Page 163 of A Mysterious Slave for the Lycan Prince

FinnandIgetone of the bigger guestrooms. None of us wanted to sleep in the old alpha’s or beta’s suite. The twins and Marcel even volunteered to stay at their camp instead and leave the pack house to the others. Seems like Henry is secretly a camping nerd; at least, that’s what Anthony called him. Until now, I didn’t even know that was a thing.

Ludovica has gone above and beyond to provide everyone with a delicious dinner. I know she used supplies that were usually forbidden, but with Colton gone, she can finally cook how she wants.

I spent almost an hour in the bathtub while Finn took a ten-minute shower. I feel so relaxed and warmed up again, wrapping a towel around my figure and padding out of the adjacent bathroom towards my mate.

“Finn,” I sigh, stretching my tired limbs. “This feels—”

I don’t get to finish my sentence as Finn is suddenly right in front of me, one of his hands on the small of my back, the other at the back of my head, pulling me into a heated kiss. “I’ve been waiting for this all day,” he mutters against my lips.

“You should have said so. I would have hurried with my bath.” I smirk.

His eyes darken slightly like every time I tease him. He moves back, tugging my towel down and lifting me into his arms. I wrap my legs around him until he reaches the bed and drops me down on my back.

He kisses my neck, instantly moving downwards and leaving a wet trail with his tongue. He only stops briefly to pay some attention to my nipples. I know it’s only been two days since we’ve been intimate, but it feels like forever.

I gasp when I feel Finn’s piercing gaze over the sensitive skin of my inner thighs before he goes right for his destination, his tongue circling my clit. Goddess, I need more. “Finn!” I beg. “More, please!”

He flashes me a smirk before he dives right in, his tongue brushing over my clit and folds. He varies the pressure of his tongue, sometimes only using his tip, sometimes the whole tongue, and it’s driving me crazy. Where the fuck did he learn this?

He runs his fingers over my thighs before he puts one of my legs over his shoulders to spread me open. One of his hands grips my waist while the other works its way toward my core. I gasp when I can feel him moving a finger inside me. He starts softly, curling his finger and moving it excruciatingly slowly. When he adds another finger, I moan my approval, trying to spur him on to go faster. He obliges, scissoring his fingers and curling them slightly until he hits a spot inside me that makes me arch my back.

“There.” I breathe out. “It feels so good.”

Finn’s lips curl into a smile against my skin. He continues his ministrations against my clit now, using his piercing for further stimulation while his fingers fuck me relentlessly.

“Finn, I’m going to cum!”

“Then cum,” he says, his eyes looking up. They are dark and full of want.

“I want to cum with you inside me!” I breathe out. “Fuck me, Finn.”

“Fuck,” he curses, his eyes flashing again. He moves away, grabbing me by my legs and using his strength to flip me onto my stomach in seconds. He yanks my hips up while he settles between my legs.

“Yes,” I spur him on. “Take me.”

I don’t need to ask him twice. He lunges into me with a hunger I didn’t know he possessed, making me gasp. Goddess, I love him being sweet, but I also love him rough. He brushes my hair to the side, his hand moving over my back, pressing me further down into the mattress while he fucks me relentlessly. I can feel his cock inside me, stretching me almost painfully wide, but it feels so good. I can only ask him for more. His hips snap forward mercilessly, before he controls his movements more, pulling out of me almost completely before lunging inside me again. He repeats the same motion, making me moan every time he plunges into me.

“You’re so hot Freya.” He breathes out. “Scream for me.”

“Make me scream,” I beg, not sure what’s coming over me, but I’m beyond feeling embarrassed.

Finn growls and lets go of my back. He smacks my ass, making me gasp and moan at the sensation.

“Again,” I beg.

He obliges, slapping my ass again. His hand is strong and heavy, probably leaving a handprint where he just smacked me, but it sends a tingling sensation down into my core, making me moan. He smacks me again before he suddenly pulls me upwards against his chest, one of his hands moving between my legs to rub my clit, the other moving around my neck, tilting it to the side a bit before he bites down on my marking spot again.

I scream his name while I feel my orgasm suddenly ripping through me harder than ever before. I almost feel myself losing consciousness, and I’m glad that Finn has his arms around me to keep me upright while he finds his own release.

Then he lets go, and we both plop down on the mattress. “Fuck babe,” Finn groans. “That was fantastic.”

I wiggle closer to him, ignoring the slight ache I’m feeling, and wrap my arms around his chest. “Someone learned some new techniques,” I mutter.

He grins and kisses the top of my head. “I may or may not have researched some things.” He looks at me curiously. “Which one did you like more? I need feedback, babe. The way I licked you today or how we did it the other time?”

I remember the last time he used his tongue inside me, while today, he kept his lips on my clit, and only used his fingers. “Both were great. But today drove me crazy,” I say without having to think twice. In the heat of the moment, I didn’t mind the feel of his tongue inside me, but it did feel a bit weird and wet. Today, though, was just amazing. I tell him my reasons, almost scared he will be upset, but he just beams at me.

“Awesome, thanks for telling me.” He grins happily. “I want you to enjoy sex with me. It’s not supposed to be a chore. So, tell me what you like!”

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