Page 47 of The Dark Elf's Secret Twins

“Cyra,” he pants, and I lean up to kiss him again. He pulls back quickly, though, his eyes scanning my face. “You are all that I want.”

I fist his long hair. “Then prove it to me.”

He smirks. "I like the sound of that."

"Then you're going to like the sound of what I have to say next even more," I say.

"What's that?"

"I want you to fuck me, Lykan."

"Glady," he says, as he leans towards me.

We kiss. It's hungry. Greedy. Feral.

"I want you right now, Cyra," he whispers.

I bite on his lower lip, feeling the blood rush to his face. "I want you too, Lykan. I…I’ve always wanted you."

“Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve been thinking about you.” He picks me up in his arms and carries me through the house while he peppers kisses along my skin. “Your dirty mouth and your hot body and how bad I want you.”

He kicks the door closed behind him and takes me to the edge of his bed, setting me down. “But more than anything, I never stopped thinking about you after you left the theater.” He kneels before me, cupping my jaw. “I missed you every day, Cyra. I wanted you back.”

My heart pounds, my desperation for him only growing. “I waited everyday for you to show up,” I admit. “And even after you broke my heart, I still wanted you, Lykan. I…I don’t know when it happened, but I’ve fallen for you.”

He grins, his thumb running over my bottom lip. “I’m glad to hear it because I fell in love with you a long time ago.” And then his mouth crashes into mine.

He runs his fingers through his hair and pulls, forcing me to lie back on his bed. He grabs both sides of my face and runs his hands down to my shoulders and then my arms. He pulls my robe off of me and tosses it onto the floor.

"You're so gorgeous," he whispers, as he runs his fingers down my stomach.

He tugs at my panties and I slide out of them.

I take him in my hand and then kiss my way down his muscular chest to his half-hard cock. I take it in my mouth, eliciting a slight moan from him. I suck gently for a few minutes, mixing in some tongue action for good measure

I move my head up and down his shaft.

"Oh, Cyra. You're so amazing."

I stop because I see him squirming. I have a hunch that he's about to pop.

I slide myself up his body and kiss him again. He grabs my ass and swings me around so my feet are on the floor. He reaches down and lifts me up so I'm sitting on his hips. He's holding me up with his powerful hands.

I bring my knees up and guide him into me. We both moan as he slides inside of me and then sets me back down on his lap.

We kiss, keeping up a steady rhythm. He flips me around so my back is facing him. He lifts my legs off the floor, holding them with his hands. He's still in me and he's kissing my neck.

I'm in a vulnerable position, like I'm a plaything for him to do whatever he wants with. I like it.

He thrusts into me harder and faster, both of us panting with pleasure. I try to stifle my moans, but the sound still escapes my mouth. He spanks my ass and I cry out, not in pain but in pleasure. He grins and starts to thrust even harder.

I can't take it anymore. I'm moaning loudly now. I can't help it. The pleasure has overtaken me. He holds my legs and I'm as close to him as I can get. I feel like we're just one person. I'm so wet I can feel it running down my legs.

Lykan starts to slow down and I can feel my orgasm building. I begin to cry out, but then he bites my neck and I'm silenced. I'm moaning but I don't make any other noise.

He sits me back down on his lap and then flips me around again. I've got my back to him, so I lean forward and put my hands on his knees.

He spreads my legs apart, holding each of them up by his hands. He's inside of me and I can't move. He's controlling me – just like I like.

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