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Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King-Chapter 72: Perfect
Chapter 72: Perfect
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Lorelai flinched as his breath tickled her more and grabbed Rhaegar's arms to steady herself. She had completely forgotten about his opened wound and only withdrew her hand once she felt his blood moistening her palm.
"Oh no! I am sorry! Did it hurt?"
Rhaegar smiled; he didn't seem to care about his wound. Instead, he moved his hands all over her body, caressing and pinching her thin, porcelain skin. Then, with a swift movement of his left hand, he pulled the white silk ribbon that held the princess' hair in a loose bun, and watched it fall over her shoulders and down her back, its warm scent enveloping him like an invisible perfumed veil.
Lorelai frowned slightly, not happy about the king's carelessness. "Is it really alright to ignore your current condition like this?"
"There is another condition that keeps bothering me. That one, I really cannot ignore."
Feigning innocence, the princess lightly touched his forearm again, noticing how the man's muscles kept twitching even from the slightest touch. "It hurts, I can tell."
"It does hurt," suddenly, Rhaegar agreed with a nod, and Lorelai's eyes filled with worry again. "Let me call for Marianna! She will keep her mouth shut, I promise, but she can treat you properly!"
"No, it's not that," the man laughed with a throaty scoff. Then, he grabbed Lorelai by the waist again and moved her hips away from his stomach. At that moment, something large, warm, and firm touched her stomach from underneath. She could feel the solid outline of his manhood and instantly froze.
"This hurts really badly," he whispered.
The princess found herself completely stunned again.
She did not know what to do with herself while Rhaegar licked her earlobe and whispered seductively, "I need this treated urgently. And I want you to be the one to do it."
"Goodness... You just have to keep saying all these things..."
Rhaegar laughed again, now softer, enjoying the princess' adorable blush. Then, he gently caressed her hot cheeks with the back of his hand as he whispered, "Touch me. You said you wanted to help... so touch me. Please."
This time, his request sounded more like a plea, and yet, Lorelai instantly regretted offering her help. She wanted to take it all back, but at the same time, she really didn't.
While she was preoccupied with her internal turmoil, Rhaegar's erection touched he belly again, jolting her out of her trance. His throbbing heat was too tempting and Lorelai could not help but lose her mind.
As if guided by a mysterious spell, the princess climbed off the man's thighs and spread them apart, positioning herself between his legs. She reached her trembling hand forward and slowly moved it over his hip.
She felt his legs twitch slightly as she touched him and although she, too, enjoyed his subtle reactions, Lorelai tried to remind herself that she was doing this only to help him. She was still scared to get carried away once again.
As her hand finally reached the top of his thigh, her big green eyes paused, gliding over his excited organ. She hesitated again, unsure of how to start, trapped in the tight shell of her embarrassment.
It still felt somewhat intimidating.
Lorelai had already experienced him inside her several times before, but tonight was the first time she had simply touched him as he let her take the lead.
Still remaining motionless, the princess kept staring at Rhaegar's manhood, her heartbeat quickening. Long, hard, beautiful. It was simply perfect. And she would make sure to remember it for as long as possible.
Already dripping at its tip, the king's erection seemed to throb and increase in size the more she looked at him. She watched it lengthen until it reached his chiseled abdomen.
'It keeps surprising me every single time... I guess it's even worse tonight...'
Suddenly, Rhaegar's voice made her lift her face and look up at him again.
"The greedy look in your big eyes makes me wonder what is happening inside your head right now."
"..."
Still looking into his sharp amber eyes, Lorelai swallowed hard and finally touched his length with her fingertips. She wrapped her thin fingers around its tip, feeling its warmth spreading all over her small hand.
It seemed too large to hold in one hand, thus, she wrapped another one around as well, feeling her anxiety levels rising.
'What do I do now?' The princess felt lost, quietly raising her eyebrows at Rhaegar, requesting his guidance.
He was staring down at her, studying her every movement and expression.
"Move your hands up and down, slowly."
Lorelai nodded and gently brushed her fingers down his manhood.
This simple movement made her body suddenly grow hot. She lowered her head to hide her blush and closed her eyes, ashamed of her own actions.
Unfortunately, it seemed that Rhaegar only wanted her to feel even more embarrassed.
"Haa..."
He sighed, the heavy and low noises turned the princess' ears red. As if struggling to control himself, the king grabbed Lorelai's butt, slapping it several times, whispering her name like a prayer.
"Lorelai... ugh..."
Every time he said her name, the princess felt something twist inside her. A tingling sensation gripped her, stirring her insides. The man's behavior awakened strange hidden desires within her.
Letting out a quiet groan, Rhaegar slowly raised his head and Lorelai opened her eyes. When their gazes met, she could no longer help herself. She moved forward, trapping his hot lips with hers.
The king pressed her mouth against his and bit her lower lip. Their deep kiss continued for what seemed like an eternity, and even as she moaned breathlessly, he didn't let her go. If he could devour her whole with just a kiss, the princess would have been already gone.
Lorelai's body trembled.
She continued rubbing the tip of his erection and moved her fingers along it. Suddenly, Rhaegar broke their kiss, groaning, and the princess felt him throb inside her hand.
"Ugh..."
He came all over Lorelai's hands, leaving her stunned and speechless.
Rhaegar stared at the princess as if he was under a spell. Then, his face darkened as his eyes flickered with an intense, menacing spark.