His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall) novel Chapter 222

His Found Lycan Luna Chapter 97

Azalea POV

Kyson grips my arm as I walk up the stairs to our room. “I‘m not drunk,” I tell him, not that I minded the sparks racing up my arm. Or his scent clouding my brain. “I wished you woke me. I don‘t like you being far from me,” Kyson tells me. While nodding my head, I yawned. I was exhausted, yet I could feel that Kyson was wide awake now that he had awoken.

Pushing the door open, I rush toward the bed and face–plant onto it, wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball beneath the covers. Kyson wanders over to the fireplace, chucking an extra log in while I try to get out my pants and shirt before crawling under the blanket

The bed dips beside me as Kyson climbs into bed beside me; I snuggle into his side, and he pulls the blanket up, encasing me in his arms. Surrounded by his scent, it doesn‘t take long before I crash and burn, sleep taking me.

However, it isn‘t long before I am also awoken by his movement beside me. My eyes flutter open when I feel his arm move beneath my head as he turns the page of the book he is reading. “What are you reading?” I ask while yawning, the words coming out all jumbled.

“I don‘t speak yawn?” he says, and I tilt my face up to look up at him. He smiles, leaning down and kissing my nose.

“One of the books Cedric gave you,” he answers, before pressing his lips to my forehead.

“What‘s it say?” I ask him, curious about what gifts my parents had and what ones I could have possibly inherited.

“Not much, really, I only just started reading it,”

“Can you read it to me?” I ask him, but he rolls away from me. He sets the book down on the bedside table before rolling into me.

“Hmm, I can, but–” he doesn‘t finish. Instead, he smiles deviously and presses his lips to mine before flooding me with his calling.

The sound vibrates from his chest, awakening my desire and every sense in my body, calling me to him; I kiss him back hungrily when his calling stops abruptly. Yet, he had awoken it already, and now, instead of being hungry for knowledge, I was hungry for him.

Kyson laughs against my lips as I crawl on top of him. My lips travel down his neck to where my mark lay on his neck. His hands gently trail up my sides, making my entire tingle and heat under his gentle touch. My fingers trail down his chest before moving between our bodies, and I squeeze him through his boxers when he growls, flipping me onto my back and pressing his body between my legs.

Kyson grips the waistband of my panties before sitting up between my legs as he tugs them down my legs..

I lifted my hips so he could remove them before he tossed them aside. His heated gaze ran over my body as he pushed my thighs apart, flat against the bed. My legs trembled with anticipation as he settled between them. His hot breath sweeps across my lower lips, and my hips lift, wanting his mouth on me.

Kyson smiles, lowering his head before his teeth graze my inner thigh as he nipped his way down. He sucks the inside of my thigh next to the apex of my legs, and my hips buck, but his hands grip my thighs, pressing them into the bed and holding me still

“Well, aren‘t you a demanding little Vixen today?” he purrs before teasing me with his tongue along the crease of my leg.

“Kyson,” I breathe, wiggling my hips. He chuckles softly before sweeping his tongue across my slit. I moan, melting against the mattress. He buries his face between my legs, his mouth covering my pussy. His hand pushes against the back of my thigh, forcing one of my legs higher as he draped one over his shoulder and settled between them.

His mouth teasing as he swept his tongue flat across the seam of my lower lips, making me moan as my skin tingled and burned with desire. He growled softly before his tongue peeled my lower lips apart. He ran his tongue through them to my clit and sucked hard on it.

My heart pounds uncontrollably and heat floods and pools in my stomach, warming every inch of me as sparks rushed across my skin. His tongue swirled and sucked on my clit, driving me wild,

and making me whimper at the building sensation as he continued to torment me with his tongue.

Kyson tasted and licked every piece of me before dipping his tongue inside my tight channel and lapping at the juices spilling from me. My legs trembled when I felt the first slivers of pleasure tighten the muscles of my belly. He slid his finger deep inside me while sucking. My inner walls squeezed and clamped down around his finger as he pulled out slowly.

His finger drenched in my arousal and slid in and out effortlessly as he added another, stretching me open. My inner walls squeezed as the friction built, and I moved my hips against his mouth. Heat washes over me, and I moaned as my sensitive nerves pulsated against his tongue.

My walls fluttered when my orgasm ripped through me, his fingers plunging in deeper, my inner walls clenched as he continued his relentless sucking and licking, making me cry out.

Everything tingled, my thoughts solely consumed with the pleasure he was inducing, solely consumed with him. When I finally burned so hot, I was holding my breath, I tumbled over the precipice, falling blissfully as I reached the peak of my climax. My moan echoed as I came hard.

The slickness of my arousal spilled out of me, and my body tensed and spasmed as I rode out the waves of pleasure, leaving me breathless. Kyson slipped his fingers from me, his hot tongue lapping at my juices before he kissed and crawled up my body, settling his weight against me. His lips, slick with

my juices, molded around mine as he plunged his tongue into my mouth, forcing me to taste myself.

I smile against his lips, enjoying his touch, enjoying him. It felt like we hardly had time for each other so I was thankful for this moment despite being exhausted from being up all night. Kyson always had a way of making me forget the torment life throws at us, and right now I wanted nothing more than to forget with him.

His hips thrust against my entrance, making me jolt at the over sensitive nerves as his erection pressed against me. My hand moved down his side, and I pushed the waistband of his boxers down his hip before he tugged them down and got rid of them by kicking them off.

His thick hard cock pressed against my lower lips, and I felt the head of his cock slide between my lower lips over my clit as he rocked his hips against me, coating his himself in my arousal as it slid through my folds.

| arched my hips, rolling them against him, and moaned into his mouth before reaching between us, my hand stroking his hardened length as my fingers wrapped around his shaft. He groaned, thrusting into my hand. His lips traveled down my neck before sucking his mark and nibbling on it and I tilt my head to the side, offering him more. Kyson purrs and I loved the sounds he made, loved how the bond tugged, wanting me to claim our mate over and over. He was mine, and I was his. There was no greater comfort than knowing that, he was fighting alongside me. That now we fought for each other instead of against each

other. No more fighting just us.

I wiggled my hips, rubbing against him, before gripping his hair and bringing his lips back to mine. He kissed me harder before taking his cock in his hand and positioning himself at my entrance. Moving my hand to his hip, I tugged him closer, rolling my hips against him. He pressed the tip against me, his cock gliding into my soaking wet channel, stretching me around his thickness and making me moan into his mouth at the feel of him filling him.

Kyson kissed me harder, biting down on my lip as he sank deeper, making me gasp.

I rolled my hips against him as his teeth teased my bottom lip into his mouth, my juices coating his shaft as he rocked his hips gently against me. I chased the slow friction, rolling my hips against him and meeting his slow thrusts, wanting more, needing him to move faster.

I kissed him harder. My hand on his hip tugged him closer, and he moved quicker, building up the friction as he dragged his cock out before slamming back in.

| gasped into his mouth at the slight pain before it turned into moans, muffled by his lips as they devoured mine. The only noises in the room were my cries of pleasure, and the wet sounds of our bodies coming together.

Kyson drove his cock into me harder when I pushed on his shoulder, wanting to change positions.

“You can‘t go on top, Azzy; I am not wearing anything, so I have to pull out or I will knot you,” he purrs, nipping up my neck to my lips.

“Then knot me,” I murmur, pushing on his shoulder, and he stops, pulls away, looking down at me. I could feel his shock through the bond, feel his desire to do as I suggested. Yet, also his caution as if he was afraid to get his hopes up.

“If I knot you—”

“A baby is never a bad thing, though timing kinda sucks. However, I don‘t think the timing will ever be right, not for us anyway, so if it happens, it happens. If it don‘t, it don‘t––” I tell him.

Yet listening all night to how Abbie and Tandi gushed over their children while I longed for the child I lost made me only crave being a mother more, made me crave seeing Kyson become a father. I lost my family twice, and I suddenly longed for family more than anything, which meant creating one with him. I knew. he would be a great father because, despite everything in our

“Yes, my King. I want to try again.” I tell him, and he smiles, his eyes sparkling as he nods. His arm slides underneath my lower back.

My movements slowed before I stilled, and Kyson shivered, clutching me closer; his lips pressed against my chest as we both tried to catch our breath while his fingers traced up my spine.

“Not a chance. You won‘t win that one, my Queen. I will always love you more,” he says.