Taming the Rogue King

Fantasies Come True

Liam’s POV when they make love. Please skip this chapter if you do not want to read the same scene. This is for the readers who wanted Liam’s POV

Liam

He plopped her onto his bed and she bounced against the mattress before falling back, her hair spread out around her, all messed up. She looked like a roo caught in the headlight of a speeding car.

His Lycan growled in approval. He liked a good hunt. Liam clambered over her. The dress was not needed anymore. He pulled it away, letting the seams tear. He felt a little guilty about tearing a wonderful dress, but they could buy more for him to rip them off.

For now, his need was greater than anything else.

She chided him by yelling out his name, and the anger in her voice sent a thrill directly to his groin.

“Yes! Say that name again! I want you to shout that name again and again!” he roared like a hunter going for his prey and ripped away the lacy thongs.

He prowled towards her sexy, exposed body, which had all the curves in the right places.

The darkening of her cheeks and closing of her eyes excited him, but then she covered her boobs with one hand and the sexy mound between her legs with the other.

‘Why is she doing that?’ his Lycan complained, voicing his own concern.

Is she self- conscious? Is she shy? But why? The thought upset him, and he caught hold of her wrists and spread her hands apart, exposing her completely.

“Never hide yourself from me, ever!” Her blue eyes widened in surprise.

She looked cute, utterly irresistible as she breathed heavily.

Yes! He liked this view. He liked that she was naked and vulnerable, for him to do whatever he wanted.

He was a sucker for a surrendering partner. “This is where I want your hands or I will tie them. Understood?”

The thought of her tied up in his bed gave a different kind of excitement, but that wasn’t for today.

This was their first time! He would make slow sweet love to her.

‘You are a crazy dom. Don’t scare our mate. Let me…’ His Lycan resurfaced, pushing him back. This time, he allowed it. The Lycan had given him a lot of grief for being insensitive. He deserved a chance to feel their mate.

His Lycan ran a finger along Ira’s wolf tattoo, which looked just like him. The touch sent electrical sparks that travelled through his finger tingling right into his heart, making it race like a f*cking horse on a dope.

“I like it!” he said, letting his hand trace the tattoo and then rest on her boob.

Trying to sound soft and comforting he whispered to her, “Princess. Never hide yourself. You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen.”

His sincere words worked as she exhaled and lust crowded her face. She relaxed visibly, her shoulders went slack and her breathing evened out.

His Lycan knew how to calm the firecracker! Gently the Lycan receded, giving the control over to Liam again.

He saw the shadows of doubt linger in her eyes, and he hated that. He would need to talk to her about her doubting herself.

Liam continued to tell her what he had always wanted to do. How he wanted her since Bella pranced around in those shoes of hers.

The way he felt when he first inhaled her scent from the bracelet! He had developed a f*cking fetish for feet because of her shoes…

He did what he had always fantasied about while looking at those shoes. Lifting her sexy shapely leg up he suckled on her great toe as if his life depended on it. Then slowly kissed her calves, letting his kisses linger on the sensitive spot behind her knees. Then he did the same thing with her other leg.

Her musical moans filled up his room, driving him nuts.

Her gorgeous t*ts jutted out towards him and he moved very slowly, upwards, kissing and tasting her skin, avoiding the sweet spot between her legs and going directly to her boobs which begged for attention.

She was an obedient partner. As she kept her hands spread, he stroked and massaged her bosom nudging her n*pples to perk up, enjoying the feel of her soft mound against his hard palm.

She squirmed on the bed and he wanted to f*ck her mindlessly and see her writhing in org*sms under him, but he controlled. He moved towards her dripping wet core and flicked his tongue against the swollen cl*t which pulsated to the rhythm of his licking and he blew against the wet p*ssy knowing what it would do to her.

Her cries of desire, reverberated through the room, just the way he wanted. His fantasies were coming true.

He lifted his head and looked into her half closed eyes, happy to see her drowning in passion. Keeping his eyes on her, reading her every emotion, he slowly inserted one finger into her softness.

Her maddening tightness gripped his finger as she went into spasms the moment his finger touched her folds.

His control was hanging by a thread, but he wanted his girl to enjoy, to know what it feels like to be with him, with her mate. If only he could erase all the pain that he had given to her.

He pulled her throbbing nub into his mouth, sucking on it and she was undone again within seconds.

It was so exciting, she was so sensitive! He had never been with anyone who responded to every touch of his. Her taste filled his senses, gratifying an urge that he did not know he had.

As she slowly climbed down the peak and her breathing normalised, he moved his finger deeper, touching the soft mound of her cervix.

Excitement coursed through him, knowing he was connected to her so intimately. He started moving his finger in and out, gently, while watching her constantly. As she climbed up again and when she was ready for a release he stopped.

He wanted her to enjoy the moment as much as possible so he introduced one more finger and began thrusting again. His movements brought her to the edge and he stopped, making sure that he stopped every time just before she came.

He continued to tease her and when she could take no more he pulled that inviting throbbing nub into his mouth and suckled on it. Her juices invaded his mouth, driving him insane as she came violently on his fingers, milking them. Every spasm of hers sent waves of hunger through his burning d**k.

He wanted those spams around his c*ck, he twitched his fingers as she climbed down her org*sm, going deeper and spreading her tight walls so she could accommodate him as he teased and played with her inner softness. It took very little for her to be ready again.

She was absolutely amazing!

He knew he was driving her insane, too, and that's exactly what he wanted.

She screamed for more and she pleaded for a release. He could take no more. He pulled his fingers out and shoved himself deep into her folds in one smooth motion, happy that she was so well lubricated.

She gasped!

Is that pain?

H*ly f*ck! Is she a v*rgin? Sh*t! He had been sexually active for so long that he never thought about it! They were f*cking thirty for goodness’ sake. How could she never have done it before?

But she welcomed him into her arms. He did not care if she was a v*rgin or not, the thought had never crossed his mind but the idea of him being her first delighted him.

His control was dwindling and he could see she was there, too. The tension in her muscles, her tightness around his d**k! He wouldn’t last long!

As she rose to a crescendo and spasmed around his hard c*ck, he pulled himself out and shot his white c*m all over her tummy, enjoying the way it glistened against her sun kissed skin.

Panting, he collapsed next to her spent body. She was mind blowing! Out of this world!

She turned towards him. Her skin glowed with satisfaction. Her eyes roamed over his naked body. She looked so beautiful in her post coital bliss. Her smiling lips and twinkling eyes were what he wanted to come back to every single day. In fact, he did not want to be away from her ever again.

His Lycan and he breathed in her fragrance. Feeling overwhelmed by their cute little witch, together they blurted out, “I love you.”

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