BRED BY THE SUPREME LYCAN

CHAPTER 4

Vanya’s POV

“You like being f****d roughly, don’t you, girl?” he rasped, leaning down to pinch my left n****e roughly with his fingers while his c**k kept going in and out of my soaking cunt.

“Yes... yes” I screamed, my fingers digging deep into his muscular back, leaving bright red scratch marks. My p***y clamped down around his length, violently spasming and milking him with every merciless shove. The friction was insane, the loud, sloppy slishing sounds of our bodies crashing together echoing through the silent room as my juice coated my inner thighs.

“I can’t take it anymore” I begged, my core rippling out of control around him. “Please, Kaelven”

“You can, baby. You’re gonna take every single inch,” he growled, completely feral as the tight squeezing of my walls drove him over the edge. He reached down, his thumb rubbing my swollen c**t in fast, hard circles while he kept f*****g me deeper, driving himself into my womb. “Huh, I’m going to fill you up now.”

“Yes, daddy, fill me up”

With a loud, guttural groan, Kaelven slammed himself deep inside me one last time, freezing as his thick, hot c*m shot directly into my womb. I moaned loudly, my legs trembling violently as he slowly pulled out, both of us breathing hard as the boiling heat of his release flooded my insides.

But he wasn't done with me.

Before I could even blink, Kaelven gripped my waist and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. His hands dug into my hips, lifting my ass high. His thick, veiny c**k was already rock-hard again, dripping with my juices and his own leaking pre-c*m.

“Get up, Vanya,” he commanded, his breath scorching my skin. “Ride it.”

I scrambled over his lap, my thighs shaking so badly I could barely move. I hoisted my hips up, positioning my soaking, stretched p***y right over the thick head of his c**k. I slowly lowered myself down, groaning loudly as his fat length slid deep inside me again, bottoming out completely against my cervix.

“Ah, Kaelven” I shrieked, my hands slamming onto his chest for support.

“f**k, you are so tight,” he growled, his hands anchoring my hips down.

I began bouncing my hips up and down, riding his massive c**k roughly.

Every time I dropped down, his balls slammed hard against my opening, driving the thick ridge of his erection straight against my swollen c**t.

The wet, sloppy friction was deafening in the quiet room, i arched my back, my t**s perking and bouncing with every hard thrust as I slammed my p***y down onto him over and over, completely addicted to his hot c*m filling me up.

Kaelven gripped my ass cheeks, smacking them hard, leaving bright red handprints on my skin. He began thrusting upward violently, meeting my downward motion with brutal force.

Tears poured down my face as my core clamped down on him like a vice, sending another violent orgasm ripping through my body.

I squirted a little, the extra wetness making his c**k slide even deeper into my cunt.

He let out a guttural roar, thrusting hard three more times before he cummed, shooting thick, hot c*m deep inside my womb for the second time. He slumped deep into me, groaning loudly as his c**k throbbed inside my spasming p***y.

The consciousness domain shattered, throwing us straight back onto the wooden office table.

I scrambled down, my legs completely numb, c*m leaking heavily from my p***y and trickling down my inner thighs.

My uniform was a shredded mess, the pleated school skirt torn at the hem. Kaelven stood up, completely unbothered, and threw his trousers back on, zipping them up over his semi-hard length.

I hastily dragged my panties back up to my ankles, pulling my skirt down to hide the damage as best as I could. My hands shook violently as I tried to button my shirt.

Before I could reach the door, Kaelven stepped into my path. He caught my chin in his large hand, tilting my face up. He crashed his lips onto mine in a short, hungry kiss, devouring my mouth one last time.

He pulled back, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips, as he slowly winked at me, i will see you soon, girl.

I bolted out the side exit of the office, rushing down the dark back corridors of the academy.

The thick warmth of his c*m was still leaking past my thighs with every step I took, a heavy reminder of exactly what he had done to me on that table.

I ran the entire way back to the pack house, my heart hammering against my ribs.

I slipped through the front door, trying to make zero sound as I crept toward the grand staircase. If I could make it to the bathroom, I could wash his scent off my skin before anyone noticed.

“Where the hell have you been, Vanya?”

I froze, my foot hovering over the first step.

Garrick stepped out from the dim light of the study, his face pale with pure rage. His bloodshot eyes locked directly onto me. He marched over, his boots shaking the floorboards as he grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around violently.

“I looked everywhere for you at the academy! Your scent vanished into thin air,” Garrick scolded, his voice rising as his fangs began to extend. “You are wolfless! You have no way to defend yourself, yet you disappear for hours without saying a word? Answer me!”

I kept my chin down, terrified he would smell the Supreme Lycan’s heavy release on me. “I—I just walked home the long way, Garrick.”

“Don't lie to me” He yanked my shoulder harder, forcing me to look up.

His eyes locked directly onto my face, his nose twitching violently as he look in my flushed skin and the completely wrecked state of my uniform.

Garrick slowly released his grip, his hand trembling as his claws tore straight through the skin of his own palms.

“Vanya,” he whispered, his voice terrifyingly quiet. “Who did that to you?”