Lycan Sex Novels & Stories

“Just breathe.” My aching core screamed for reprieve since it took the brunt of Lykoan’s sheer size and girth. No amount of foreplay could have gotten me ready to accept the massive and thick length he impaled me with. Yet, there was a sweet bliss that had awakened, roiling. Lycan sex was ultimately different from werewolf sex. Lesson learned. The fact that he hadn’t even begun moving was slowly dawning on me. To calm myself down, I breathed in his sweet scent.

His silky dark hair is hidden underneath a crown and his scarlet eyes are scanning the area for a tiny figure which is hiding somewhere. Even without his wolf, Alexei’s senses are sharper than other werewolves. After all, he is a Lycan. Most werewolves shift when they are 18 but Lycans shift at 15. They are on the top of the werewolf hierarchy. Even Alphas cannot beat them in a fight and their blood is extremely valuable. They are born different and hence, rule over the other werewolf species. “Hee hee!” His sharp senses pick up someone’s snicker and he follows the laughter. It is coming from the small patio which belongs to his sisters, Anna and Maria. But he knows that they are at their da

The members of Moonhowl had already left, so it was just Xandar, Christian and Lucianne. Before Xandar sat, Christian looked at Lucianne and explained, “Don’t blame him, my Queen. Just as Alphas have a heightened level of sexual drive compared to the ordinary wolf, a Lycan King experiences the same thing compared to the ordinary Lycan. It’s common knowledge. I’m sure you know it. I don’t even know why I’m explaining it to you. And uh, cuz…” he looked at Xandar who had just sat and said, “It was your fault. Unlike Alphas, Lycan Kings are supposed to be able to exercise better control over their arousal.”

I've heard about werewolves and lycans, and I still don't understand the difference between them. "Do you wanna know what differentiates a lycan from a werewolf?" She asked, reading my mind. I nodded. "Lycans are more sensitive and smarter than werewolves." "Which is more dangerous?" I asked. "It has been said that lycans are the deadliest of the two." "No wonder why you seem kind and nicer to me." She looked at me and smiled. "And I won't say the maids aren't, just not used to them yet. But…" I was gonna mention the king but I declined doing so. I don't want her to think I hate her husband so much.

The grin on her lips make me kick my chair back and the restaurant is cleared out within seconds, even the workers left through the back door. Her smirk fell as fast as it appeared. My hand drags along the edge of the table as I round it, my eyes never leaving her face that is being tainted with fear. “You think you’re tough because you’re of an alpha bloodline, but I am of Lycan bloodline, your superior, descended right from the Moon Goddess herself and you come in here, acting like the Luna you’ll be, but aren’t yet…It’s funny…” I stop beside her and she has broken our eye lock, she’s staring in front of her.

It was not the fiery passionate love that seemed to sleep from my bones and my breath when I was talking to Ayra, it wasn't the electrifying love that seemed to consume the both of us as soon as our skin came in contact with each other. Selene's love was different. Selene's love was an obsession with a post, and she made love to me because it was her duty. Because it was her responsibility to do so, because the Lunas did so to their alphas. It irritated me nowadays, the way she had jumped on me yesterday, attempting to seduce me.

“Most lycans stop aging at twenty-one and we live for hundreds of years. It’s why there aren’t so many of us. A single lycan could wipe out an entire pack. We’re older, faster, stronger and smarter. We’re hard to kill.” “But not impossible.” She was silent for a moment. “Yes, it’s not impossible. You’d have to get your hands around their heads and rip it off or rip their spine out of their backs. Good luck getting close enough.” I didn’t ask about lycans anymore. The dress that she picked was beautiful. It was a light blue color with white flowers all over it and it stopped mid-thigh. It made me look soft and innocent which was a far cry from what I was.

Back in college when, Luke used to bully her Raina had thought that Luke was a monster, but today she realized that he was a monster even in bed, the man had stamina, way too much stamina. Raina thought as her eyes rolled back and moans escaped from her mouth, a string of saliva slid down from the corner of her mouth as her eyes rolled back and tears slipped from them, while Luke mercilessly pounded inside of her, without giving her a break. Without giving her even a chance to breathe Luke mercilessly thrusted inside of her with a feral pace.

Claire's Pov I looked at the path where Traian—my Alpha disappeared, still shocked to see someone shifting mid-air. Traian was our Alpha for many years and I have seen his wolf numerous times. We trained with him. But it still made my skin crawl in fear every time. Traian's was a Lycan. A superior kind to normal Shifters like us. Among our pack and others, there was no wolf who possessed such pure black wolf but only Lycans. They were like darkness in the skin of a wolf. They were bigger than us and their limbs are thicker, stronger so was their presence.

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."