Transmigrated: The Lycan King's Pet-Chapter 131 Say My Name

CONTENT WARNING: This Chapter contains explicit content. (18+ only.)

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His lips brushed the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I gasped, my legs instinctively twitching. His hands held them in place, firm but gentle, his mouth moved closer to mine, then he pulled back again. My hips arched on their own, seeking friction, anything. But he wasn’t done tormenting me.

"Say my name," he said softly, his lips brushing against the curve of my thigh.

"Damon," I breathed.

He growled in approval. The sound sent a wave of heat straight through me.

Finally, finally, his tongue darted out, barely grazing my center. My back arched as a moan tore from my lips. "Oh."

"Shhh," he muttered, the vibration of his voice against me making my toes curl. "I told you... I’m going to take my time."

And he did.

Every stroke of his tongue was slow, deliberate, like he was tasting something sacred. My fingers tangled in the sheets, desperate to anchor myself as pleasure began to pulse through me in waves.

’Damn this.’

He sucked gently, then harder, alternating between kisses and slow licks that drove me to the edge, only to pull me back. It was torturous, almost driving me insane.

My breath came in shallow gasps, and my body tightened with every passing second. "Damon," I whimpered, not even knowing what I was begging for.

His hand came up, sliding along my waist before slipping under to press gently against my lower stomach. "Yes," he whispered. "My naughty pet."

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"Say my name." My dizzy gaze met with his and a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

His jaws clenched, "Ember."

My eyes widened at him in surprise. ’He said my name, when did he become so obedient?’

My heart clenched, and for a second, I forgot about everything else. The pain, the past, the scars. It was just him, and just this moment.

He moved with more urgency now, his tongue stroking deeper and more precisely. My thighs shook against his shoulders. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

My body tensed, a cry building at the back of my throat.

"Damon, I..."

But before I could finish, he flattened his tongue against me, and the world shattered, as pleasure exploded, crashing over me like a storm. I cried out, my back arching, my fingers gripping the sheets like they were the only thing holding me to the earth.

He didn’t stop there. He held me through every tremor, every breathless gasp, every ripple of the aftershock, until I collapsed back against the pillows, dazed and trembling.

He rose slowly, like he wasn’t in a hurry to let the moment end.

My chest was still heaving, my skin flushed and tingling everywhere he’d touched. But it was his eyes, those black burning eyes, that made my heart stutter all over again.

He leaned over me, his hands planted on either side of my head, his breath mingling with mine.

"Ember," he murmured, his voice softer now, almost reverent.

I swallowed, my voice shaky. "Y-Yes?"

"I’m going to make you mine," he said. "Not just tonight... I’m going to make you mine forever."

His lips found mine before I could answer. The kiss was hungry and full of need. I kissed him back, my fingers sliding down his bare back, pulling him closer until our bodies aligned perfectly. His chest pressed against my tangerines.

The temperature rose, as beads of sweat formed on our skin. I could already feel his Big Ben rubbing against my thighs.

I moaned, whimpering between kisses.

He reached between us, adjusting himself. He positioned his Big Ben right where I was aching for him.

I moaned loudly, my hips moving against it.

"Are you ready?" he whispered against my lips.

My heart hammered in my ears, and I swallowed. ’I hope I’m making the right decision.’

"Yes." My gaze softened on him.

He moved slowly, so slowly I nearly cried. My body tensed as he filled me inch by inch.

My hands flew to his chest, pushing him back. "It hurts... it fucking hurts." I cried, pulling myself away from him.

He yanked me back, holding me in place.

’Okay, this far from what I had expected, I thought with my experience it wouldn’t be that difficult, but I feel like I’ll be shredded apart if he doesn’t stop.’

My nails dug into his skin, needing something to hold on to.

"You’re shaking," he whispered, his voice laced with restraint.

’Who wouldn’t? I feel like I’m being torn apart.’ I whimpered and squirmed under him.

His chest rumbled. "It will get better soon... fuck... You are so tight."

"That’s because I’m a virgin." I cried sarcastically, my fingers trembling against his waist.

His dark eyes lingered on me for a second too long. "I’ll try to go easy on you... But I can’t promise you that." His black eyes darkened more.

He slid further down, drawing a deep cry from my lips. "Master.." I turned to my side, my teeth dug into the pillow beneath me.

"Fuck how can you be this big?" I bite harder.

"I know, right?" He muttered.

"Breathe." He said in a softer tone, his forehead resting against mine as he began to move. Deep, slow thrusts that made every nerve in my body hum.

The pain spread through me like a wildfire, and my eyes stung with tears. ’Who knew I had to go through this again... why can’t I just enjoy it?’

Damon leaned closer, and he began to kiss my tears away.

"Don’t cry... we are just getting started." His warm breath brushed against my flushed skin.

"But it is so big." My body shuddered from every thrust. "It hurts.." I tried to breathe.

"It’s going to get better."

Slowly, my cries turned into moans, every thrust of his sending waves of pleasure up my body.

"Getting better?"

I nodded at him. My hair clung to my face as my body glistened with sweat.

Without any warning, he fully slid into me with one hard thrust, and every corner of me felt full and wet.

"Damon!" I screamed as my fingers dug deeper into his shoulders, my thighs trembled weakly against his weight.

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