Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan King

“Now all you need to do is to spread these pretty legs of yours apart, Layla” He instructed, his deep metallic voice echoing round.

“Good girl…” he breathed out. He sucked in such a long deep breath that she felt the sharp flow of air against her lower lips. Oh lord.

When he moved his hand towards her, Layla shut her eyes and looked away in embarrassment.

“Spread your legs more.” Came his commanding voice, causing her eyes to fly wide open before she looked down at him. Though the instruction was something that she could not quite accept mentally, his gaze was so intense that she just automatically obeyed, as if she was being compelled by something in his icy blue eyes.

When she spread her legs a little more, Layla did her best not to look away as he began touching her. His long, agile fingers easily spreading apart her lower lips almost ripped a moan from her mouth. The pleasure of his touch alone could be enough to send her mind reeling, erasing every thought, and once again rendering her incapable of rational thought.

Soon he was gliding his fingers so deliberately slow around her folds. And he even looked like he was thoroughly enjoying his task.

Her legs started to weaken again. The sensation of his fingers was just too much for her to bear. And yet all she could do was stand there and watch him. Watch him do such a supposedly scandalous act that he had somehow made look so hot. Lord… this was getting insane real quick.

The tickling sensation she felt as they shower was pouring when he did all these things to her was something so… so good. It was ever so light, almost like a crisp breeze falling over her sensitive skin. How was there even such a sensation that could be evoked just by using the flow of water from the shower? This was crazy!

Layla wanted to shut her eyes and keep it closed. No, her eyes were already almost fully closed so helplessly due to the pleasure of it all. It was all too much for her.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

But thank goodness because she managed to stop herself before her eyes were completely closed. She could not spread her legs any wider anymore, no matter how much Nolan wanted.

“Please…” the word came out unexpectedly. Her legs were just so weak now that they were trembling until her knees were almost knocking.

“Please… what?” His brows furrowed and he fixed his eyes on her.

“My legs… they’re going to give out.” She whispered to him with her large eyes brimming over with unshed tears. Though she had wanted to say the word, it was not what she was saying ‘please’ for.

“Lean against the wall.” He instructed and she eased herself back slowly. The cold touch of the marble wall behind her created such a contrast to her blazing hot body.

“And drop that hand. I want to see your full face, baby girl.”

Obediently, Layla slowly dropped her hand that was covering her breasts after taking a breath.

“Now shall we continue?” he asked her and Layla once again nodded without hesitation. Almost frantically even.

Her mind was no longer working. She could not think of anything else but for him to get done with pleasuring her and use something else instead.

Her throbbing p**sy wanted his hard dick so badly. How long has it been? She could not even tell anymore. All she knew now was that she needed it or she would die from this overly sweet torture that had gone far too long.

“Yes.” She said when he did not move, thinking that he was waiting for her to speak and not just nod.

A wicked, satisfied smile curved on his lips hearing how she had responded.

Then he lifted his hand again, this time, he increased the pressure In which the water used to flow. When the water jetted out, a moan was torn from her lips. Lord… that was stronger than before. The water’s pressure hit her everywhere, not missing even a single spot.

No… lan” her voice choked a little, coming out in a pleading manner. Now she knows. Now she knew why this was considered as a punishment. He was going to kill her with this. She was under his mercy and he was going to torture her endlessly.

This was sweet torture to Layla.

Something devious danced across his eyes and then his face was an inch before her. “Such a bad and naughty little… ” he trailed off and stuck out his tongue. Without breaking eye contact, he gave her a long, dirty, shocking lick from her ass to her hard nub.

That long and dirty lick sent Layla’s mind and body spiraling into nothing else but focusing solely on her over sensitive nerve endings. She was shocked by his action and how surprising it had felt. Dear lord… how could something so… so dirty and shameful feel so crazily good?

After that rude, infuriating way he had stopped his stimulations from earlier, that almost brought her to her knees, crying in utter frustration, she was quickly whizzed back up to heaven again. Her head was spinning at the sudden change between heaven and hell, from being suddenly deprived to being suddenly fulfilled. Dear Lord… if he were to do this to her a few more times, she did not know if her mind would be able to maintain its sanity!

He already had one of her legs lifted and draped over his shoulder as he took his time licking her inner thighs. Then he started licking around her now hard and sensitive nub, slowly and patiently as though he had all the time in the world.

It did not take long for her to feel the slow build up that his hot skillful, slick, tongue had created. And before long, the showerhead that had brought her so much pleasure from before was totally forgotten. Nothing was making her feel more alive and tingling from every single pore on her body than what he was doing to her right this moment.