You Are Mine (The Lycans 2)

“I can’t wait any longer,” he said in a voice I didn’t recognize as human. That’s because it’s his wolf speaking to me right now.

I licked my lips and nodded. “I need you now.” I felt his body tense, felt his hips rise. I’d felt him doing that when he’d been eating me out, aroused by the fact that he’d been so stimulated he’d been dry humping the air to find some kind of relief.

My Lycan mate needed to mate me, and he was going to do that now.

It would be rough. It would be fast. And it would be animalistic.

And I've never wanted anything more.

Luca helped me off him, and despite his massive size and near wolf-shifted state, he was so very gentle with me.

I found my legs were like pudding, unable to support my weight, and so I stayed seated on the soft forest ground and watched as he stood to his towering height. My head was tipped back as I let my eyes roam up his length. So much masculinity. So much hard muscle.

And there was no denying he was ready for me. More than ready.

His cock was that familiar massive thickness I’d felt since leaving my room and meeting him for the first time in the forest. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

I trailed my gaze up his abdomen, taking note of the rolling hills and slabs of muscle, the defined upper chest, and the tiny hard male tips of his nipples.

He was... magnificent. And all mine.

I stared into his eyes, and my breath caught at the glowing color of his wolf watching me. Being a hybrid, both my Lycan and vampire sides were forever dormant in the sense I couldn’t shift, didn’t have the strength of either side. But as I stared into Luca’s eyes, I found them wildly beautiful.

I found him insanely attractive.

“I’ll try to go slow. To be gentle.” I could tell he spoke to himself, as if trying to remind himself that he needed to take it slow for me.

I wanted to tell him that I wanted the Luca I’d sampled that was uninhibited. The raw, savage brute of a male who took what he wanted without any apologies.

I swallowed but didn’t move. I was bared for him, naked in front of a male for the first time in my life. I was highly aware of my body’s reaction to Luca.

Pebbled nipples. Flushed skin. Wet pussy. My clit throbbed in time with my pulse, and despite the two orgasms he’d given me, I felt feverish, like I’d never experienced them before.

This all seemed dreamlike. The sounds he made were all wolf, ones I wanted echoed in my ears as he plunged in and out of me.

He was larger than life, and I let myself fully take in the male fate had given me.

“You’re so... big.”

So. Big.

“I know,” he growled, and I found that so arousing, his male arrogance.

I couldn’t take my eyes off his erection. Pre-cum dotted the tip, and he ran his palm over the crest, smearing it around and using it as lube.

“Give yourself to me,” he said in a very authoritative, demanding tone, one that had every female part of me waking up in anticipation.

I licked my suddenly dry lips, wondering if he could see my heart beating against my ribs. It certainly felt like it would burst through my chest. But I didn’t disobey him.

Because I didn’t want to.

He might be my dominating Lycan mate, but there was no denying that I held a hell of a lot of power where he was concerned. I could see it in the way he stared at me, the way he touched me. I knew he would do anything for me. And that had this surge of feminine appreciation washing through me.

When I was lying fully back on the grass, I felt my own inner wolf rising up. It wasn’t what a full-blooded Lycan would experience, but I felt her stir, moving within me slowly, loving that our mate was taking control.

And it was because of my wolf side I knew what to do, a ritualistic, animalistic act that happened between mates. My wolf urged—demanded—nudged me to do what I needed to do, to bind Luca and me together in the way of our kind.

And so I adjusted myself so I was on my hands and knees, spread my legs as wide as they could go, and looked over my shoulder at him, presenting myself.

He growled, and I watched as his cock jerked, a mighty sight that had my pussy clenching, needing to be filled. Pre-cum was a constant at the tip, so much so that it started to drip onto the forest floor.

All spread out for him... I felt like I was his very own offering.

I once again took in the sheer size of his dick. I couldn’t help but think how much he’d stretch and fill me up. The pain would be absolute, but I knew the pleasure would far outweigh that.