His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 129

Book 2 his found Tyran Luna Chapter 4

Azalea POV

He had been out for hours. The waiting became pure agony, and my mind kept wondering if it was too lat e. I wondered if I had killed my mate. Why didn‘t he tell me he could die? Did he seriously think I would le t him die? Yes, we have obvious issues but none worth dying for, so why would he risk his life? He shoul d have told me when I was in heat the first time I wouldn‘t have let him die despite being angered with hi m.

My skin was supersensitive, and I tried shifting to get out of the handcuffs. The limited movement made t he pain worse when all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball, but the handcuff restricted that effort. When I shifted, my wri st grew thicker, and damn, did it hurt when the metal dug into my flesh and sliced through my skin, cuttin g off my circulation. So instead, I was forced to just lay in the same position.

Yet as the hours dragged on, I knew I was turning rabid as the heat boiling inside me grew stronger. My claws slipped from my fing ertips and sliced into Kyson repeatedly as I battled with the pain and searing heat that made me feel like I was boiling from the inside out, his scent no longer soothing but excruciating as the urge to mate ravag ed me,

Kyson would wake thinking I was mauling him if he woke up? That thought made me whimper, and my h eart raced faster as worry gnawed and clawed at my insides. My stomach clenched painfully, and my pus sy throbbed to its own beat. Death would be kinder at this point. The pain was horrendous as I rocked my hips against him, trying to get any form of re lief. Sweat beaded and glistened on my skin, my hair drenched in it as my temperature skyrocketed. The pain was so bad that I begged to be put out of my misery as I cried out and writhed.

My tears coated his chest along with my bite marks when I felt his hand suddenly in my hair. I froze, wondering if I imagined it and that the pain had driven me to madness. Only when his fingers caressed across my scalp, moving t hrough my hair, do I realize I hadn‘t imagined it all.

Pushing off his chest, I look down at him to discover his eyes open and staring up at me.

“Shh,” he whispers before tilting his face up to kiss my forehead. A sigh of relief leaves me. He was awak e. Never had I felt such immense relief before in my life. My heartbeat quickened, knowing I hadn‘t killed him.

My hips rock against him before I crash against his chest, pressing my ear flat against the center, wantin g the soothing essence of his calling. Kyson delivered instantly, and I was worried he wouldn‘t. I was worr ied that he would be mad and let me suffer. His calling slipped out, and I basked in it and soaked it in, my body calming instantly as it rumbled through his chest and vibrated against me, soothing my soul and th e bond that was running haywire.

Kyson ran his fingers through my hair. My breathing slows before I embarrassingly start purring, imitating his calling while moving my hips against him. Gone was any sort of dignity I had left. I no longer cared as long as he gave me what my body desired, what I craved, and what our bond d emanded. His hard length slips between my drenched folds, my arousal coating his cock and saturating my thighs.

A moan escapes me when I hear him groan, and his hard length brushes my clit. Kyson grips my hips,

forcing my hand awkwardly behind me as he moves me higher and away from his pelvis, making me cry out at the loss of friction that reduced the throbbing pain burning between my thighs.

“I am not touching you until you say it, love,” he murmured into my hair. His hot breath moved across my neck and made me shi

ver, and I tried to move lower, but his grip grew tighter, holding me still. He was really going to make me say it? Yet, with th e intense pain destroying me, I would beg if he requested.

“Please! Make it stop!” I groaned, trying to move lower. My teeth sink into his chest. The saltiness of his skin was intoxicating, and I ran my tongue across my bite marks, his blood washing over my tongue, only arousing me more. Even as my claws scratched his shoulders and bit into his flesh, his grunt turned to a

purr.

Kyson moved his arm wraps around my waist, and he rolled, flipping me onto my back. His lips instantly mold around mine, his enticing scent making me moan as my lips part, a nd I kiss him back hungrily. Desire coursed through every inch of me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and dragged him closer to me.

The handcuff on our wrists clicks as he forces my leg wrapped around his waist up higher before grinding gently. I gasp, my lips pulling from his as his hard length slides between my wet folds and hits my clit. My hips arch as I crave the friction he offered when he growls, annoyed at the handcuff makin

“Did he leave the key somewhere?” Kyson asks, but I don‘t answer, nor do I care about a damn key. Liftin hips against me, his fingers lacing with mine while the other was still tightly gripping my hair as he devoure

| moan into his mouth, my thighs drenched when he sucks on my bottom lips, nibbling on it. His lips travel lower and down my neck to my mark. He sucks on it, making my eyes roll into the back of my head, and my toes curl as tingles flood my entire body, causing me to tingle a

Kyson‘s hot fiery mouth and tongue continue their descent before his lips wrap around my nipple. He bites

Moving down my body, he kissed the side of my ribs, going lower with each kiss, sucking and nibbling on

His teeth grazed over it and scraped down my flesh as he moved down between my legs, forcing my legs

His flat tongue laved across my glistening wet folds before his tongue parted my lower lips, and he sucked my clit into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the throbbing nerves, making me cry out and writhe.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.