Curves And Claws:the Lycan King's Relentless Claim นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even by just holding him like this, with his manhood still in his pants, I can’t even begin to imagine how big he really was. It was both an arousing and nerve-wracking thought. Hunter hissed out another curse as I tightened my grip on his hard cock and I enjoyed knowing that I made him do that. I made him lose almost all of his inhibition with just a touch. Me? The girl who had always been a nobody wherever I went had made King Hunter Beowulf, the Lycan King of the European Kingdom, feel so much pleasure he could barely contain himself. “Hold on, baby girl.” Hunter grunted as his eyes shot back open and I saw the hungry look in his eyes, like the king of the jungle finding its prey and desp

I moved my attention to the feral wolf that was in front of me. But no, he was no ordinary wolf; he was a lycan. The Lycan King. I stared at King Titus who looked as deviously powerful as everyone described him to be. He was so tall, and he was almost half turned: his fangs protruding out of his mouth, his veins so thick on his arms and hands, and his eyes were as blinding as the sun.

So each time there's a Lycan shift in the kingdom, they are burnt to death with magic or if they are lucky enough, they are dumped near the forest of doom. The brutality against Lycans is what I want to stop. No pup deserves being shunned just because his beast doesn't stand on four paws or looks like a giant dog. "You're getting rather close to the Princess. Are you sure you can kill her father?" Marcus remarks, bringing me back to the present. I frown at his words and shoot him a glare. "Why wouldn't I kill him? It has always been the plan." I catch Lyson coming from the other side of the forest that leads to the forest of doom, shirtless. Was he out there training on his own?

Another terrifying growl came from the dense darkness right behind the tree line. Kael's aura burst out totally. Like a actual shockwave, raw, choking energy hit the clearing and pushed the grass to flatten and the air to thin. His sheer weight practically snatched the breath from my lungs. For the first time, I really grasped why the whole paranormal universe bent to him. The Lycan King was a force of nature, not only an Alpha. "Aria, you have to run. Right now," he said, his eyes burning like two suns.

And his chest rumbled with a deep growl as Evren nodded to his question. “Good,” Lachlan growled, a sense of satisfaction spreading through his nerves as he moved from where he was to stand directly behind the omega. “I will teach you,” The Lycan King declared, a sense of depravity settling in his bones as the thought of being able to corrupt Evren. The Lycan King was depraved and ruthless, but even he didn’t know how much joy it would bring him to know that this omega before him did not know about sex before he was brought to the King.

It’s like when he has loyalty to offer, she, on the other hand, has nothing but disloyalty and betrayal on her skin. “You’re too old to know what’s right from wrong, Alora. I hope you put that in your mind sometimes.” But Alora wasn’t listening anymore. Her eyes were fixed on the wrestle between the Lycan king and the alpha. Which, fortunately, was leaning in towards the alpha’s victory. TheLycan king was on the ground now, Brayden holding him down. “Surrender your defeat, Lycan king!” – Brayden ordered with his claw raised up

But in the briefest heartbeat, before anyone else moved, Amber’s gaze flicked once more to Livia—dark, satisfied, and cruel. The Lycan King’s claws dug into the armrest of his throne, wood cracking beneath his grip. His golden eyes blazed, his entire body trembling with the need to act, to rip apart the one who dared harm her. Yet he stayed rooted in place, because to reveal too much now would unleash chaos that even he could not contain. The Elders leaned forward as one, their glowing eyes piercing through the chamber. Their power weighed heavy upon everyone present, until whispers d*ed and silence reclaimed the hall.

He slid his fingers over my clit before dipping two fingers inside me. "Oh god" I groaned. He pulled his fingers from me and replaced it with his cock. I cried out in pain as he slowly entered me. I felt him sink further inside me before his thumb pressed against my clit. As he ride inside me, my head was blank. The tears were no more making their way out. That was how I laid under the womanizer Lycan king whose heart was filled with nothing but lust. I knew after this night, my life will never be the same again. Not when the powerful lycan king has taken my soul away.

And other people start to look directly at them. The Lycan King is slowly shifting, tearing off his clothes as he assumes his wolf-shape in the shadows of the night. All that can be seen is the yellow eyes glowing dangerously, as the huge dark-furred beast slowly walks towards the moonlight, displaying its imposing form to the people who, confused, and dazed by the nauseating pheromones, freeze in place.

Rules and the way of living, the lycan tribe also known as the Blood Claws Pack blessed by the Moon Goddess was renowned for following their primal instincts. Seymor snapped his attention to his Alpha. His emerald eyes dilated as his forehead creased more and more while the sands of time seeped through his clawed fingers. Somehow, he felt that whatever he was thinking, was also bugging his Alpha – especially his Alpha. “What? What about the witch that you need to confirm, Alpha?”