Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King

Chapter 48: A Starving Heart

Chapter 48: A Starving Heart

Everything was too hot; like an inferno.

Drowning in her pheromones, Rhaegar's body burned with lust as well, every part of him was filled with the heat that could only be satiated by Lorelai.

"More... I need more..."

Lorelai moaned as she, too, finally got a taste of the king's passion. Once the initial shock had passed, the stimulant took over again, and she could not help but desperately plead for Rhaegar to saturate her too.

He willingly obeyed. His large member rubbed all of her insides, moving between her wet, heated walls. She felt like she was going to go insane every time he moved; like there was no spot on or in her body that could ignore his presence inside her.

Continuing his vigorous movements, Rhaegar's hands reached for the princess' swollen chest. His calloused fingers glazed over her porcelain skin, pinching and twisting. Rising and falling, her breasts responded to his touch, inviting him to do more.

Taking note of Lorelai's aroused state, a cunning idea appeared in the lycan's mind. He rubbed both of her breasts simultaneously, adjusting his temp and pressure to make sure it was the same, his hips rocking even faster. @@@@

"Ahhhhh..."

Her lower body tightened along with the thrilling sensation. She could feel Rhaegar inside so intensely that it seemed that her walls clung to him on their own, pulling him in, begging for more.

Savoring her reaction, Rhaegar plunged into the deepest part of her body. He was enjoying it too much. Their rhythms were perfectly harmonized and every time their bodies collided, he felt as if they were about to melt into one another.

With the speed of his movements increasing, Rhaegar began to feel that he was losing his grip on the princess, thus, he let go of her chest, only to reach behind her and hold her buttocks, pulling her closer to him.

Now, there was nothing left between them; Lorelai's upper body was pressed against the king's muscled body, soaking in the heat emanating from his skin. She frantically moaned and cried, her face buried in his shoulder. The thing inside her pulsated and grew, and Rhaegar uttered a deep groan.

Lorelai's body went limp, and Rhaegar hugged her closer. His mind was in pure bliss. He looked down at where they were connected and smiled, his amber eyes glowing in the dark.

Both of them were an utter mess.

The king moved his right hand down to Lorelai's crotch and touched her swollen bud with his fingers, evoking another moan that seemed to have brought her back to her senses. She tried to push his heavy hand away, scared that she was still too sensitive to endure yet another climax.

Lorelai bit her lips hard. She despised him for constantly saying vulgar things to her. Her eyes welled up with tears again, but they were merely the tears of impatience. Her feverish mind was unable to filter out her thoughts and the words slipped out of her mouth uncontrollably.

"Why do you have to... be so cruel all the time..?"

The words were followed by a desperate whimper. Another rain of tears wanted to roll over her cheeks but she swallowed hard, fighting back the urge to cry.

"Don't be cruel to me... Not like everyone else..."

Rhaegar parted his lips but nothing came out. He stared at the princess blankly for a long moment and then muttered quietly.

"I... alright."

This time, his voice sounded tender and kind.

Lorelai lifted her face again and looked into his calm eyes. Unlike before, at that very moment, those amber orbs gazing back at her were void of any sign of sharpness and coldness. It was a refreshing view.

The wind fluttered the curtains, seeping gently into the dark bedroom.

Lorelai closed her eyes and took in the intoxicating smell of Rhaegar's body, feeling its comforting warmth spread within her.

Her heart throbbed. Just like her body, her soul was starving for something so incredibly filling.

"... same for me."

At the sudden sound of his voice, the princess shifted her eyes toward his face again. Rhaegar gently placed her hand on his palm and brought it closer to his nose, slowly inhaling her scent.

Lorelai's heartbeat rang inside her ears. The king scoffed, then slid his hand over her soft hair, moved down to her chin, and caught it between his fingers.

"Kiss me. I want you to kiss me, Lorelai."