Lycan Sex Novels & Stories

I asked shakily, looking around the room. "Aren't you one stupid bold slave! Another thing about being a slave is, you never ask questions, especially to your Master!! Just do what you are told and keep shut," He barked, and I swallowed nervously. " Follow me.." he said coldly. I followed him to his inner room, and paused when I heard a voice, it sounded like a female's voice. "Lycan, I'm waiting." A woman walked in, with no clothes on, with her boobs pointing as she cat walked to where he was, I could already see bite marks on her boobs.

No one raised their hands; most people were even blushing, laughing slowly, and whispering among themselves when Ana raised her hand. "No laughing and whispering in my class. Say anything you want to say out loud, and no, Ana, you cannot answer; you are also a teacher," she said, and then Ana turned to me. "Maybe the princess could answer that," she said, smiling shyly. Everyone started to clap, including Kelly, but I started shaking my head. "No, no, not me; I am not prepared for that," I said, and they started laughing. "Lycans are not supposed to be shy or ashamed; we are all sexual beings. Sex calms your mate down, takes their pains sometimes when they are wounded, and changes their mind

It's not like she witnessed it herself, but she heard many stories regarding it. It happened twenty-four years ago. 24 years ago, the first official Lycan prince was born, the firstborn of the Lycan King after many years of marriage. The little Lycan prince lived for ten days before he was killed in an assassination. If the infant was still alive now, he must have been 24 years old. Unfortunately, God never granted life to that poor baby. Amelia has been hearing about the infant Lycan prince from the villager since she was five. And every time they would talk about him, an evil laugh and an atrocious smile would always be on their faces.

Louisa's POV "What the fuck is a Lycan?" Lucas is better than the rest of his kind, even among werewolves? I mean, seriously, give me a break. "Lycans are... royalty werewolves. We are larger, stronger, and faster than average werewolves. We can shift into animal form at any time we like, and we were born with different gifts. For example, my mother can read other individuals' minds and predict the future. My uncles can control elements of fire and water, or summon animals. It's an inherited thing. This identity and wealth are passed down from generation to generation."

Another sigh came from her again. The thought of standing in a line while Alex picked out the woman he wanted didn’t appeal to me in the slightest way. In fact it rattled me a little bit. In fact, i found it very fucking rude. Sex was not something i was interested in right now. I was eighteen and i had just been raped. I had zero interest in having it any time soon or ever. A little pain, a lot of boring waiting, and hip thrusting, then it had been over. One thing i did remember from the experience was wet, sloppy kisses, something that reminded me of a dog. But mostly i remember the pain and the blood.

The sensation was both exhilarating and terrifying, an embodiment of raw power and primal instinct. Engulfed in the frenzy of battle, my focus was solely on the lycan before me. Our clash was fierce and intense, a symphony of snarls, growls, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh. Each move was calculated, honed by years of training and a deep-rooted desire to protect those in need.

When he turned it on, he almost winced at the light the screen emitted. His eyes flicked to it momentarily, just long enough to dial the recent number—Eric. But as he looked up again, a hand clamped around his neck, yanking him off the bed. Mason groaned, his phone slipping from his hand as he choked. “Nice try, human. But you should know by now—you can’t beat a Lycan’s speed,” the male growled, voice burning with rage. A Lycan? Oh shit. Someone like Lucian.

“Katherine a Lycan.” My breath caught “ They exist?” I asked her. “I thought they were myths.” “Well, they are not because you mated one.” She replied to me while reading out what was written. “Lycan’s are ancient and rare and pure blooded descendants of the first wolves. Their eyes glow red in their true state.” She paused and looked at me while lowering the book. “So what are you going to do?” I blinked and looked at her. “about what? It was just a one time thing. I probably won’t ever see him again.”

His warm seed spilled down my laps and went onto the bed. I breathed heavily, a warm liquid sliding down my lower region. “That’s the best sex I’ve had my whole life.” Lucian broke the silence thst was earlier just accompanied by our heavy breaths. “Are you tired?” He asked, and I stared at him with apprehension. “Why do you ask?” “Because I’m not, and I want to go more. And more. And more.” He smirked. “Now I know why they say a lycan’s strength and abilities are unmatched.”

“I’m the best bait we have. Young. Innocent-looking. They won’t see a threat until it’s too late.” Matthias stood so abruptly the chair scraped hard against the floor. Both hands slammed down on the desk. The heavy wood cracked straight down the middle under the force. “I will not allow it.” Liliana rose as well. Her own growl answered his. “I’m a Lycan. I have a better chance of survival than any female warrior we could send. Instinct under pheromone pressure isn’t something ordinary wolves can simply ignore. I can.” Their auras erupted at the same moment.