my legs together and my hands move on their own to cover my breasts but he suddenly lifts me up causing me to wrap myself around him lest I fall.

The position leaves me open and I can feel my clit pressing up against his shirt, causing a full body shiver.

"Don't hide from me, Kitten." He rubs his nose against my neck, his fingers digging into my thighs and he starts to move his hips causing my eyes to roll.

"Aaah… nngg…..oh." Moans spill from my lips as he grinds me against him, moving my hips in a slow circular motion.

He starts to move and I hear the shower stall open and he steps in. He is still in his undershirt and slacks so I expect him to put me down to get those off.

He turns on the shower, still clothed and the hot water soaks him through, his hair is still in a ponytail and without thinking I reach behind him and take off the black hairband, causing his hair to fall over his face in thick waves.

My back hits the wall with a light thud. Without looking away from me, he holds the collar of his shirt and pulls lightly. It rips all the way down, buttons flying everywhere.

Discarding the offending material, he pressed his naked chest against mine and grinds me more forcefully against his naked abs.

"Oh…. my god…. No…stop...nng" My clit is being abused so deliciously,my body throbs with so much pleasure, my eyes are almost stuck behind my eyelids.

"I love how loud you are," he growls in my ear causing a full body shiver and the most embarrassing whine to leave my lips.

He lifts me higher against the wall and takes my right nipple in between his teeth and pulls. I feel it all the way to my fingertips and I tighten my arms around his neck, keeping him in place.

"Oh…It feels so good...so good"

He starts to suck and I swear I die. I die, see the heaven's plains before slamming back to earth with a loud moan.

One of his hands snake up my thighs and ghosts over my swollen clit, making me pant in anticipation as I try to make sense of what is happening to me. I didn't know it would be this all-consuming.

He drives a finger into me and starts to move it almost immediately. "So warm. I can't wait to feel all that around my cock," he whispers as he releases my nipple and kiss his way to the other.

At this point I don't think I'm on the same plane as everyone else. "Aaah!" He presses against a certain spot that makes me shudder.

He chuckles rather evilly, "Found it." Another finger joins the first and he proceeds to drive them into me at an insanely fast pace as he goes back to sucking on my neglected nipple.

"Cumm... I'm...nng...cumming," I babble incoherently as I start to rock myself on his fingers, chasing that damningly sweet relief just within my reach.

"That's it. Fuck yourself on my fingers, take your pleasure from me." He nips my ear, "Faster," He growls and I comply without thought.

His thumb moves to my clitoris and presses on his before moving a slow circular motion.

"Lucius! Lucius! Lucius!" I chant mindlessly.

"Cum for me, Kitten." He blows air into my ear and dips his tongue in.

My vision goes white as it hits me like a wrecking ball. My whole body locks in on itself, it's almost painful but addicting, I almost don't want it to end.

It feels like hours before I am able to get a semblance of self; my breath coming in short labored pants with post orgasmic tingles dancing through my boneless body.

I open my eyes, not knowing when I closed them, only to stare into flaming orbs of lust that tell me we're just starting.

The water rinses off my cum from our bodies, I duck my head and hide my face in his neck; my skin warming up with another full body blush.

"Kitten," he chuckles and kisses my cheek softly, making me melt against him. He gently places me on my feet but it is too early and I sway forward on shaky legs, holding onto him for support.

He grabs my bum in a tight squeeze and presses me flush against his body.

It takes me a moment to realize it and when I do, a shiver of anticipation and dread travels down my spine