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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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26 Chs

Chapter Thirteen

Maya's POV

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

His hard cock is poking at my thigh and I have the sudden urge to look down even as my face burns so hotly.

He grips my chin and tilts my head until I'm staring directly into his heavy lidded eyes. The hot water created a steamy halo around us, giving us the illusion of being in our own world.

His eyes are glowing like a storm, his beast close to the surface, causing my stomach to tighten and the wetness between my thighs is definitely not water.

It helps take away my inhibitions and I tentatively place my arms on his washboard abs. It ripples under my palms as I slide it up to his pecs, giving them a light squeeze, causing him to hum in approval.

He flexes them a bit, making them bounce, causing me to burst out laughing. He joins me and lays his forehead on mine. He has a really nice laugh, it makes his whole face brighten up and the atmosphere feels lighter around him.

He leans down and pecks my lips gently, taking me completely by surprise. My eyes widen and my lips part in shock for a second before I stand on my toes and slam my lips against his.

Mind numbing sparks race all over my body, pleasure like no other threatens to tear me apart. It feels sooo good.

His lips are so soft, I think to myself as I take my time moving my lips against his. I worship his lips in reckless abandon, the brush of stubble making me shiver and moan into his mouth. I kiss him like I'm starving for him, so invested in feasting on his pliant lips that I don't notice his lack of response and when he does, he really does.

I barely notice him sliding his hand through my hair until he yanks my head back making me whimper which he swallows as he presses his lips against mine in a claim I don't refuse.

He tightens his hands on my hips and forces my hips into his and growls as I part my lips in a moan. He takes advantage and slides his tongue into my mouth, leaving me trembling as he pulls me apart; filling me with more pleasure than I know what to do with.

I bite on his lips to get him to release me so I can breathe but he groans and presses our naked bodies together as if to permanently join us.

The lack of air makes me feel lightheaded which somehow increases my pleasure, leaving no coherent thought in my head. His arms are the only thing keeping me on my feet.

He finally comes up for air and my lungs cry in relief.

His hips start to move and I shudder as I feel his cock sliding in between my thighs, just below pussy.

"See what you do to me," he whispers as he brushes his lips across my neck.

"Press your thighs together," he commands, making my breath hitch as my breath comes in faster.

He fucks my thighs while looking into my eyes, his heavy breaths washing over my face as his lids lower in pleasure. This position makes me feel like I'm sharing in his pleasure and it gives me a heady false sense of power.

He captures my lips in his and lifts my left leg up by the knee causing my back to rest against the tiled wall. Without speaking, still staring into my eyes, he sinks his cock into me. He turns me so I'm facing the wall.

"Lucius!" I scream as the euphoric feeling of his slow entrance makes my eyes roll and my mouth opens in a loud moan.

He doesn't stop until his balls slap against my bum and I have never felt so full. He slowly pulls out and my pussy tightens around him making him growl and slams back into me.

"Aaaah!! Lucius! Please please Lucius please," I whimper in agonizing pleasure.

He pulls back and starts to pound into me at a frightening pace that has me seeing stars. "That's it, Kitten. Do you feel that? Your pussy walls part for me like I own it."

"Ooooh…...Feels so goooood."

The sound of skin slapping against skin fill the shower stall, his cock is so big and deep inside, I can feel it in my womb. "Harder!"

He complies and my eyes cross together, legs trembling as I throw my hips back to meet his; thrust for thrust.

"You fuck me so good, Lucius," I whimper mindlessly. "Feels… it's...oh god."

"I'm going to fuck you until we both can't move for days. Until my cock is all this tight pussy will crave." He growls directly into my ear and starts inserting his tongue in the same motion as his hips.

I'm not even on this plane anymore. He starts to circle his hips in short thrust that makes my eyes roll permanently to the back of my head and my mouth opens in a silent moan.

Sooner than I'd like, I feel the sweet relief of an orgasm just an arm reach away and chase it by throwing myself back against him almost violently.

"I'm cumming.. oh gosh I'm cumming," I groan seconds before it hit me like a freight train. "Lucius!" I scream in delirious pleasure.

He rides me through my orgasm, prolonging it and leaving me a trembling mess of shivers and whimpers.

His cock is still hard inside me and my sore walls flutter around it, bringing me to the realization that he hasn't cum yet.

Slowly, he pulls out his still hard cock, making me moan and a shudder races down my spine. I look down and my eyes widen at the thing I had allowed into my body. No wonder I feel sore after just one round. He definitely is a king in more ways than one.

He turns the shower nub until it stops and grabs a towel from the rack. I have to lean against him as he cleans me and himself until we're dry enough.

"Let's take this to somewhere more convenient," he growls in my ear and picks me up bridal style.

This man is a beast. My hips are a bit sore and I need to rest after two orgasms.

"Lucius?" I whisper, my voice a little raspy from my screams.

"Yes?"

I hope I don't regret this but I'm tired. "Can I put you in my mouth?"