My Lycan Demigod

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HANSEL…

The Lycan King ordered that we all leave, and so the princess helped me up and we headed to the prince's chamber.

My chest thumped while we walked. Several times, I glanced at her and she smiled at me. I hated the eyes that were on us, some giggling, while some frowning. If tomorrow, she happened to find out that I'm not what she thought, what would happen to her feelings?

I just declared my love for her in front of her parents, and I'm sure they will keep their eyes on me from now on.

“Don't hate mother. She must have thought you're too beautiful for a man.” She ended the silence between us, meeting my gaze. “I'm sure my brother will be so mad. If you weren't there, he could have had a heavy clash with our mother.”

Was that so?

That could be the reason the king showed up too, to stop whatever was going to happen.

“My princess,” I glanced at him. “What do you think will bring peace between the prince and your parents?”

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Only if Jeyne returns from nowhere. As much as I know, Prince Lean, as a demigod, won't let us have peace until the end of the world, unless his deceased mate shows up again.”

I swallowed hard.

His deceased mate…

“We still did not know why his mate and her entire family were executed. That day, my brother became a demon and no longer a demigod. He massacred people, instead of saving their lives.” She sniffed and tightened her grip on my hand. “I pray every day to the moon goddess that he gets over everything.”

I hoped so too, because if he did, then my species wouldn't matter to him.

We reached the prince's chamber together and met him standing, facing the door.

His face was chiseled, eyes burning in rage.

The moment I noticed he was glaring at our fixated palms, I smiled at the princess and slowly loosened mine from hers.

“Chloe, I'll first appreciate your presence there, but I hope you know what you requested won't be granted?” The prince started coming closer to us. He stared at his sister and exhaled, “You two can't be mates.”

The princess glanced at me and I didn't even know how to act. I didn't want her hurt, and at the same time, I couldn't let go of my charming prince.

“Brother, what if he turns out to be my mate?” Her voice was broken, and I could see how watery her eyes were.

Prince Lean turned his back on us, striding towards the window this time.

“He stares at the window so much like my father.” Princess Chloe whispered to me and I forced up a responsive smile.

Then came his voice, deep and hoarse, “If he happens to be your mate, then I'll let him go only if you'll find me another human male, as neat and good-looking as him.”

Princess Chloe giggled. I loved her smiles, but I knew it was just now because such a thing was never going to happen.

“Thanks, brother.” She greeted and turned to me. Before I knew it, she pecked my cheek and began leaving.

I stared at her retreating figure until she vanished from my sight, then I walked straight to the prince. “My prince, how long am I going to be pretending? I feel bad for her, and I'm sure she won't be fine when she finds out.”

My voice was shaky, and one could easily tell that I was scared.

He slowly turned and gazed at me.

I was fidgeting, but he pulled me into his arms, and the next second, his lips crashed on mine.

My belly rumbled and I slowly shut my eyes, responding to his kisses with the same energy as him. His saliva went down my throat, and my body hair stood.

Why wasn't he mad at me? At least for heading to see his mother without letting him know. For saying strongly in the presence of his parents that I loved his sister…

He broke up the kiss and looked me cold in the eyes, “That's because you're mine. My property, my possession, my eunuch. So long as I live, no one is gonna claim you…I'll kill if that's the only way to keep you by my side.”

I was lost, with my lips dropped open while watching the movement of his lips.

We stared at each other, and I didn't know what to say back to him…Instead, I pulled him back into a kiss. I kissed hungrily like he was the air I breathe, holding onto him like my life depended on him.

All my body ached for his touch. I felt how my skin reacted to the sound of our kisses popping in the room. I clung onto him, pressing my chest against his, my arms around his neck.

He suckled my lips violently until I felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. His palms reached my butt, caressing my dress, until he bent me over the sofa.

I took a deep breath, swallowing down the saliva that had formed in my mouth.

He raised my dress from behind and pulled down my inner pants.

My heart skipped a beat. I felt a bit ashamed that he would get to know how wet I was already for him.

And just like I thought, he rubbed his fingers on my swollen cunt causing my adrenaline to rush all through me. He rubbed his fingers against my cunt pleasurably, while I gasped softly.

My fist pressed on the sofa's leather. I shut my eyes, biting my lower lip…not until he slid his single finger into my tightness.

“Ohhh, f**k….” My eyes bulged and I slowly parted my legs a bit. He thrust his finger in and out of mt wetness, f*****g me hungrily with it. “Yes, ahhhh…”

I thought to hold back, but couldn't. How fast he thrust me while his other palm caressed my butt. I couldn't keep up with it but reached my c**t and pressed it softly.

I licked my lips, the hunger growing in me difficult to quench.

My c**t throbbed so much I couldn't help but begin stroking it, the sweetness sending shivers all over my body.

I tilted my head to the side, my arm beginning to ache, but the sweetness coming from between my legs couldn't let me feel it so bad. I gasped for breath once more, my eyeballs ready to pop out…

“Yeah, oh yes…ahhhgh…” I scratched my fingers on the sofa, taking a pretty glance at the prince. “Oh, I'm f*****g cumming.” My belly churned in contraction while I stroked my c**t pretty fast. “Ahhh, oh gods please.”

I felt it when I cummed undone into his palms, and then he flung me around and made me sit on the sofa with both legs widened.

My gaze affixed to his face, watching as he crouched closer, his pants loosened and his huge còck sprang out before my very eyes.

I took a soft gulp, breathing rapidly as he penetrated me, his waist slammed against mine while he kissed me deeply.

I melted in his arms as his flesh stretched mine. Each of his thrusts had me longing for more.

Fuck! This man was so sweet. How he banged me recklessly, claiming every inch of me even when I thought he'd discard me.

It wasn't a punishment or I'd be feeling just pain.

He pounded my honey pot so hungrily until I began trembling beneath him.

“Tell me that you love this…” he said, looking me in the eyes.

I clenched my palms as contraction came in again, my whole body giving out and I convulsed under him.

“My prince…” I cried out, hoping that he would give me more. “I love this so much. I want more. Please don't stop…don't…don't stop please.”

I shut my eyes as he thrust deeper into me, and my body quivered under him.

Fuck! Oh gods….I cummed again on his dìck and he wasn't going to stop.