The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

Chapter 0169

"Did you disobey me? Did you come?" I'm panting so hard, I can barely answer.

"No. No. I promise."

He doesn't believe me.

With a growl, he pushes me onto my back on the bed and kneels over me, flattening one hand over my sternum and pressing down so I'm pinned.

The other hand he slides between my legs. He hisses when he finds me soaking wet and ready for him.

He thrusts a finger inside me, shushing me when I groan.

"Place your arms over your head and spread your legs." Shivering, I lift my arms over my head and rest my clasped hands against the bed. Then I spread my thighs and bite my bottom lip, praying I'll be strong enough to take whatever he's about to give me.

He's still for a moment, watching my face with avid eyes, that finger sunk deep inside me waiting for the rhythmic clench of orgasm. I'm almost there-almost-and if he moves his finger at all, I'll tip over the edge and start fucking his hand desperately as my climax rips through me.

He slides the hand pressed against my sternum over to one breast and fondles it for a moment before he pinches the hard nipple. Pleasure ripples through my body in waves that head straight down between my legs. Though I'm unable to control the way my thighs quiver and my back arches from the bed, I remain silent, breathing shallowly through my nose.

Between his legs, his erection stares straight at me, glistened with my saliva, the crown flushed red. The shaft is thick, taut, and mapped with veins.

cold towards me today, I want it. I need it. I need him to impale me on it and fuck me senseless as he

stops and looks at

me up by the arms with him. "Get on all fours." I squint at him. His

on all fours. He's about to fuck me from behind. I can feel his hot, stiff erection poking against my stinging

He rubs my pussy lips, spreading the wetness all over. When his

down my pussy and I

he says darkly. I turn my face

cushion when he holds

+15 BONUS

I cry out, shuddering.

as he shoves his dick

leaves me breathless, my eyes watering. He doesn't move his hips again, he simply lies on top

the bridge of my nose. Trembling, full of him and chaotic emotion, I whisper brokenly, "Reagan." He groans. "Please fuck

back into my pussy with a sharp snap

thrusting harder, then

with delicious friction against the coarse fabric of the sofa with every thrust, so I beg him to keep going, canting my hips

my wrists, he grabs my hip in one hand and pushes against the sofa

hips in both hands as he kneels behind me. Then he fucks me hard and deep, driving into