Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 33

"Colette"

My body hums and my stomach is full of butterflies as Merikh kisses me, his body pressing into me from above as I snake my hands up his neck and into his hair. Our tongues tangle in a glorious battle for the control we both lack. I have wanted more from him, all of him for what feels like so damn long, and now that I am getting more from him. I fear I may die if I don't get every piece..

His hand roams to my waistline, teasing the hem of my top with his thumb before it slips under and his palm slides up my skin, teasing the bottom of my bralette. I roll my hips, trying to encourage him, making him touch me more, explore more. He smiles against my lips, and I break away, pressing my head back and looking up at him, making sure he is here, that he isn't going to tear away from me.

"I'm not going anywhere," he whispers, his lips finding my ear lobe before he kisses my neck, slowly peppering my skin with his lips. His thumb slips under my bra, brushing over my sensitive skin, and I shiver under his touch, my eyes closing as I

gasp.

eas

His weight shifts and his body moves from me as he goes up on his knees and reaches down, tugging my shirt up. I arch my back, giving him the wiggle room as he pulls it up over my head. Merikh bites his lip, his green eyes flickering with hints of black as he drinks me in and as if moving in slow motion he reaches for his shirt and shucks it off in one fell swoop.

His hands fan out over my stomach, feeling my skin as he moves them up, and then he lifts the base of my bralette and shimmies it up over my head. He twists it tight, capturing my wrists as my eyes grow wide in shock and he presses them into the bed above my head.

"Better than I could have ever imagined." He groans. His words make me feel sexy and wanted for the first time in my life, and I smile, happy to have pleased him.

Then he leans down, his mouth at my throat as me nips and kisses down to my collarbone before moving to my right breast. He captures me in pleasure with his warm mouth, drawing out a moan while his other hand holds my arms still. He moves his legs one at a time between my thighs without so much as a releasing me from his glorious onslaught of torture to my body

"Marikh," I whine, needing something more, anything more than this..

He chuckles, releasing me and moving to my other breast again, making me whimper as I roll my hips, looking for him. F need the friction to satiate the burning growing between my legs where I know I need him. Too many times he has started something and then pulled away and that fear is heavy in my stomach,

"Mmm?" he hums, the vibration from his voice making my mouth fall open with a needy cry for more.

"I want to touch you." I murmur, my eyes closed, my body shivering with need.

stomach, his back as it flexes while he explores me. I want to explore him. Hell, I need to learn. every sound I can elicit from him. He moves from my body, his lips finding mine as he presses down on me, untwisting my bralette from my hands and like a magnet I find his bare back, my hands running along him committing to memory every groove of muscle, every dip where he flexes and strains to hold

way, my first.. everything. I slip my hands down his back, dragging them around to the front of his pants.

me exactly what will happen if I don't stop. There is a glint of danger in his eyes, a feral side of him I want

belt buckle and slide it out, tossing it to the side. His lips twitch, a flurry of excitement taking over his

He slides them down his legs and 1 bite back a moan when he stands, completely

take hold of him as he shivers in my grip. Then I slide my hand down, quick and gently, before doing it again, faster and reach out, playing

in his grip.

for. He licks his

my little luna." He growls. My heart soars at the knowledge he has dreamed of this moment like I have. Merikh then leans over me,

over me and my nerve endings explode, my mouth falling open in surprise as he chuckles and does it again. My body jolts

want you," I

tuts, shaking

don't want to hurt you. I have done so much of that already." he presses his lips to mine, his fingers moving in a pattern, more

moans as I buck and writhe against him, looking for more as my body craves something while simultaneously feeling like I can't handle a single moment

him

P-p-please.I am

hand, rising onto his knees with a pleased grin on his lips. Then he grips my hips and drags my ass flush to him. When he leans down, his full erection presses against my swollen and throbbing middle, and I can feel his blood pulsing through it. He

settles back a little, moving over me and lining us up as he presses his elbows to the side of me and kisses my lips. When he pulls back, his eyes meet mine and I feel him pressing at my entrance. I

wince as he tears away from my lips, worry dotting his brow. My hands fly out in a panic, fearing

no, no! I am fine."

relishing every second, trying to be sure I remember this moment. Once I feel his pelvis pressed to mine, he waits for a moment, then he draws back and slowly he does it

faster, a little harder, and I roll my hips, meeting his every thrust. He

my breathing. My body feels like it is spiraling out of control as I dig my nails into his back, need him closer, needing something more. He pulls back, his hips

body convulsing against him as warmth fills me from within and I cry out. He rubs me, making me feel everything with more

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حسم