Cursed Lycan's Scarred Mate
Chapter 27: Heat in the dressing room (18+)

Chapter 27: Heat in the dressing room (18+)

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Ronan’s Lycan, as charismatically convincing as he was, coerced Vivian to shyly lower her arms from her chest. His eyes flared more darkly upon the beautiful sight of her breasts.

Vivian may have been frail, slightly healthier than before now that he was feeding her nutritiously, but her ample bosom didn’t go unnoticed.

The she-wolf batted her eyelashes in embarrassment, ashamed to look him in the eye.

"I’ve seen it all, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan chuckled, that deep, charming sound again. "I have even tasted you. There is no reason to be shy around me."

How could he say that so shamelessly?

However, more than embarrassment, Vivian was disgusted and ashamed of the scars and unsightly markings that were covered by bandages on her body.

Yet, that didn’t seem to faze Ronan’s Lycan in the least bit.

The Lycan Alpha’s rugged hands deliberately grazed her soft, supple skin as he traced the tape measure along her curves, eliciting a shuddering gasp from her parted lips.

"You’re absolutely exquisite, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan complimented, taking great satisfaction in her reactions. His amber, glowing eyes roved hungrily over her nakedness.

He purposely dragged his time measuring her bust, tracing the tape measure slowly along the underside of her full, heavy breasts.

"Such perfection," he murmured appreciatively, his breath hot against her sensitive skin.

Vivian trembled under his touch, the rosy buds of her breasts hardening into stiff peaks.

"Ronan..." Vivian breathed out his name like a sweet, hushed melody, desperately trying to swallow the small moan that escaped her lips.

Ronan’s Lycan smirked at Vivian’s breathy moan, pleased by her reaction to his deliberate caresses. He continued his sensual measurements, trailing the tape measure teasingly along the dip of her waist and the flare of her hips.

"You could drive a man wild, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan growled, his voice thick with arousal. "You’re making it hard for me to take your measurements..."

"I’m sorry..." Vivian mumbled her apology, her chest heaving while her body willingly arched into his touches.

How could that be true? There was nothing desirable about her body in its current state. How could the Lycan have found it attractive?

Unable to suppress himself, Ronan’s Lycan couldn’t resist brushing his lips over a scar on Vivian’s shoulder, placing a soft kiss there, which made the she-wolf bite her lip.

His hand lingered at the small of her back, his fingertips digging into the skin possessively.

Vivian willingly bared her neck for him while her hands grasped at his shirt.

Why was it always so easy for her to give in? Why was she not afraid of his touches when she despised Alphas with every bitter second of her existence?

Ronan’s Lycan savoured his sweet time brushing his lips across her neck, her throat, and down to her collarbone. It was a featherlight caress of his lips, but it left Vivian’s body desiring more.

"I can smell your sweet arousal, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan whispered in her ear, brushing his lips over the shell of it.

His free hand pulled the knot on her makeshift skirt free, letting it slide down her legs. Now, she stood completely bare and vulnerable to him.

She couldn’t believe they were actually doing something so indecent in the dressing room, but Vivian could barely fight off her body’s instincts.

Ronan’s Lycan slid his hand between her thighs, his fingers gliding through her slick folds with agonising slowness. Vivian gasped, her head falling back as the pleasure sparked through her nerves.

"You’re so wet for me, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan teased, groaning with scarification from how wet her core was, practically dripping for him. "Such a naughty girl."

Vivian pressed her lips together to suppress her wanton moans, her hips automatically rocking against his hand as he continued his assault on her most sensitive flesh. His fingers circled her aching clit, teasing the throbbing bud until she was writhing against him.

The Lycan Alpha’s breath grew ragged as he watched Vivian unravel beneath his touch, her body trembling with need.

Dane was a poor match in comparison. She’d never felt such intense pleasure from her previous mate as she did with Rona.

"Yes, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan rumbled, his fingers plunging deeper into her slick heat. "You’re so tight... so perfect."

Vivian’s mouth opened in a soundless cry, her nails digging into his broad shoulders as he stroked her folds. Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, drawing him deeper as her pleasure mounted.

"Ronan please...I can’t...we can’t..." Vivian finally rediscovered her coherency to speak and protest, yet her body betrayed her objections. Her hips relentlessly bucked into his hand, seeking more of his long, slender fingers.

"Ssshh, sweetheart, you can’t be too loud," Ronan cautioned, deciding to swallow up her moans with a kiss. Their lips connected while his fingers pumped in and out of her, working her core thoroughly.

Vivian moaned into the kiss, her arms instantly wrapping around his neck as he deepened the kiss, rough and hard. His fingers pumped faster, seeking her pleasure points all that once. He curled two fingers, discovering her sweet spot, which sent her tumbling over the edge.

Vivian’s eyes widened and her scream upon her release was muffled by the kiss. She reached her pleasures peak, and her climax crashed over in waves as her eyes rolled back from the intensity of her release.

When Ronan’s Lycan finally broke the kiss, he steadied her weightless body with one arm, allowing her to balance against his body for support now that all her energy was sapped away by her sweet release.

Panting heavily, Vivian clung to Ronan’s Lycan.

He brought his slick-coated fingers to his lips, licking every last drop and stream of her release, lapping away at the honeyed sweetness.

"You’re so delicious, little wolf," Ronan’s Lycan teased again, enjoying the way her face flushed a deep scarlet because of his boldness. "I could eat you all day and never have enough."

Vivian buried her face in his chest to hide her embarrassment. She couldn’t believe that in a matter of a few seconds, she reached her peak and came undone just from his skilful fingers alone.

She swallowed hard when she felt his hardness prominently pressed against her thigh. She’d obviously never seen it before, but from the shape and outline of it through his pants, he had quite the size.

"Uhm...you’re—" Vivian began to murmur, unsure of how to mention his evident arousal against her thigh.

"It’s not important," Ronan’s Lycan replied acerbically, slightly pulling back so that his hardness was no longer pressing against her. "It will go down soon."