In Bed With The Lycan

Chapter 5: I'm Not Always A Devil

Prince Tyler's POV

Arianna! Arianna!!

Her name wouldn't stop ringing in my head, nor would the images of her beautiful, delicate looking body, leave my mind for one second.

From the moment I walked into Neon and Xenon, and my eyes fell on her, swirling that perfect body, I instantly knew that I've found someone that is good enough for the job.

Ever since she moved in, she had been seeing strange things, which to me isn't really strange.

I'm dead sure that she must have met Nelly, the girl I threw out last night. Nelly was crying in the hallway close to her room and after some time, I didn't hear her voice again.

No one else in the mansion would want to help a girl who was thrown out, because she couldn't give me what I wanted.

I hate it when someone is being overconfident. Nelly had boasted about her experience in bed and what she'll do to my body, surprisingly, that got me so aroused that when she got tired, and wanted me to stop, I hadn't exhausted half of my strength.

I pinned her to the wall and f****d her, taking her from behind, f*****g the hell out of her.

I threw her out because she almost passed out, and I didn't want someone to die in my room.

She was lucky that she wasn't the only woman in my room that night, there was another woman. I lashed the other woman till I knew she wouldn't be able to walk the next morning. Infact, this is why I don't do it for one woman.

I came back home today with another woman. A blonde hair, slightly tall woman. She's well endowed, with an ass that is big enough to make a man hard.

She started touching me the moment she was close enough, and got so f*****g aroused, that her t**s threatened to tear her dress. Dirty thoughts flooded my head at the sight of her aroused body.

She doesn't know what she's doing, I'm going to punish her today so that next time, she wouldn't want to be naughty.

I went upstairs to freshen up, before I let the animal in me taste her.

When I came out of the shower, cool and clean, except that my mind was still dirty, I was ready to take things slow and easy.

Behind the library is a space that was a part of the library, only that the book shelves block it from view. It was formerly used as a*****e to keep library items that the library user isn't supposed to see.

I recently found another use for this place, since it's spacious enough and close to my room. It became a nice spot for me to have a good time with the ladies.

The blonde-haired woman I came home with wasL there waiting for me, and when I came out of my room, I met her doing the forbidden.

One of her hands was rubbing on her protruding breasts with her clothes on, and the other hand was buried between her thighs. Her eyes were shot while she enjoyed the moment.

I stood there watching her, feeling like she was taking my fun away from me when her body jerks in response to her touch.

She threw her head back, and delved her hand deeper into her thighs while the hand on her breasts moved faster and harder on it. She was sensually and seductively touching herself, and at that moment, I lost it.

I moved closer to her, since her eyes were shot, she didn't see me coming. When I grabbed her hands to stop her, she opened her eyes and looked at me, the lust in her eyes unmasked.

“I don't think this is necessary! You don't touch yourself until I say so.” I warned her, while trying to hold back my animal.

I carried her to the large table in the center of the room, and laid her there.

I then began my devilish mission on her body and earned a loud moan from her.

“I need this dress off your body.”

Next, I ripped off her dress in one strong stroke, bringing her enticingly beautiful body, with all its erotic curves to view.

While my eyes took in the erotic view before me, she voluntarily pulled her panties and the rest of her clothing. Her eyes showed nothing but pure lust and dark desires.

If only you know what you're asking for.

I said in my head. My animal growled at her actions.

There was no time to waste!

I began to pull my pants, and when I pulled my briefs, her eyes that had been on me the whole time, widened.

My organ was large and venous, and it began to jerk as I got closer to her. She knew she's in trouble but didn't want to show it.

I lifted her legs, rested them on my shoulders and buried my face in between her thighs to finish what her hand had started earlier.

She was damn wet already!

I worked magic with my tongue for a while, and again, earned another loud moan. When her breathing became intense, I stopped, flung her over, laying her face down on the table.

With my hands on her waist, I pushed my organ into her wetness. She really had a hard time adjusting to my size, which was threatening to tear her apart.

I didn't give her enough time to adjust before I began pushing hard into her. Her moan came out loud, like a cry, but it only made me smile.

As I thrust harder and faster into her, I dragged her down from the table. Her hands landed on the ground while her hips were still connected with mine.

I continued pumping in and out of her, and she cried louder. As I raised my head up, my gaze fell on the last person I expected to see.

Arianna! My contracted fiancée.

I didn't want her to see this part of me just yet. As soon as our gaze met, she ran away.

I sighed in frustration, and surprisingly, for the first time, I lost interest in whatever I was having at the moment. Whenever I'm having s*x, it is never possible to stop.

But I didn't know how to explain what happened, I just lost interest and stopped. The only thing that mattered now was finding Arianna.

I pulled out of the lady, and got dressed. I checked her room, and as expected, she wasn't in.

I mind linked my beta, and he got the car ready before I even came out.

We traced every place we initially thought of. I couldn't rest when she was out there alone, by this time of the night.

For one hour, all efforts proved abortive. Scott, my beta, uses our last hope of tracking her, using the ring on her finger. I trusted Scott to be smart enough to plan for these things before it even happened.

In the shortest time possible, we drove to the place, and there she was, pinned to the wall by some ruthless asshole.

I opened the door, and in a flash of seconds, I ran towards them, grabbed the asshole and threw him to the ground. In that moment of anger, the animal in me took over and my nails changed to claws. Before she turned her face, I slit his throat open with my bare hands.

Arianna looked at me speechlessly. In one night, she has seen two things I didn't expect her to see soon.

As she looked at me, the blood still dripping from my hands, I couldn't help but wonder:

How would I redeem this? How do I make her see that I'm not always a devil?