Page 13 of Lycan

I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to fall asleep with how on edge I felt, but it was awfully comfortable against him . . .

Such sweet,delicious bliss awoke me. Lust licked up my spine, setting me aflame. Everything in my core clenched for something to hold onto.

The hardness pushing against my butt flared my desire more. I ground back, needing more pressure to get rid of this agony gnawing at my senses. A solid arm crossed my chest in a diagonal, and I hugged it to my chest, sinking my fingers into the silky fur. Awareness crept to the forefront, but my body felt too good. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, riding the wave of lust.

Since my body felt weightless, I hugged Fenrir’s arm like he could anchor me. A low whine vibrated in my ear and his gyration shoved his large cock against my back. Damp material clung to my spine and backside.

I didn’t care because this felt so damn good. I moaned, grinding against the bulge. My clit pulsed, desperately needing relief. Sliding my hand downward, I delved under my dress, shoving my fingers against the throbbing pulse of my sex.

I gasped, jerking from the touch of my fingers. Fenrir’s claws flexed and one of his sharp talons pierced the front of my dress. Fenrir’s arm stiffened and then clenched me tighter to him.His cock twitched against my spine and the damp sensation intensified.

Suddenly, he flattened me onto my back and leaned over me, his muzzle hovering over my face. I panted, staring into his glowing eyes.

The heavy weight of his cock settled on my stomach and twitched. One of my hands was still between my legs so his wet shaft pressed against the length of my forearm. I ground my palm against my sex. Electricity spiraled through my limbs, wrenching a cry free.

His glowing eyes flared bright, then he tore my dress straight down the middle. Even the yank of my dress enflamed my desire. His eyes fell over my breasts and the glow flared. I looked down to see my brown nipples puckered.

His head cocked. I breathed so hard my chest moved up and down in a disjointed movement. Slowly, oh so slowly, he lowered, and his tongue lashed across the tip.

My spine arched off the grass.

“That feels so good,” I half whimpered. His eyes flashed brilliantly, even the strands of fur intertwined with his dark fur. Then he repeated the lick. His cock twitched against my bare belly, spilling a little bit of glowing cum across my skin.

He nibbled the tip of my breast and I moaned. My weak arms slid to my sides. It took everything in me not to grab onto his antlers.

“Yes,” I breathed. “More. Please. Yes.”

“I will claim you.” He jerked my hips up and toward him. He was about to turn me onto my knees.

“Wait,” I cried out, bunching the fur at his chest.

He snarled and his eyes drained of all light, leaving nothing more than a shadowed figure looming above me. I froze and struggled to breathe.

“Fenrir?” I whispered.

“Mine.” His claws spanned my hip and he forced me down. The wet tip pressed against my core, even just the tip felt too wide to enter.

“W-wai—.” He plunged forward. I screamed, my head falling back. Tears flooded my eyes, trickling from the corners.

A pleased grumble vibrated his chest.

“More. Take more.” He snarled, thumping his claws into the compact ground next to my head. Agony flared at my sex. Burning agony. I whimpered from the pain, shifting to try to relieve some of the pressure.

“You have to wait.” I panted, tears welling.

The orange glow returned to his eyes and he cocked his head, slightly drawing his head back.

“Why do you leak again?”

He leaned down and his warm tongue swiped across my cheeks and temples in an oddly soothing motion. While he cleaned my face, I worked to relax my tensed legs. He was so big, how was he even halfway inside me?

My pussy fluttered around his cock, and I exhaled slowly. His tongue slid across my collarbone. Oh, that felt really good. My shoulders relaxed from their position near my ears. He licked me again, coaxing a moan from my throat. Heat built in my core and my channel throbbed around him. That felt really good too. I gasped as lust speared through my gut. Desperation to move gripped my hips, so I did.

He groaned and the unrestrained, wild noise caused a throb through my core. He made me so wet. He curved his body, keeping himself sheathed inside me, and with a bow of his head, his tongue flicked down to graze my nipples again.

I moved my hips in a circle again, wanting more of him. His cock stretched me until the top of his shaft pressed against my clit. Fenrir grunted and thrust forward again. This time, therewas no resistance and although there was a pinch, his cock and my sex were so wet that it made the glide seamless.

His tip nudged so deep it stole my breath, but he continued to push the rounded curve at the base of his cock inside me until he was fully seated inside me.

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