Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Unparalleled Experience _ 1

[Donald’s Perspective]

I saw the loving look Margaret gave . I felt like I was going to lose control completely over her.

“Okay, I’ll let you hold . Don’t move,” I said hoarsely.

I put my hands on Margaret’s hips and lifted her straight off the bed. I rolled over so that Margaret was sitting on top of and pressed her head against my chest. I didn’t leave her body the entire ti. I felt her insides contract because of the change in position. It sucked at like a greedy little mouth. It was aweso.

“Now, you can hold .”

I placed my hand on the back of her head and stroked her soft hair. My lower body kept moving upward. This position allowed to enter deeper. Her full buttocks were surrounded by the root of my organ, and her smooth skin was warm.

Every thrust of my body brought her high or low moans. I could feel her delicious breath on my chest. I wantonly kneaded the two pieces of buttocks under my hands, pulling them apart or pushing them together. If I looked down, I could see the different reactions on Margaret’s face. I could not think of anything in the world that would make happier at this mont.

“Do you like it? Do you like it like this?”

“Ah~ I like.”

“Like who?”

“Like you, Donald. Ah, Donald.”

I stabbed upwards even more fiercely. Margaret’s body was wet and slippery inside. She was also constantly secreting fluid because of her emotions. Our entire intercourse areas were wet from all kinds of fluids. It was as if she was born to accommodate . When I entered, there was no obstruction. When I left, she would ask to stay.

Every ti I thought I’d reached the end of her body, there was more honey in there for to unearth the next ti. She was like a treasure that would never dry up.

I tilted my head, wanting to kiss Margaret. She propped herself up a little, and I kissed her lips. She was as delicate as a blooming rose, and I didn’t even dare to use too much strength, afraid that I would shatter her. Her body kept trembling because of our movents, and her lips kept rubbing against mine. I pressed her head down and focused on kissing her.

We looked at each other, love swirling in our eyes.

My fingers reached down to touch the part of her that I’d made love to. It was soft and smooth. I couldn’t help circling and lingering there. Margaret struggled slightly, and I pressed her down hard.

“Why are you moving? Don’t you like it?”

I felt her sucking harder inside and asked deliberately.

“I… Ah, it tickles.”

“Tickles? Where?” My fingers pushed restlessly at the mating area. “In here?”

‘Ah, don’t, don’t do that, Donald.’

Margaret looked scared. She looked really scared that I was going to put my fingers in it again. Although I felt that there was still room for negotiation, I gave up.

“Don’t be afraid,” I said, kissing her face. “I’ll help you in other ways. You’ll like it, okay?”

I saw the blank look on Margaret’s face. I put my hands on her hips, lifted them a little, and coaxed, “Here, relax.”

I felt Margaret obediently relax her grip and I released the hands that held her. I only rested them weakly on either side of her.

“Ah!” Margaret scread and moaned. I felt her body pressed tightly against my abdon from gravity. I went in deeper and felt better than before. I sat up with Margaret in my arms. It was easier for to move. I kept lifting her and putting her down. Every ti was an incomparable experience.

I heard her moans getting higher and her inside getting tighter. I kept speeding up my movents and kissed her face and her lips like a lunatic. I felt a tightening inside her and a warmth surged out. I pressed myself against the depths of her body and ejaculated.

Both of us were panting from the orgasm.

This was too damn satisfying.

I stroked Margaret’s sweat-soaked hair lovingly and couldn’t help kissing her.

‘You were wonderful, darling. You were wonderful.’

Margaret lay back on her pillows. She looked at sideways and smiled at .

I lay on my side beside her and couldn’t help but trace her body with my fingers to the place where I had just co in and out. Even though I had co so intensely just now, her area was still so smooth and soft and tight. It could clearly receive sothing so big, but now I could feel the extrely tight feeling even when I probed with just one finger.

“Do it again?”

I pressed my forehead against hers.

She pursed her lips and looked at without answering. But I felt it getting wet and slippery under my fingers again. I knew it wasn’t rejection. I could feel my guy starting to stir again.