In Love With The Twin Lycan Kings

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Morning of the Wedding

POV: Elara

"Yeah... f**k me harder, Cane," I gasped out. My voice was a broken whisper that filled the small, quiet room. My fingers dug deep into his thick, muscular shoulders, my nails leaving red marks on his skin as I pulled him down to me.

We were in our secret cabin, hidden where the trees grow so thick the sun can’t find us. In the village, I was just a "wolfless" servant. I was the girl with the purple eyes that everyone hated. But here, I was a woman. Here, I was his.

Cane didn't wait. He moved between my legs in missionary style, and I felt the thick, hard length of his d**k stretching me wide open. It filled every bit of me with a burning, heavy heat. I arched my back, my breasts rubbing against his sweating chest, and let out a long, loud moan.

"Oh god, Cane... ahh... right there," I sobbed as he slammed his d**k into me.

He didn't slow down. He gripped my hair, pulling my head back so he could look into my eyes while he drove his c**k into me over and over. I could feel the friction and the raw power of him pushing deeper until he hit my v-spot. Each thrust was a heavy, rhythmic pound that made my brain go foggy with pleasure.

"You like that, Elara?" he growled, his voice was deep and rough. "You like how my c**k feels inside you?"

"Yes! Yes, fuck... I need it!" I screamed, my legs locking around his waist to pull him even deeper.

We rolled over, the blankets tangling around our legs and falling to the floor. I was on my hands and knees now, my head hanging low as I gripped the rough rug. I felt him move behind me, his large hands grabbing my hips and pulling me back until I was pressed against him. Then, he slammed home from behind in doggy style.

"Ah! Ahh! Cane!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I felt his d**k bury itself inside me, stretching me and hitting my v-spot with every hard hit. The sound of our skin slapping together was loud and wet in the silent cabin. I moved my hips back to meet every thrust, wanting his thick c**k to go even deeper into me.

"f**k, Elara," he hissed, his breath hot against my neck. "You're so tight. You're so perfect for my dick."

He didn't stop. He flipped me again, lifting my legs high into the air until my knees were near my ears. He lunged forward, his c**k sliding into me with a force that made me gasp for air. I felt every inch of him, the heat and the pressure, as he filled my v-spot until I thought I would break. I wrapped my toes around his back, needing to be crushed by his heavy, fast thrusts.

We changed positions again and again. We moved to the wooden wall, where the cool logs pressed against my back. He held me up by my thighs and hammered his d**k into me while I screamed his name into the wood. Every time his c**k hit my v-spot, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my entire body. Every thrust was faster, harder, and more desperate than the one before. The pleasure was so sharp it made me shake and cry out until my throat was sore.

"Say you're mine," he demanded, his breath ragged.

"I'm yours! Fuck... ahh! I'm yours, Cane!" I cried out as my body finally exploded in pleasure.

When it was finally over, we were both shaking and covered in sweat. I felt the warm weight of his c**k still inside me, and I truly believed his promises. I thought he loved me. I believed he would protect me from the pack.

I spent the afternoon getting ready for the ceremony. My body felt heavy and ached in the best way from how hard he had f****d me. My purple eyes looked bright in the mirror, full of a hope I had never felt before. I thought about the way he had just claimed my body. I thought about how tonight, he would finally mark my neck, and we would be mates forever.

My sister, Selah, came into the room to help me. She was the perfect daughter of the Alpha, but she was being so sweet. She helped me into my white dress and fixed my hair with a kind smile.

"You look like a Queen, Elara," she whispered. "Cane is waiting for you."

I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. I thought my life as a servant was finally over. I walked toward the Blood Moon Altar with my head held high, ready for my new life.

But hours later, at the altar, the heat of the night turned into ice.

The bonfire was roaring, casting orange light over the silent pack. I stepped forward into the center of the circle. I looked at Cane, my heart full of love. I tilted my head, baring my neck for the bite that would make us one. I waited for his teeth to sink into my skin.

Instead, Cane took a step back.

The man who had just spent the morning worshiping my body now looked at me with pure hate. His eyes were cold as stones, and his lip curled in a mean sneer.

"What are you doing, Elara?" he asked, his voice was loud so everyone could hear.

"Cane? It's time for the marking," I whispered, my heart starting to sink.

He let out a loud, cruel laugh. "You actually thought I wanted you? I don't want a wolfless omega for a mate!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the forest.

The pack began to laugh with him. I stood there in my white dress, frozen in shock.

"I was just using you to pass the time," he sneered, stepping closer to hiss in my ear. "I would never mark a freak with purple eyes. I reject you, Elara!"

The words hit me harder than any blow. The man who had f****d me until I couldn't breathe had just thrown me away like trash in front of everyone.