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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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26 Chs

Chapter Fourteen

Lucius POV

Calling her a rose doesn't fully cover it; she's my intoxicating belladonna and I am addicted.

When I heard that she would be part of this year's entourage yet again, I'd felt a surge of excitement that I hadn't felt in centuries.

The first time I saw her was four years ago and ironically, Bartholomew, the kingdom's seer, had told me the day before their arrival that I was about to experience a life-changing upheaval in my life.

The sneaky bastard had smiled in a roguish way and told me to my face that it was going to straighten me out.

I had thought it would be an upcoming war in the supernatural world or even a breakthrough in my quest to talk to my creator but when I saw her, I knew. I knew because no one and absolutely no one has ever caught and held my attention the way she does.

Fiery hair and eyes as green as the forest during spring, fair skin that lights up in the most beguiling way, without any blemish apart from a mole under her left ear.

She has held and kept my attention all these years; going after her at that time seemed like it wouldn't yield much seeing how scared she had been so watching from afar looked like the best option.

I watched how she sort solace in books; saw the love and compassion in her eyes when she taught the pups in daycare —the kind of patience one needs for that job is unmatched.

I even watched with shameless satisfaction as she turned down different suitors. Although there were times she indulged them and let's just say, those men are somewhere far far away.

For once, my prayers were answered and now I hold her naked wet succulent body in my hands; having had my way with her twice, I need more. The beast in me growls in agreement and I almost chuckle. This woman doesn't know what she has unleashed.

Throughout the whole ritual before the festival began, my head had been in the clouds imagining the things I could do to this body.

Her silky skin going red under my palms, her soft shapely body spread open on my sheets as she moans my name while looking up at the ceiling mirror, watching how I bring her the utmost pleasure.

I lift her into my arms like my bride and walk out of the bathroom, heading straight for my bed.

"Lucius?" She calls for me, her voice a little raspy from moaning so loudly making my chest warm with pride.

"Yes?" I'd give her anything she asks for; reasonable or not.

She hesitates for a moment, causing me to worry so I open my mouth to reassure her. "Can I put you in my mouth?"

My words get stuck in my throat and my hard cock bounces; precum pooling at the tip.

We're beside the bed now and like the past four years, all my attention is on the beauty in my arms. She's biting on her red plump lips and a slight shiver races up my spine with the thought of fucking her face.

"Kitten," I growl under my breath. Watching her over the years reminds me mostly of a finicky cat and judging by the suppressed moan, she loves it.

I look around the room, looking for the best spot that wouldn't strain her. The dark blue sofa beside the nightstand looks perfect but there's a soft brown rug beside the bed which seems like a better option.

I throw her on the bed causing her to gasp and her perfectly sized breasts bounce as if calling to me. Red perky nipples glow in the dimly lit room and I watch as her skin starts to pinken from her cheeks down to the swell of her breasts.

He fair skin blends enticingly with the dark blue sheets

She tries to close her legs but I'm in between them before she can blink. "You sure like to make me repeat myself. Don't hide from me." I rub my nose against hers and barely peck her lips making her tilt her head for more.

Taking her bottom lip between my teeth, I nibble on it before pulling it into my mouth while looking into her heavy lidded foggy eyes; only a small ring of green surrounds her dilated pupils.

I release it and kiss down her chin, her neck, her cleavage, her stomach which ripples in response. The closer I get to her thighs, the more potent her scent is and it is a heady mix to the fill of her skin. Soft and silky.

I place a gentle kiss on her inner thigh causing her to gasp and attempt to close her legs again but my shoulders keep that from happening.

"Kitten," I purr directly on her dripping pussy. "You're wet. So wet for me."

"Aang…. Lu...Lucius.. that's not.." She stutters, squirming and gasps when I bite her thigh to silence her. I lift her hips and place a small pillow under it.

"I know." Gently, I lift her thighs and place them on my shoulders as I lean my head until I'm less than an inch away from what I seek and take a deep breath. My beast rises to the surface in anticipation. "Just a taste." Her pussy juice is in straight line from her perineum to her clit and my tongue traces it.

"No...Aaah!" She arches completely off the bed, wrapping her legs tightly around my head and clings to the sheets. "Lucius… aanng!"

I hold her hips down and proceed to devour the feast before me. It isn't long before her juice is pouring out into my mouth and I latch on a suck; greedy for more.

"Oh my god! Mirror...is… oh Lucius," She sobs and I smirk. She's seen the mirror; Good. Let her see what I see; the sinful temptation that she is.

I lightly take her clit in between my teeth and use my tongue to soothe it. She screams and buries a hand in my hair as she rocks her hips, practically fucking my face.

She spreads her legs wider; her face is contorted in absolute pleasure, unfocused eyes and lips parted, allowing me to hear those beautiful sounds.

"I'm gonna….. no..I can't...cum...Oh god!"

I start to suck on her clit and insert a finger into her fluttering dripping hole. It pulls me in, wrapping its warm walls tightly around my finger and I start to fuck her with it.

"Lucius!" She cums so suddenly, I'm taken by surprise but I don't let it waste; slurping every drop into my mouth.

I keep sucking on it until she starts to whine in push my head away, presumably due to oversensitivity and I pull back, kneeling between her legs.

We're both panting, my face smeared with her juices and I stick out my tongue lick while staring into her eyes making her shudder and copy me, drawing my eyes to her red swollen lips.

"It's my turn, Kitten."