My Lycan Demigod

9

PRINCE LEANDRO…

I was getting set to leave the palace as usual for my blood hunting when the scent of a female’s musk hit my nostrils. At first, I thought I was only imagining, but the scent came stronger as I reached the door.

There was no female with me…and none of their properties were in my chamber.

Why would I even have their properties?

This musk smelled like the one in the woods three nights ago, so strong and arousing.

I tried to hold back, but my lycan growled in lust, as if trying to crawl out of me. The hunger to bury my face under this pùssy, to suck it dry till it cried my name.

Hot saliva formed in my mouth, and I left the room, trailing the scent.

Who was this female to do this to me? I wouldn't let her go, but keep her by my side.

The more I approached, the scent came stronger, filling my nose, and I rolled my tongue across my lips. I hadn't yearned for a woman this much. I would go on my knees just to taste this pùssy that kept drawing me with a rope.

Who could have gotten this sort of juice? What happened that they were so damped and called for me?

Fuck! I just hope this wasn't some mating stuff…Or I wouldn't hesitate to get rid of her after having my way in her.

I didn't need some f*****g mate, and that's it….

My feet landed before a door, one that was in the eunuch quarters, but separate.

I gazed at the door, sniffling hard.

‘What am I doing here? I can't be f*****g drawn to a male in rut, right?’

But no matter how I tried to excuse myself, my lycan groaned at me lustfully. The need to knot with this male…

Fuck it! How am I supposed to say this? I only take a male when needed, not like I'm gay.

The thought of it alone was irritating, yet it couldn't suppress the lust that swelled in me.

I clenched my palms into a fist, my chest thumping harder against my ribs.

Foolish goddess! What was she trying to do? Or was it just my lycan overreacting? Why the heck am I supposed to believe this?

I shook my head. It can't be.

But, how do I put it? An eunuch has a v****a? This scent is an aroused female craving to be f****d and not some male…

What am I supposed to do with his dìck?

I gnashed my teeth, yet that didn't do.

And the scent came again, this time stronger, surrounding me.

People passed, but no one saw me. If I stay longer without leaving, the array will dissipate.

So I decided to take a look…to see this eunuch who smelled like a female. I twisted my fingers with my dark spell powers to unlock the door, and then I walked in.

At first, I thought I was hearing things…not until that voice came again…

The moan of a female—

My phallus trembled. I bit my lower lip and began following the sound of the moan.

That voice was familiar, like my eunuch, but I didn't want to think too much, because I could be guessing wrong.

I reached the doorpost, which could lead to the bathroom, and the moans still came consistently.

I licked my lips, my phallus struggling to tear through my panties.

“f**k! Oh yes…this is so good.” Her voice came again, followed by a heavy gasp.

I twitched in and had myself stand before her…

My eyes grew wide at the sight of who that was—my f*****g eunuch.

Why didn't I see this? How come she was a female?

That was so confusing, so I had to wipe my face again and again, “How come my eunuch is a female? Mind explaining what's going on? Or am I hallucinating?”

Her lips dropped open. She could lose her eyes that seemed to be ready to drop out of the sockets.

I, too, was shocked to the bones.

What was this supposed to be? Why didn't I think of this on time?

At first, I contemplated why a male could be this beautiful, and then why he was able to give me a blowjob so perfect than those courtesans.

So he was a ‘she’?

“Your…your high….

“Is that it? How long were you planning to keep deceiving me?” I scoffed. As much as this was annoying, a part of me was so glad the person who had this scent was a female. If not, what was I supposed to do with some dickhead male whose asshole won't drip me liquids?

She clamped her arms against her chest, face weary.

The f**k! Some people have guts.

“I'm certain you didn't deceive Aldric, too. He knew so well…

“He doesn't know anything.” The b***h didn't even let me complete my sentence. How dare she cut me short? Losing some nuts?

Does she even know who the heck she's serving?

Oh no! No more service. Straight to hell…

Besides, what was so good about her blood? Why did it taste that way?

And then her lips…her scent…foolish goddess.

“I deceived you all, so please do not punish Lord Aldric.”

This time, she was standing in the bathtub, both her hands by her sides. She bit her lips hard and shut her eyes. I loved the fearful look she bore; it made me want to chain her and behead her immediately.

Her hair was scattered over her shoulders, and some stuck to her wet face.

She smelled so good—so tasty. Her pùssy could nourish my lycan and make us crave her more and more.

What if I burn her to death? For such a crime, she doesn't deserve to live till the next day…

But, she would be of use to me…to sate me, and still serve me.

I licked my lips and threw my hands backwards, fingers crossed against each other. “Do you know the penalty for your offense?”

She nodded, just once, as if she had read the constitution of this clan.

“And what whoever that knows your offence would pass through….”

She stumbled out of the tub and fell to her knees, “Your Supreme Highness, I beg of you, please…”

Now I see why she got that feminine voice. The evidence was there, but I didn't think much or suspect her in any way.

“No one knows about it. I've been deceiving everyone just to survive.”

“Since when? How long now? How old are you?” Those questions, I needed a f*****g answer to them all.

She took a deep swallow, her lips opened and closed…

“If you don't…

“For five years now. I don't know how old I am, nor do I know who I am.”

I should have laughed hard. I wanted to, but couldn't.

Does she think I'm a joke? If only she knew who was before her…

“I'm really telling the truth. I have no memories of who I am.”

That laughter broke out, the one I had held back. “Play pranks on me all you want…

“I mean it, seriously.” Then she walked with her knees towards me. “My prince…”

“I am not your prince.” I snapped at her, and she lowered her head.

Still, she spoke…the audacity, “I don't mind facing the penalty of my offense, but please do not take your anger out on others, for they are all innocent. I deceived everyone, including you.”

Silence. A heavy one.

I was dumbfounded. I didn't know what actions to take.

If her secret is one day revealed, she won't live. I have the power to snap her to death here for deceiving me, but I was hesitating because she could be of use to me.

I walked closer to her until the fabric of my robe touched her skin. I tilted her jaw up and my eye met with hers….

Why is her scent so captivating? What's so special about her?

Her blood, her lips…this face…her scent…

Fuck! I wanted to live in her tonight, to f**k her until she passed out and wake up again.

I dipped my thumb into her mouth, giving her that lustful gaze.

“Even if I have to unalive you, I must thrust you so hard so you won't forget me in the afterlife,” I muttered, and I knew she heard me so well.

I brushed my thumb on her lips and took a deep gulp.

Lust rose to my chest, and I didn't fight it, because I was going to have her here and now.

“On all fours….” I ordered her amid gritted teeth.

No wasting of time. She flung her body around and submitted to me.

Her legs slightly parted. Her lower body leaned toward the ground.

I watched her fold as I squatted, and then rubbed my fingers on it.

She flinched, more like it was her first time being touched.

Her juices wet my fingers, and I licked them up immediately, soft groans of desire left through my lips.

So good. She was so good.

And without hesitating, I loosened my robe and revealed my phallus, covered in veins, erect and ready to smash her damped fold until it took note of us.

I reached her ass and spanked it softly. So succulent.

My dickcap rubbed on her fold once, twice, thrice…Then I pushed in, slowly.

I heard her moans of pain and pleasure, but I didn't care. I thrust in until half of my dìck length was in her.