His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Fear momentarily p*******d me and I could feel the hair on his legs brush against mine, as he trapped me beneath him, caging me in, his hands on either side of my head.

The crunch of twigs had me look up to see Damian step out of the trees in just a pair of shorts. “Leave us,” the King commanded and my eyes met Damian’s fleetingly before he disappeared within the trees leaving me with the King. His chest rumbled with his growl against my back and he buried his nose in my neck making me whimper. Tears trekked down my cheeks as I tried to claw out from under him only for him to press his chest firmly against my back forcing me to the ground. His teeth nipped my shoulder making me cry out when I tried to move.

“You would dare try to leave me, to leave your King,” he snarled next to my ear, his gravelly voice sending a shiver up my spine. My entire body shook beneath him, his aura slamming down on me, domineering and forcing another whimper to leave my lips. “You’re mine, mine lvy and you will remain with me, I will chain you to my d**n bed if needed,” he growled.

My claws slipped from my fingertips, enraged by his words although petrified at the same time. They dug into the earth and he snarled, nipping my shoulder and making me flinch as he broke my skin.

he flipped me on my back with a swift yank before dropping his weight against my abdomen and legs. Trapping me once again. His aura smashed against me and he roared in my face. “I said submit,” he growled yet his words washed over me, and instead of a whimper, rage came

King, you will submit to me, he snarled, pressing

made his glare harden as his eyes examined my face. He used his nose turning my face, his fur brushing against my face before he snarled “You’re mine,” he shook with rage

punching the ground beside my face. I squeezed my eyes shut but refused to submit like his aura tried to make me, the feeling of it caressing over me

way or another,” he purred and I heard his bones start snapping and rearranging before his warm skin pressed against me. I felt the calling make my skin tingle as he forced

started hitting him and thrashing for him to get off me. He snarled, shoving the calling on me again as I scrambled, kicking my feet and pushing away and out from under him. He snarled, flashing his canines at me and my hand moved with speed I never thought possible and connected with his face. Only after they did

threatening growl that left him made my blood run cold as he slowly turned his face back to look at me. Deep claw marks streaked