The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308

“Kai, please, I’m so sensitive… Tcan’s…

“shhh, you’ll take what I give you flower,” Lyra tries to escape from under me, but I don’t give her the chance as I clamp down on her pussy again.

This time, I don’t play nice. I use both my fingers and my tongue to fuck her roughly and relentlessly. I push two fingers deep inside her tight walls, pumping them fast while my tongue laps at her clit without mercy.

“Ahhrgh! Please.. Kai!” Lyra thrashes on the bed, her voice completely hoarse from screaming my name. The tension builds to a breaking point until Lyra suddenly comes with a loud shriek, her body locking up completely as a tiny gush of liquid spurts out of her pussy, drenching my face and lips.

She pants heavily, her body collapsing back onto the mattress like a ragdoll. When she realizes what just happened, her eyes widen in pare shock. “I’m… I’m sorry, Kai. I don’t know how that happened.”

I look up at her, my face covered in her slick juices, and I smile darkly. I respond by leaning over her and kissing her deeply, forcing her to taste herself on my tongue. As I kiss her, Lyra’s hand slides down between our bodies, tracing the hard lines of my stomach until she finally finds my thick cock. She wraps her small fingers around my length and squeezes me tightly.

I gruan loudly with pleasure, my head snapping back as a shudder runs through my massive frame.

Lyra looks up at me, her blue eyes dark and heavy with a dangerous confidence. “I want you. Now.”

I look down at her, trying to control the violent urge to just drive myself inside her. “You have to be patient, flower. I told you, I’m a Lycan, and I’m dangerous in bed. If I go inside you right now, I won’t be able to hold back.”

“I…I can handle you,” she says immediately, her gaze unwavering.

I stare at her silently for a moment, completely stunned. I can’t believe this is my sweet little flower. She is transforming right in front of me, driven by the mate bond and a wild desire that mirrors my own. Fuck, she is perfect.

If she wants to play dangerous, I’ll let her.

I move away from her, shifting my body and lying flat down on my back against the pillows. I look up at her, my cock pulsing heavily between us.

“Show me, then,” I command, my voice rough and commanding. “Suck my cock.”

Lyra’s POV

I stare at Kai for a long moment, my breath catching in my throat as he lies back on the pillows. The sudden command sends a shiver of intense excitement straight down my spine. I don’t hesitate. I move down his body, my hands trembling slightly as I reach for the waistband of his pants and briefs.

I grab the fabric, my heart hammering against my ribs, and slowly push his clothes down past his hips. The moment the fabric clears his lower stomach, his cock violently springs free. It stands fully erect and rock-hard, dark veins bulging all over the thick, heavy length of it.

Wow.

I freeze, my eyes wide as I stare at him. Kai’s cock is so huge that I don’t even know if I can fit him inside my mouth. It looks intimidating, thick and lethal. pulsing with every heartbeat he takes. I look up at his face. Kai looks incredibly sexy lying there, with his dark hair messy against the pillows, watching me quietly with glowing eyes. He isn’t moving a muscle, completely leaving himself at my mercy.

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Chapter 308

Looking at him like this, I can’t believe how much I want him. The sight of his body makes my mouth water instantly, a deep hunger posting in the lower

text of my stomach…

I lean down between his legs, my heart racing. I get chase to the head of his cock, taking a quick breath right before I put his length in my mouth.

I start slowly, using my tongue to gently lick the cap, swirling around the sensitive tip in smooth, wet circles. Kai lets out a deep, gravelly groan of pleasure from the back of his throat, his hips twitching slightly under my touch. The sound of his pleasure makes me bolder.

Kai reaches down, his large hands finding my hair, but he doesn’t pull me away. Instead, his fingers tighten gently, guiding me. “Open your mouth wide, flower,” he instructs, his voice rough and laced with a heavy need. “Open wide and push me down your throat.”

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