Zane - Confessions of a lycan

Chapter 27

Lily

Crescent moon pack's library was marvelous. I looked at it in wonder and wished I could spend a couple of days here.

Get lost in all the books and work through all my emotions. The old hardwood floor creaked as Zane stepped further into the room.

There were bookshelves from floor to ceiling. The ceiling was so high that you had to climb a ladder to reach all the books.

In the middle of the room there were cozy sofas in a pleasant shade of dark green strategically placed with lamps standing next to them. I could live here, I thought to myself.

“I'll leave you to it.” Cora said, pulling me back from where my mind went. “Thank you, Cora.”

“If there's anything else you need, just let me know." Cora said with a smile and left us to our own devise.

Zane put me down and I immediately went for the bookshelves. I studied all the books. They consisted of everything from werewolf history and modern novels to old classics. When I found the one I wanted, I smiled, pulled it out and scooted away to make myself comfortable on the soft sofa.

When I got myself settled and looked up, Zane was looking down at me with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.

“What?” I asked, puzzled. "What's going on in that pretty head of yours, wildflower?" Zane asked as he came forward, sitting down next to me. I took a deep breath. I myself hardly knew how I felt, so how was I supposed to put it into words?

"I don't know Zane. I'm feeling a lot of things right now. I'm happy you found me and when we're alone everything feels so right.

But when we step out of our bubble, I feel insecure. I understand that you had a life before me. I accept that. I know that the chance that something like what happened today with that she-wolf will probably happen again some day. I also know that I have to be strong enough to deal with it. But right now, I don't know if it's something I want to deal with at all. The negative feelings that came over me when she said all those mean things aren´t something I want to experience again because I've had enough of people trying to put me down. Before I was abducted, I was drowning under all the derogatory things they said to me. For some reason I still feel fragile.” I felt a treacherous tear roll down my cheek which I quickly wiped away.

“Baby, look at me.” He said, but I still looked down. Unable to meet his eyes. I was ashamed of my own weakness and insecurity.

I felt his callous hand under my chin as he turned my face up to meet his gaze. “You are the most beautiful, most perfect woman I have ever met. Never let anyone else make you believe otherwise. If those thoughts still creep into your mind, I intend to spend at least a week in bed with you to prove that. Yes, I have a past, one I am deeply ashamed of. But I swear to you, Lily, I haven't touched or so much as looked at another woman in 87 years, to be precise. I regret everything and if I could go back in time and change my past I would, but I can't.” Zane assured, with so much sincerity, so much love, that I couldn´t stop another tear from falling.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and straddled him. Hugging him tight. “I think I´m in love with you”, I whispered in his ear.

His arms abruptly stopped stroking my back. “You think? Think?!” Zane exclaimed, half serious, half joking before he started tickling me. “Ooh my goddess, stop! Zane, I´m ticklish you big brute! I laughed while trying to escape.

I ended up with my back on the couch, Zane on top of me. The book fell to the floor.

Everything went from playful to serious in a second. The sensual energy between us was almost palpable as we looked at each other. We reached for one other at the same time, kissing hungrily, passionately.

Zane's hands traveled over my body, kneading my bre*st before bringing his hand down to pull up my knee-length dress.

His movements were desperate, rushed, in need of release as he ripped my panties to shreds.

I started fumbling with his belt as he kissed my neck. I just managed to unbutton his pants when his hand found my core.

I moaned at the sensation as his hand brushed my c**t. My entire body was set ablaze by his touch.

He pulled his hand back and leaned up on his elbows to look down at me as he brought his fingers to his mouth.

He sucked and groaned as he looked at me with lust-filled eyes. “You taste fu*king delicious, baby. Best thing I have ever tasted.” He growled before claiming my mouth with his. I could taste myself on his tongue, driving me even crazier.

He pulled back and pulled his pants down far enough to reveal his huge member. He closed his hand around it, stroking it a couple of times. I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized, remembering the last time. Without thinking, I licked my lips. Zane's eyes to darkened, and a sly smirk appeared on his handsome face. “Are you already craving my co*k in your mouth again, baby? Is that it?”

I could only nod, feeling myself blushing while getting wetter at the same time.

Zane's muscular body was wrapped aroud me. He took one of my legs and pulled it over his hip while he kissed me hungrily.

That was when I felt it. His hard co*k that brushed against my wet core. I moaned into his mouth as he sucked on my tongue, giving me a deep groan. “I want to taste your soaked pu*sy, baby. Taste how ho*ny me and my co*k makes you.” He growled so close to me that our lips touched when he spoke. “Yes, please Zane.” I moaned against his mouth.

He switched places with me, so I ended up on top. A bit confused, but he quickly showed me what he wanted.

“Turn around baby and ride my face while you take my co*k between your luscious lips. I want to feel you moan around my co*k as I make you cum.” I obeyed and did as he asked me, albeit a little clumsily. He grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him, so I fell forward, catching myself with my hands on his muscular thighs.

I didn´t have time to collect myself before I felt his tongue brush against my lower lips. Ooh my goddess, that feels so good.

His fingers accompanied his tongue as he devoured my pu*sy. I threw my head back and moaned while I moved, trying to get more pleasure. His ministration ended to my displeasure, and I quickly woke up from my euphoric stupor as he slapped my ass.

I let out a startled yelp. "Take my co*k in your mouth or I won't make you cum."

Holy goddess, that man is sexy when he's dominant like that. Not that I will ever admit it.

I didn't react fast enough and earned myself another slap. Which made me moan, all that's missing is his mouth on me, I thought to myself. "Does spanking make you wetter baby? I can spank you pleasurable or less pleasurable. It's up to you." He threatened, which made me even hornier. What’s wrong with me?

I leaned down and licked his shaft. Letting the salty taste of his prec*m coat my tongue.

Closing my hand around his rock hard co*k, I swallowed him as far back in my throat as I could. I sucked and swirled my tongue around him as I picked up the pace. That´s when I felt his mouth on me again and I moaned around his shaft. Making him growl against my soaked pu*sy in return. I shivered in delight.

He licked and sucked on my c**t while inserting a finger into my tight slit. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge.

I sucked faster, harder. He growled against my pus*y while nibbling lightly on my cl*t. I came with a muffled scream around his co*k. He slapped my ass again and fu*ked me from below as he came in my mouth. His c*m hitting the back of my throat.

I was completely spent as I laid my head against his thigh. I felt him licking up the last of my juices from my oversensitive pu*sy, giving me mini-orga*ms that ran through my body. “That was amazing baby, but I don´t think I can get up from here. Not this year anyway.” I mumbled. I could hear Zane chuckling behind me. “With this sight, I can rest here all day, wildflower. But I think Luna Cora will be shocked if she comes in and finds us like this.” Zane teased with a cheerful voice.

"Holy sh*t Zane! We're in a public library!" I said, horrified as I fumbled to get up and pull my dress back down.

Zane remained on the couch with his hands behind his head, his pants down and a big grin on his face.

He looked so young and carefree like that. I lost myself for a second, but then I remembered! “Zane get up!” I said anxiously.

Before I could react, he flew up, grabbed me and pulled me down onto the couch with him.

He laughed at the serious look I gave him. But at least he pulled his pants back up and closed them.

“Don´t fret baby. Let's read that silly book of yours instead.” Zane teased. “It is not a silly book! It is Jane Austen!” I scolded.

“Jane, who?” Zane said, looking clueless. “You can´t be serious! She was one of the biggest authors of her time. And pride and prejudice are my absolute favorite. Her books are classics for goddess’s sake! I ranted. Zane smiled mischievously at me.

“Yeah, yeah little wildcat. Go on and read about Mr. Darcy, but only as long as you picture him looking like me.” He said and winked at me…