Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King-Chapter 46: Final Taste

She closed her eyes and swallowed a long moan. Even the lightest touch of the soft fabric of her own clothes against her skin left her body stimulated and aroused.

Her insides shook and Lorelai felt another melting sensation spreading down her inner thighs. She was already so wet and tingly that her next words came out almost like a sob.

"I feel weird... I can't take it anymore... It's too hot down there..."

In one single movement, Rhaegar tore off Lorelai's silk underwear and tossed it on the floor atop his own robe. He then firmly pressed the princess' right thigh with both hands, so that she couldn't move and put his head in between.

"You are right, I have never seen anything like this before."

All of a sudden, Lorelai felt concerned and too self-aware. He said she was not normal, she must have been completely messed up. She wanted to cry again from the new influx of frustration but the king's light chuckle made her widen her eyes in surprise instead.

"In my kingdom, it is normal for women in heat to be like this. But you are human, that is why I am concerned. Nevertheless, I can easily take care of this. Don't worry."

With a desperate nod, Lorelai moved the soft skirt of her dress higher while Rhaegar slowly brought his head lower and lower while she tried to regain her fading consciousness. The princess could feel his hot breath trace down her skin and that subtle but pleasant sensation made her release another moan, which was then followed by a sudden loud exclamation.

"Ah!"

Something hot, wet, and tender rolled over her crotch, and as that movement continued, Lorelai finally understood what was happening––Rhaegar was licking her sensitive area with his tongue.

Swirling around, the king's soft tongue moved slowly in a peculiar pattern as if all he wanted to do was just tease the princess while having a taste of her flesh before moving further.

Panting and moaning, Lorelai was ready to beg him to do more and it was then that he brought his lips closer and sucked on her swollen bump.

In an instant, hundreds of tiny sparks exploded in that very area and the woman's body curled up, her hips instinctively moving forward, closer to Rhaegar's face.

As the pleasure continued to overwhelm her, her thighs began to bounce in frantic movements as if in an attempt to escape those overbearing sensations, but the lycan king put his strong, warm hands on top of them, trapping her underneath his powerful force.

Helpless, Lorelai brought the skirt of her dress to her mouth and bit on the fabric, clutching it tightly with her teeth to prevent herself from screaming. Her neck kept bending backward and at some point, she was afraid that it might break.

The myriad of sensations was far beyond her limit. The feelings of delirium Rhaegar had managed to arouse in her, were bordering with agony she could no longer endure.

The princess started crying, silently praying that all of it would end, but Rhaegar had no intention to stop. His relentless, unforgiving attack continued as he pushed his tongue even farther into her.

In truth, Lorelai was not the one who was delirious.

Being so close to her, enveloped in her overpowering pheromones, Rhaegar was ready to tear her apart. She was pulling him in without even knowing it and no matter how much he tasted her, it was never enough.

The more pleasure she felt, the more relief it brought him.

Thus, savoring her reaction, the man slid his middle finger over the smooth texture of her petals, opened her up, and dug in slowly. His tongue continued to move over her hot, swollen bud as the second finger easily went in as well.

The squelches of the liquid sloshing inside came out as he bent the inserted fingers at a slight angle and slowly moved it around several times. Her wet inner walls clung to him as if to let him know that they had been waiting for it.

A momentary grin flashed across Rhaegar's lips; her body's honest reaction to his actions was adorable.

"No-no! Not the fingers, please!" Lorelai pleaded and the king scoffed. "Why not? Is it not good enough? Should I put in something bigger?"

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The princess groaned, frustrated, while Rhaegar continued to move his fingers, now faster.

"Even though you are wet enough already, I still cannot fit in you. Remember what I told you last time? Everything has its order, princess."

Before she could say something else, Rhaegar's fingers began to move faster. His soft tongue constantly licked and sucked on top, and his hard fingers poked roughly below, without a moment of rest.

Lorelai closed her eyes and grabbed the blanket below her with both hands, digging her nails into its fabric. With her lower body being trapped, her upper body was now completely out of control and she was afraid that if she did not find a way of restraining herself, she might actually get hurt.

As she continued to press her eyelids closed, numerous tiny sparks began to ripple through the darkness while continuous vibrations spread across her body.

Her exposed skin was so hot that it was now glowing, reflecting the gentle silver moonlight seeping through the half-transparent bedroom curtains.

Soon enough, Lorelai could not stand it any longer. Already on the verge of tears, she finally called out to Rhaegar, her voice drowning in the moan that joined her words.

"Ah, Rhaegar..."

Recognizing the familiar plea, the king only moved his fingers deeper inside her, forcing her body to push its limits even more.

Lorelai's head bent backward again and a loud gasp broke out from her red, swollen lips.

Her climax was long, and so strong that it made her mind go completely blank. The sensation that furiously hit her body did not die down easily.

Satisfied with the result, Rhaegar finally pulled his fingers out and leaked them greedily, letting out a sigh of relief as his inner wolf got the final taste.

"Incredible."