Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King

The kiss started as light and gentle, however, this tenderness didn't last long—what followed next was not a kiss, but a clear attempt to devour her. His hot tongue probed her lips open and mercilessly surged inside her mouth.

It was hot and wild. His velvety tongue roughly wandered inside her and every time it left her mouth, it found its way back in, again and again, leaving her no room to breathe. He sucked her lips and did things she didn't know were even possible.

As their tongues intertwined, his hands slid down her body and moved all over her skin. Unlike the rough kiss, his caresses were surprisingly gentle as if he was scared to apply more pressure and hurt her. Perhaps he already knew that the woman inside his arms was still innocent.

When the man finally broke their kiss, his tongue swept over Lorelai's earlobe while one of his hands started to move down. From the hollow of her neck to her protruding collarbones, and finally cupping her heaving breasts.

Lorelai's body stiffened at the foreign touch, she kept forgetting that there were no more clothes to separate her chest from the man's skin. 

All of a sudden, the man withdrew his hand, his dark pupils wandering over her small breasts and the next thing the young woman heard was "That's cute."

She knew that she was not big in size and although the man's hands were more than twice the size of her breasts, he wasn't aversed by that.

On the contrary, he proceeded to touch her eagerly, even more excited by Lorelai's reaction to his playful movements. He trapped the rosy circles of her nipples between his fingers, rubbed them in circles, and pinched them as he pleased.

Suddenly, his mouth moved to the side of her neck and tasted her skin, sliding his tongue over her soft skin.

Lorelai gasped, her lips parting as the dull sense of pleasure made her entire body flinch.

She grabbed his shoulders in an attempt to pull his face away from her neck but instantly gave up because she found herself powerless against the man's enormous strength. 

It didn't take long for her sensitive body to start reacting to the several stimulations the stranger was giving her at once. He only licked and sucked on her neck while touching her breasts but it was already enough to make her feel hot and tingly inside. 

These sensations, however, soon began to bother her. Lorelai didn't know what was considered normal during sex but since she was eager to get it over with quickly, she wanted the man to finally give her what she wanted. 

"Can we..." the princess didn't expect her voice to sound so breathy, if anything, instead of sounding demanding, she sounded rather seductive, "Can we move forward already?"

"Stop whining. I told you––things must be done in an order."

Even caught in such a heated moment, he couldn't help but tease her. 

Lorelai managed to prepare a retort but let it die in her throat for he soon started to suck her flesh hard and stopped only when her skin was stained red. It felt like he was branding her, leaving his marks on her body, claiming her for himself only.

Indeed, tonight, she could only belong to him. 

Overwhelmed by such a powerful stimulation, Lorelai bent her body backward but the man secured his hand on her back, having no intention of letting her escape his touch. 

He then gently teased her nipples with his soft tongue and gnawed with his teeth, causing her a slight pain. The lower part of the woman's body began to throb and the princess tried to suppress it by pulling her legs together but before she could close them, the man's hand dug between her thighs, his voice demanding, "No. Keep them wide open."

A short moan escaped Lorelai's lips, making her instantly close her mouth in embarrassment. She couldn't believe the sound that had just come out of her. His glowing brown eyes stared at her intensely, watching as she slowly succumbed to arousal. Lost in the new sensations, she dug her nails into his shoulders and shut her eyes.

But she couldn't keep them closed for long as just a moment later, she felt the man's hand sliding over her nether part which was still covered by a thin cloth of her underwear. Her body resisted, but the man did not have the slightest intention of letting her go. Instead, thick fingers caressed her from the outside, causing a sharp streak of pleasure to flare up inside her.

The foreign feeling awakened by his touch was both enticing and scary. 

"Slow down!" Despite her earlier determination, now she was hesitant to let him go further. The stranger raised his eyebrows and asked in a rather serious voice, "Do you think I can?"

That scandalous question made her eyes open even wider. 

'Is this a joke to him?'

Lorelai asked herself silently, fixing her sharp glare on his grinning face. She wanted to make him shut his mouth and yet, she was incapable of doing so as her mind kept drifting to the fingers that were relentlessly stroking the top of her thin underwear.

"You can go slow with someone else." The man whispered in her ear, still grinning, "Tonight is about making you feel good, isn't it? Didn't you say you wanted to remember this?"

He tightened his arms around Lorelai's body and as they made contact, his skin felt firm and hot.

The finger that was teasing her covered flesh gradually started to rub harder and faster. Moving his face closer to hers, he once again covered her lips with his and pushed his hot tongue between them, engaging them in yet another passionate kiss. 

From the moment he started his "play", the man watched Lorelai submit to his touch, and as she began to drown in pleasure, soon, her underwear became completely soaked. The damp cloth clung to her folds, tracing its slit.

The princess' thighs started shaking. The soaring heat in her lower region kept fluttering and tingling.

Having enough of that tease, the man swept her underwear aside, revealing to himself the pinkish skin beneath. Then, something hard touched her entrance and made its way inside.

His middle finger dug deep inside her until his palm was almost flat against her crotch. Lorelai felt it all—his finger slowly entering her walls and stirring her up inside.

"Ah…!" Lorelai was startled by that sudden move and pulled her body away, however, the man, disliking her resistance, captured her hips again and pushed his thick finger deeper instead.

"Wait––slow down..!" Her voice turned into a stutter. Wet sounds created by his movements made her feel embarrassed once again. 

Soon, his fingers, which were slipping in and around, started to curl, forcing Lorelai to produce another sequence of muffled moans.

She wanted to ask him to stop but the words refused to leave her mouth. And as if reading her mind, the man only moved faster and rougher. 

Lorelai tried to twist her way from the man's tight grasp and finally met his dark gaze. A deep crease formed between his thick eyebrows as he noticed that the woman's green eyes began to well up with tears. 

"Crying already? We haven't even started yet." 

The amber glow in his narrowed eyes turned his words into a warning.