Cursed Lycan's Scarred Mate
Chapter 56: Receiving her due reward (18+)

Chapter 56: Receiving her due reward (18+)

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Now, there was his Alpha dominance.

This time, it wasn’t a request nor a simple command.

When the Lycan’s first whiff of arousal pheromones emitted from his body like a musky, heady scent, Vivian knew she had to obey.

His dark gaze lingered on her appreciatively, beckoning her to his desires.

The Lycan was barely able to suppress his need to dominate and show her what it meant to be his omega.

What a true Alpha could do when they were solely invested in pleasuring their omega.

Obediently, Vivian moved up his torso, shifting higher until she was straddling his face. The Lycan grabbed the back of her thighs, pulling her higher so that her entrance was aligned with his mouth.

Vivian gasped involuntarily, her body tense and stiff as she avoided lowering her weight down onto him.

She was embarrassed to lay herself bare over him, especially her most intimate region, which he’d already seen before.

Even so, the Lycan Alpha’s gaze smouldered with satisfaction upon the pink, plump flesh. It was ripe for the taking. Ripe for his mouth to devour as he saw fit.

Insistently, the Lycan’s grip on Vivian’s thighs tightened, and he forced her to sit down fully.

"My pretty little wolf," the Lycan crooned, pressing kisses along her inner thighs while he savoured the aroma of her sweet arousal that made his nostrils flare in delight. "I’ve craved your taste again since that night in the cave."

"This is embarrassing." Vivian mumbled, covering her mouth with her hand as her thighs trembled with shame.

Did he have to speak when his mouth was there

The Lycan all but growled when Vivian relaxed and sank down onto his eager-to-please mouth because her legs couldn’t support her weight hovering above him anymore. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs.

Teasingly, the Lycan darted out his tongue and began with a slow, agonising lick along her slit from top to bottom.

Vivian’s eyes rolled black in bliss, a low moan rumbling up from her throat at the sensation of the Lycan’s tongue lashing against her swollen clit.

Her thighs trembled around his head as she found her rhythm, instinctively grinding herself against his mouth with increasing urgency.

The Lycan squeezed and massaged the back of her thighs, his fingers imprinting themselves into her soft skin to leave his mark.

Dane had never done this for her before.

Nor any other Alpha she was forced to lay with after her bastard ex-mate.

And whenever Ronan’s Lycan promised her divine pleasure unlike anything she’d ever experienced, the beast always delivered as per her expectations.

However, there was no time to coherently sort through her thoughts.

Not when the expert ministrations of the Lycan’s tongue explored her.

The musky scent of both their arousals mingled with the steam flowing up from the surrounding bath pools, setting Vivian on a path of heightened pleasure.

The Lycan savoured the sweet, tangy taste of her slick folds on his lips and tongue, making obscene noises.

She was so delicious and addictive, he couldn’t restrain himself even if he wanted to. The taste and scent were intoxicating, and his mouth delved deeper until his face was practically buried in her wetness.

"Oh god..." Vivian wailed, her voice muffled by her own panting breaths and cries of ecstasy. She rolled her hips without intending to, unable to stop herself from chasing more of the new sensation. "I can’t stop. It feels too good..."

Vivian leaned back, both her hands resting on his chest to support herself. Her nails dug into the hardness of his chest, leaving slight bloody mmarks,which made him growl with satisfaction.

She was scratching him.

And he loved every second of it.

"Don’t restrain yourself, princess," the Lycan said, the tip of his nose probing at her sensitive clit while he worked his tongue into her folds. "Let go and take what I give you."

Vivian’s hips bucked wildly as the Lycan sucked harder, sending shockwaves through her throbbing core with each thrust of his tongue inside her dripping heat.

His hands moved to grope her supple ass, sinking his fingers bruisingly as he guided her hips forward, encouraging her to ride his face the way she pleased.

Vivian’s core clenched around his probing tongue as he wiggled it inside her, teasing the sensitive inner walls.

She needed

She craved it more than anything.

Is this what it meant to be pleasured by an Alpha who paid more attention to her needs than his own arousal?

The Lycan, on the other hand, couldn’t relish enough of her honeyed taste. He devoured her like a starved man, determined to taste every inch of her folds and reach as deep as his tongue could penetrate.

She was his omega to eat to his heart’s content; she’d soon learn what other wondrous things he could do to her.

Every mark and scar left on her mind would be erased, and her body would only know the pleasures of her Alpha’s affections.

The beast would show her what more she could enjoy from him.

"You’re so beautiful like this, princess," the Lycan commented in between his tongue’s movements. "Seeing you come undone is going to get me addicted."

Vivian was far too absorbed in the throes of pleasure to even hear a word he said. Her back arched, and her sweet moans tumbled from her lips like pleasing melodies to his ears.

Her hands shifted to his face as she looked down at him with a heated gaze, caressing his cheek while his dangerous amber eyes flicked up to watch her while his mouth was occupied.

Vivian was touching him. Not what he would have expected, but her hand never left his cheek through the moment of eye contact between them.

Witnessing her lost to the sensations only made his own hardness grow painfully against the restraints of his trousers.

Vivian threw her head back, long silvery-white hair cascading down her back as she rode his face with reckless abandon. She repeatedly slammed herself down on him, growing more desperate for release with each passing second.

"It’s too much." Vivian finally found the coherency to speak, her fingers delving into coarse, curly strands of his hair, grabbing clumps of it and pulling slightly at it.

The Lycan groaned into her slick folds as he felt her hands using his hair to steady herself, feeling the vibrations of her moans against his lips.

"You’re close, princess," the Lycan growled between licks. "I can feel it."

She was close to her release, and he was dedicated to bringing her to the peak of her climax.

The feeling was overstimulating, and Vivian wasn’t sure she could hold back for much longer. She loved the way he moved his tongue inside her, as if he knew exactly what her body needed from him.

And any semblance of embarrassment from earlier had vanished.

The Lycan’s hand trailed up to the small of her back before both his hands settled on her hips to give a gentle squeeze, his thumbs moving in circular motions over the sides of her waist.

The movement made her feel comfortable and relaxed under his touch.

Vivian’s inner walls spasmed around the Lycan’s tongue as he discovered that magic spot inside her. She arched her head back again, and her lips parted in a soundless, keen, raw pleasure coursing through every nerve ending.

Her clit swelled to a throbbing nub, begging for attention.

The Lycan obliged, suckling the delicate bud between his lips while he inserted two fingers into her wetness, moving them in long, deep strokes.

Was he trying to make her lose her mind?

"You’re going to come for me, princess," the Lycan said huskily, burying his face deeper. "Let it all out."

Vivian’s eyes widened, and she gasped, her hands tightening in his hair because the dual stimulation of his tongue and fingers sent her over the edge into a screaming climax.

Her core gushed out hot fluid onto his face and mouth as she rode out the intense waves of her orgasm, grinding against his mouth like she was trying to fuse their bodies together.

"Oh my god!" Vivian shrieked upon her release, her hips jerking erratically on top of the Lycan as aftershocks rippled through her quivering body.

"I’m so sorry!" Vivian apologised hysterically when she realised what a sticky mess she’d left on his face. "I didn’t mean too..."

The Lycan Alpha chuckled.

"Why are you apologising, princess?" He asked teasingly, still lapping away at her release. "Are you apologising for a natural reaction or losing yourself to pleasure?"

"Both..." Vivian mumbled shyly, her body heating up as she looked away.

"Never apologise for feeding your Alpha," the Lycan remarked with a lewd grin. "You’ve quenched my thirst."

Could he get anymore shameless?

As her release subsided, Vivian’s body went limp while she panted heavily, her chest heaving. Her slick core sill fluttered around his tongue while he held her in place as he gently licked up the remnants of her release.

"Mhm, you’re so delicious, princess," the Lycan remarked with an appreciative tone, not allowing a single drop of her sweetness to escape his tongue. "Did you enjoy that?"

Vivian flushed a deep red, her mind reeling from her newfound experience. Her pretty emerald eyes glazed over, still finding her way back to coherency.

She answered the Lycan’s question with a shy nod.

He lifted his head to gaze up at her with a smug, satisfied smirk.

"You rode my face so well, little wolf," he murmured against her folds before giving them one last gentle kiss.

Vivian pushed herself up on trembling arms and looked down at him with glazed eyes, cheeks stained pink, and her lips parted in a dazed smile.

"That felt... amazing," she whispered breathlessly. "I’ve never had that done before."

The Lycan chuckled low in his throat, wrapping a strong arm around Vivian’s waist for a deep, possessive kiss that left no room for doubt about him being her Alpha.

It was only a matter of time before her heart and mind belonged to him completely and to him alone.