My Lycan Demigod

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PRINCE LEANDRO…

She tried to hold her moans for a long time, not until her climax reached. Her moans echoed in the room while I ate up her juices hungrily.

If I were ever told I would be tied and be soft to someone, I wouldn't believe it. The way I yearned for her body, to the extent of being scared I wouldn't get it one day when I would need it—that was incredible.

It was as though I was cursed to die in her. The way her body sate my lycan and made me full was beyond words could tell. I had not longed for someone this much, to the extent of being scared of losing them.

She grabbed my hair, panting while her legs trembled and my tongue pressed on her throbbing c**t. I raised my face and my eyes locked with hers. She seemed to be out of breath from how sweat concealed her.

“My Prince…” she blinked and took a soft gulp. “Please…please…”

It wasn't a punishment.

“Don't stop.”

I almost choked up in laughter at her last two words, because I wasn't done with her yet. I made sure not to let go of her gaze, until her lips gaped to my thrust.

My hardness made way deeper into her hole, satisfying, serene….while she gripped the bed sheet, groaning in pleasure.

She tried to close her eyes but I slammed my palm on her thigh…

“Don't stop staring at my face,” I growled at her and she nodded. “You f*****g gotta moan and stop swallowing it.”

With a nod, she gasped for air, “Yes, I won't close my eyes.”

I penetrated her with every length of my còck, banging harder with my utmost strength. She was slippery, each move into her was concealed from my desire for her.

I reached her lips and suckled it softly, her arms around my neck. My breath against her skin was smooth and serene, my palm held onto her neck while I rode harder and increased the pace into her.

She tightened her arms around me, quivering, her cries so loud one would think she was dying, “I'm cumming please. Oh f**k, yeah yeah….”

I gritted my teeth, riding faster with great pace, my flesh slammed against hers. Each of my thrusts came with a satisfying groan, my hip motioned with utmost vigor against hers.

“Oh my Prince, oh f*****g yes…that way…I love it so much, please.”

What a f*****g confession. Hearing all those made me not want to stop at all.

I pulled outta her and made her lie by her side, comfortably, while I lay behind her. I adjusted her legs a bit and then slid my shaft into her damp hole.

“Agghh, gods.” she squeezed the fabric she held and widened her eyes. “My c**t is gonna fall off.”

“I'll put it back for you.” I didn't wait but responded while slamming hard against her flesh. While I dug deeper into her, I made my way with my fingers on her c**t, stroking it consistently following the pace of my thrust into her. “I'm not f*****g cumming so soon. Are you sure you can stand this?”

She nodded firmly. “Yeah. I don't want you to stop, I swear.”

What the f**k!

Having her relish me that way made me unable to stop craving her. Just staring at her face made me want to devour her raw.

I pounded hard into her wetness, continuously, raw, with utmost strength.

“Not so soon. I can't f*****g c*m now…” she cried and gnashed her teeth. “Oh, yes…I love this, I love this so much.”

I made sure my còck was so deep into her that my dickball slammed against her flesh. The feeling was top-notch.

While she cried with that tiny voice, the lycan in me groaned meticulously.

I knelt while she still lay at her side, holding her right leg with her hand while thrusting continuously with no plans of stopping.

Fuck! She was so sweet. No man would go deep into her and would want to stop at all. The way she secreted those juices that had concealed my còck, her cries of pleasure for more.

She stared at my face, her fingers tightened on the bed sheet, “My Prince, I love you…I love you so much, I mean it.”

I scoffed, slamming my flesh against hers while still flicking her throbbing and swollen c**t.

Not done, I made her kneel, submitting her back. I was getting done and would certainly climax this time even though I didn't want to, because she looked tired even though her hormones were betraying her.

I dipped my fingers into her waist and penetrated her from behind, half-length of my dìck into her dampness.

“Oh yes, it's deep. I love it.” she shoved her hair to the side and glanced at me. “It feels so good.”

I noticed she was stroking her c**t, but I was bent on claiming her again and again.

As satisfying groans left my throat, I shut my eyes, digging deeper into her. I didn't take in every inch of my còck, but the length I had in her was controlling enough.

I slammed her butt softly, pressed it and she moaned softly. I continued that way, biting my lower lip like it owed me. I stretched my hands towards her breast and grabbed it, fondling it while f*****g the heck outta her pùssy.

“My prince, oh yes…please don't stop taking me. Please….”

The lycan in me almost crawled out. I grunted in pleasure as my peak was near. My pace increased and I couldn't help but keep licking my lips.

Each move into her felt like heaven on earth. I shut my eyes, thrusting continuously, until I couldn't help but go faster…

“Oh yes, oh f**k…oh please…” she cried while I increased the pace. “Ahh, this was hot. Oh gods I love this so much.”

My head tilted back as my semen swam into her. I cherished the feeling, rubbing my palms on her butt.

“My prince…”

Tiredness hit me like a blow and I slowly pulled outta her. I lay back on the bed and signaled her to do the same.

She crawled into my arms like a baby and I covered us with a duvet.

With time, we fell asleep.

…

I woke up with fur all over my body. At first, I was scared my lycan was mad at me, but I sensed how it chuffed in happiness.

My eyes went straight to her, gazing at her beautiful face as she slept calmly. That was when reality began hitting my mind again…

What could have made such a beautiful woman disguise herself as a male all through? She could make so much money with her beauty, yet she preferred to live as a man? Something must have triggered it, and I hoped to find out soon.

She looked so much like Jeyne, there was no difference between them. If only she were the one, I would be the happiest.

But Jeyne must have rotted so much that her bones wouldn't even be found again.

I pulled up the duvet and had a look at her nude lying peacefully on the bed. What kinda shape was hidden behind the robes? She had a nice curve, with succulent boobs. I really caught a huge fish, and I don't think of letting her go.

I caressed my palm on his cheek and kissed her there, that was when I recalled the statement she had made while climaxing…

‘She can't dare. She shouldn't dare.’ I thought to myself. ‘Having her doesn't give her the guts to do that, or I would do what I know how to do to her regardless that she looked like Jeyne.’ I said to myself again.

How would she love me? She wouldn't dare do that…

‘It was all out of sweetness. No one in their right senses would love a man who's almost a demon. And between, I do not need such a thing from anyone—not even her. If she didn't always sate my lycan and kyrennei, I would have no reason to have her lie here.’

I took a deep gulp and began getting out of bed.

It took me a few minutes to freshen up and get dressed again, and as my eyes landed on her, my lips parted into a wide smile.

‘She better not mean what she said earlier. Apart from the satisfaction she gives me, she's nothing but my eunuch, and I'd rather unalive her than let those f*****g feelings crawl in me. I do not need a mate, nor do I have time for such feelings…so it would be better if she knows her boundary.’

I released a deep breath and began leaving the bedroom.