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Obliging to her demands, Ronan slamd into her, the sweet mix of pain and pleasure, working in tandem with his powerful thrusts, pushing her up. The bed creaked—an irony because it appeared rather sturdy and strong when they first arrived.
But with the Lycan Alpha’s strength, it wasn’t a wonder.
Ronan hit her in all the right spots, her moans growing louder, her screams rising uncontrollably the harder he thrust inside.
Her raking nails trailed higher on his back until her hand was tangled in his coarse hair, grasping at the roots as his mouth ca crashing down on hers to swallow her sweet, lodious moans.
The Lycan Alpha couldn’t savour enough of her sweetness and the way her body moulded perfectly with his. She was absolutely intoxicating.
He almost didn’t believe that the fates were generous enough to reward him with her.
"Co for , sweetheart," Ronan whispered into her ear. "Co for your Alpha."
Ronan’s simple, heated demand spiralled right through her body and down to her core, and she climaxed hard, her shuddering cry and shriek undoubtedly alerting the entire mansion. Yet she wasn’t even embarrassed because she wanted the Wickans; she so very despised to hear how perfectly her Lycan Alpha claid her.
Her inner walls spasd around him, and her body trembled from its uncontrollable release.
In that mont, Vivian’s mind was whisked away to an unknown scenery, almost as if she were drawn back to the desolate landscapes of the Old World.
There was a wolf, one with shimring white and beautiful fur, mixed with what seed like starlight itself glaring right at her with shining erald eyes.
It was her wolf. Her inner wolf, which had been caged by the Umbrafyre curse all this while.
Vivian reached out to her, but the mory crumbled.
She forced her eyes open, coming back to the mont where she was now—with Ronan. Her white wolf’s face flashed before her, and sothing yearning and painful twisted in her chest.
Ronan stopped moving, his brows narrowing.
"What happened, sweetheart?" Ronan questioned, his jaw right as if he were restraining himself from ravishing her.
Her earlier release caused her inner walls to clamp harder around his length. It was enough to signal the start of the pleasure again.
"Nothing..." Vivian murmured back, grasping tighter at the roots of his hair. "Please don’t stop."
Still not seeming convinced, Ronan dragged his hand along her leg, spreading her open further as he lifted her leg, dropping hot kisses along the calf while he bent her knees back to her chest.
He slamd into her in that position, pushing into her with calculated thrusts that brought stars to her eyes. His other hand grabbed her throat, squeezing gently, and her breath seized, not because of the pressure but because of the orgasm that ca crashing down on her unannounced.
It was so sudden that Vivian’s eyes flew shut, her mind rolling in ecstasy as she ca down from the high.
Ronan muttered sweet words of affection into her ear, shifting his hand from her leg to the spot where they were connected. His hand brushed over her clit, his fingers circling the little bundle, which made her explode again.
Vivian was a shuddering, screaming ss. Her body arched in wild ways as her nails scratched down his back muscles again.
She was breathless and exhausted, and Ronan was yet to co. She opened her eyes to find the Lycan Alpha gazing between their bodies; his determined strokes were proof of his strength.
An unexpected feeling blood inside Vivian—a new, unfamiliar one. It had her promising herself silently that she would always be his. Always. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling Ronan into her, and trapped his mouth into a languid, ssy kiss.
"I think I may fall for you." Vivian humd, unbothered about regrets or rejection.
At this mont, Vivian couldn’t make sense of her own thoughts and conveyed feelings. Yet her inner wolf, which had been buried deep, was the one who stirred such emotions within her.
Ronan ceased moving, his length locked inside her as his predatory, orangish-hued eyes flared and lined with hers. Their gazes remained locked for a while, both of them inhaling the thick, misty air of arousal pheromones that surrounded them.
"Damn...sweetheart..." Ronan exhaled, his grip on the undersides of her thighs tightening. "I think...I may too.
Ronan captured her lips in a searing kiss again, softly and then harder. He sped up his thrusts until his movents beca jerkier, and soon he was convulsing against her, growling with an echo that churned another rush of pleasure through her, the exotic feeling reaching the tips of her toes as they exploded together.
Ronan filled her with his hot seed, their hips continuing to work together as he rode out his release with a guttural roar. He buried his face over her shoulder and muttered a string of pleasurable curses, "Fuck...Fuck...Fuck."
Before Vivian could query why he cursed so much, she felt it.
The base of his shaft, the little bulge just at the edge of her entrance, swelled. It grew and grew along with it. Vivian’s eyes widened as he filled her to the brim, stretching inside and stretching her along with him. She felt the burst of another hot release from his shaft inside her, followed by another, and then one more.
Ronan’s face remained buried in her neck, where his teeth clamped down on the flesh while his knot flared inside her when he didn’t intend for it to.
Vivian’s heart thudded as Ronan didn’t move an inch. He breathed against her, both of them fully aware of what just occurred. He pushed himself up slowly on his elbows while his length kept stretching, making her whimper with a cry as the knot induced a little pain when her muscle struggled to adjust to his length.
His knot was unlike anything she’d ever felt before, and words alone couldn’t explain the untad sensations that crashed over her in waves.
Ronan rubbed a tear from her cheek. "The stretching is over," he reassured her, his breathing ragged. "We just..." He shut his eyes and felt another burst of his release fill her. "Just... for an hour... I promise, you..." Another load and Vivian gasped, a wave of sothing sweet flooding her. "... you’ll be safe."
Ronan seized her lips with his own, groaning as wave after wave of his cum filled her. She closed her eyes, lting into the kiss as the pain drifted away, only leaving the pleasure behind, which made her rock her body softly as she embraced him.
Again, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, their naked bodies sticky from the lovemaking.
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