Lycan's Fiery Mate

|| Chapter 7 ||

A spark runs through me soon as our lips meet. I get the feel of thousands of butterflies dancing in my stomach.

Wrapping my arms tight around Earl, I press his lips against mine to suck his lower lips and then move to his upper one as I slowly part his lips and take my tongue in his mouth. His tongue against mine feels good, and so does his hard body against my soft ones. My core tingles, making me move my hips in urgency on his thighs. His grip tightens around me but makes no effort to stop me.

"Oh, baby. You taste so good," I moan loudly in his mouth to get the taste of fruit and the sweet taste of scotch, and that scent of drink never felt this good before but in his mouth. A sensual groan sounds in his throat, and I sense him getting impatient the way I am taking my time in tasting and kissing him with my fingers raking in his hair and massaging his scalp and then his neck in a slow yet rhythmic fashion. I am glad he let me kiss him the way I wanted before taking the matter in his hand like one caveman he is.

His possessive hold and dominating kiss hold a need that can burn us both in a raw passion. My chest brushes against his, but I stay alert not to graze my towel over his wounds, fearing the dressing might come out and he starts to bleed again. He is still burning in a high fever, but the noise he is making sounds stuffy and weirdy turns me on, judging by the tickling sensation in my core.

He let his hands roam on my body and squeeze my curves, but not so gently. It makes me whimper in his mouth, clutching him for my dear life. His nibbles and bites on my soft lips turn savage. It has me gasp in pleasurable pain, and I open my mouth to give him more access, and he thrusts his tongue into my mouth deeper and claims me all over as if he owns it, owns my damn soul.

My lungs burn, and I want to fight with him, but I want this; a kind of kiss that makes me orgasm without him touching my most intimate parts. My arousal in the air is getting quite evident. I can feel his eyes on my face, watching, but I am too ashamed to face him. I feel so needy for him that I don't want to open my eyes and break the spell he casts on me with his one swoon-worthy kiss.

Suddenly, my eyes snap open soon as he breaks the kiss and growls out under his breath, "Mine,"

I stare at him, dumbfounded. With my mouth ajar, I gulp air desperately to calm myself down and try to process why he says that to me. Thinking he must have said it in the heat of the moment, I cup his jaw and tell him, "I am not- oh!"

A gasp escapes from my lips when he tugs my towel down, and my bare chest comes into his view. His hungry gaze moves down to my flat belly and then back to my breasts again. "Just what I imagined them to be," He mutters huskily and takes a sharp intake, eyes darkening as they fall on my lacy panty that gets already dumped with my wetness and barely hides my p***y.

My cheeks warm up under his gaze. I lift my hands to hide them from him, but he holds my hands to stop me, eyes holding a warning for me. Tugging me closer by my waist, he says in a low yet firm tone, "You won't hide them from me. Am I clear to you?"

"Y-yes," I stammer pathetically in his hold.

"Good to know." He rasps out, eyes never leaving my breasts. He is so dominating and controlling that I do not find any similarities with that person who shied away from me before. I wish I could resist him, but his dark gaze and hot breath fan on my throat don't help either. Goosebumps start erupting on my skin. I feel my n*****s pucker, making me want to brush against his hard chest to get rid of the itchiness I am feeling on them. "I want those round t**s in my mouth. You won't mind if I suck them red, will you, bruja?"

My chin wobbled at his remark on my body. I know they are some sexy stuff he is muttering, but hasn't he just admitted he is a virgin? Then again, I am too aroused to think about other matters now. "P-please," Not finding my voice then, I only give him a nod, and he wastes no time taking my one taut n****e in his mouth after lowering his head and sniffing on them in raw hunger.

"Oh, dear Lord." I moan out loud, throwing my head back.

With my eyes shut tight, I savor the feel of his hot and wet tongue on my n****e, and I thrust my chest more on his face. His hand gazes over my waist, causing me to shiver, and I can't help but tugs him by his hair as he sucks me as if tomorrow may never come.

My breath hitches in my throat, feeling his c**k against my thigh. Another loud moan leaves my lips as his dark iris instantly finds mine, and there, I realize how hard and long his member is pressed below me near my core. It's too. . .intense and dirty the way he keeps on watching me, suckling my n*****s harder like his favorite candy and then leaving one wet, red, and hurt. . .he moves for my other n****e. I arch my back and give him more access to do whatever his heart desires. I know how much he wanted this; my n*****s in his mouth. And I like the feel, too, his tongue and teeth nibbling my already aching n****e with his thin lips brushing on the soft flesh of my breasts, his hand squeezing the other, eyes holding hunger that has me squirm like a bunny in his tight hold.

When he releases my n****e from his mouth, it makes a dirty wet sound that clenches my core. I squirm as his breath fans over my aching breasts, and he says with a smirk, "Do you have any count of how many times you come with my mouth on your breast, bruja?" I can feel the heat on my cheeks. "Don't believe what I say, hmm? Maybe we should check that with my mouth on them again? I won't mind if you ask me. I can't have enough of them. So soft- " His thumb caresses my left n****e, "So f*****g delicious,"

My lady parts clench in his colorful word. "You can't do that." My voice is low and shaky.

"I can't?" His tone holds arrogance, and our eyes lock with great intensity. "Just so, you know. . .I can do whatever I want to you now that you have bared yourself to me without taking my warning clear." My heart drops in the pit of my stomach, not for fear but my burning desire for him. He digs his fingers over my butt, and my breasts touch his chin as he pulls me closer and inhales deeply in my scent. "I have a bruja all naked and in my mercy. Shouldn't it be a waste if I let her go without taking the things she could offer?"

He chuckles darkly, and I join him a moment later, taking him by surprise.

"Are we having role play-ish kind of stuff here?" Smiling at him seductively, I dart my tongue out and run on his jaw. His grip tightens painfully hard, yet I do not stop. I have no intention to. As my lips find the unmarked spot on his neck, I gaze with my teeth and then lick there, and my n*****s brush his chest and throat, causing his breath to turn heavier. I whisper against his skin, "I won't mind if you treat me as your little prisoner and force me to take your c**k down my throat or f**k me on all four as all wolves do,"

It better be, I hope. I won't be surprised if this man says he would hand me over to the dark hunters, but I have to try. With no backups here, I can't take them down all. Making a deal with the vampires now isn't possible, either. I do not forget the way Earl had defended them. He hated witches with a great passion, but I am not sure if he meant to take me by force if I hadn't made my move first. For a virgin, as he claims it to be with those deliberate hints, he can't possibly talk so dirty to me. I know men's minds run wild when...it comes to s*x, but it is too much to take, still. He can't be all saint; a devil in disguise, he can be. Possibly. Who knows?

I pace out momentarily, so I miss noticing how his expression darkens suddenly. It looks like I have cheated on him, and he is determined to hurt me more. With a clenched jaw, he takes my n****e between his teeth and bites a little too hard before suckling that mercilessly. "Ouch!" I whimper in pain and place my hand on the back of his head for support. "You are mean, so, so heartless, you know." Moaning, I complain, "I have done so much for you, but you are still being harsh to me. Why? Just because I am a witch?"

"No, it is not because of that," His harsh breath on my breasts makes me shiver again. The darkness in his eyes wants me to remind something, but I am not even that good at reading people's minds if it is not related to anything with battle and strategies. Earl wants to say something, but something is stopping him. I don't care as long as he doesn't throw me out now because once he does that, I won't ever be able to return home for being the prey of both creatures outside, fighting their heads on. He jerks my body with his hands on my shoulders, eyes holding rage and. . .betrayal as he commands, "Get down and take my c**k in your mouth."

Taking my lips between my teeth, I tell him with my eyes oozing innocence and honey-dripping voice, "Anything for you, master,"

With my eyes lock with his, I push away the duvet from his body and touch his chest as I let my fingers trail down his firm yet hot-muscled body, carefully avoiding his wounds yet to heal. His skin is undoubtedly flawless- and even two shades darker than my natural tanned skin tone. His eight packs are so strong and perfectly shaped that I forget my mission to please him to kill. I give in to my sinful thoughts and make him feel like the king tonight, where I would be his little slave or a sexually promiscuous woman.

I can't help but lap my tongue on his abs. "f**k!" He curses under his breath and watches me lick him with pleasure in my eyes.

His hands fist to his sides, and he throws his head back as I trail my tongue on his chest and take his n****e in my mouth. I make a humming sound as I suck them, and my hands take action in removing his towel, and his c**k sprung free as I pull his boxer down.

He hisses as I grab his thick c**k in my hold. "I have never done this before, but- " Looking at him, I start stroking him and take my lips between my teeth. " -that doesn't mean I can't take to cloud nine." I wink at him, and his nostrils flares at my confession.

"Your first?" Like a predator waits for his prey to make a wrong move and then pounce on him, this man watches me with that look in his dark hooded beautiful eyes. "That's even better." He says, breathless, but his eyes hold danger. Just one wrong move is all it needed, and he will take my matter in his hand and discipline me; punish me if I don't take him in my throat now. "Now, please me, bruja. Then I may grant your one wish tonight. Anything you'll get. Also will be forgiven for almost stealing my property from me."

"Oh, that? Are you still not over with that?" I nearly growl in his vengeful act. When I see that smirk on his face, I grit out, "Fine. I will suck you like a wicked bruja I am. You. . .just wait till I sweat like a pig you are and beg me to be your blanket."

"Not happening." He mused, eyes holding challenge. "The one who never gives a blowjob before can't make me high for sure. But I should thank you for this- " He picks up my flux and mocks me, " -herbal water, though. I didn't expect that I would feel much better after having this. But you surprised me again." Pig, the name suits him very much now. My heart starts beating loudly in dread at the smile he gives me. The regret for nursing him for the sake of the family he has to care for got me hard. He tips my chin up with his forefinger under my chin as he says, after planting a kiss in the corner of my mouth, hissing, "Now, I want to see how my good little bruja will please me and change my mind about flipping you over my thigh and turning your round arse hot and red with my hands."

Glaring at him, I smile at him, but that does not reach my eyes, "We will see who wins the challenge!" His smile drops when I caress his c**k and coo to him through my teeth, "This harlot here promises that she will make you feel like your fly would come off."

I bend down and lick the precum from the head of his manhood while our gazes lock with one another. He shivers as I plant a kiss on the top of his member and grits his teeth as I take him in my mouth with my breasts touching his tight muscled thighs. I run my tongue over his base and suck his precum clean, gazing my teeth softly on his flesh as I shake my body in seductive motion.

He grunts as soon as I take his entire length deep in my throat and choke on him. I feel suffocated, but I won't allow myself to lose the bet I made to make him beg me afterward. He is way too big and very thick for me. My cheeks ache, but still, I ask provocatively, "Like it? Oh, why do you look like you are about to explode when I haven't even started with my special strokes?"

"Sure about that?" He holds my gaze with his penetrating gaze. His broad shoulders, bulging biceps with veiny forearms give a dangerously intimidating vibe, which scares me and makes me wet all. . .same time. "Let's see if you come first or me, shall we?"

I glare at him and take him deep in my throat. Bobbing my head up and down, I try to adjust his length first without choking myself to death. The lady parts between my legs tingle, and I have to press the upper part of my thighs tight, not wanting to come before him. My jaw starts hurting even though I haven't even started yet. If he wins tonight, my pride will be damn bruised.

I am not sure before if I am doing this right as I have never done this with anyone in my life. . .but I know that as long as he enjoys the feel of my mouth on him and I gag on him, tearing up due to suffocation and my throat constricts around him, I will get a plus A in this blowjob test, and he will be a sore loser, too. Slowly I start moving my mouth up and down his meaty c**k and adjust his length in my mouth. I look up, and his lips part, taking inaudible breaths. He throws his head behind, and one hand reaches me to grab a fistful of my hair in his hold and starts guiding me to take him deeper and faster, muttering, "Bruja, you're driving me nuts."

I know then that I am doing simply fine in. . .pleasuring this man and treating him the way he deserves, again forgetting the purpose that takes me between his legs and me sucking his c**k like my favorite flavored popsicle.

Considering it is his first time, I intend to treat him well like some king he is and give him what I always thought to give to the man who broke my heart. And this thought makes me groan around his c**k, and feel it swelling, so I start to take him deeper and deeper until the head of his c**k touches the back of my throat and makes me cough hard. Still, I go on and take him with my unwavering gaze on him. I feel wet again. My knees shake, but he is still the same, unfazed, which frustrates me too much.

It feels like an eternity then the longer I suck him, run my tongue on him and drool on him, but he doesn't come. And my core. . .l can smell my arousal in my now dripping panties. Feeling ashamed, I begin sobbing with tears rolling down my cheeks, and when I can no longer take him like before with fierceness and passion, I think just to. . .leave. I feel embarrassed about how fast I c*m in my panties just by me giving him the blowjob and with him twisting my sore n*****s between his thumb and forefinger hard and squeezing my boobs with his hands. Why does it have to be like this? Not being able to take this anymore, I attempt to move my head away from him, but he grabs me by my nape to keep me in my place firmly. On my knees with my mouth on his c**k.

Lifting his upper body a little putting his weight against his elbow, he guides me and then pushes my hair back from my face, "Take me deeper and suck like it's yours. Deeper, bruja." He curses harshly under his breath as I increase my pace. "Yes, yes, yes, like that."

Not long after, his c**k thickens around me, making me breathless, sweaty, and all stuffed and tensed, but he holds the back of my head and starts pumping his thing so harder that more tears come out of my eyes, and his member feels to get bigger in my mouth.

A few minutes later, his d**k twitches and hot strings of c*m are sprayed deep into my throat. I am too tired to move, so I breathe in his manly scent and force myself to push back my tears. The sight is magnificent to him, which I see clearly in his eyes. His dark eyes take my swollen mouth around his now unerected c**k with his c*m dripping from the corner of my lips, and I lick that clean.

I would have broken down before him. Like a miserable woman, I would have wished for him to pull me in his arms for comfort. I accept my defeat, but he isn't any winner either. He looks as if he can't breathe. His face is turning red with sweats running down his face. The bet may not make sense to me anymore, but it's a satisfactory sight for me to see his arse on fire. . .in discomfort.

Call it the effect of the herbal water he has taken continuously or the blowjob I give him that has his whole body sweating heavily, which he needed, of course, to cool down, feel weak, and fall asleep; so I could escape from his clutches.

With that thought, just as I am about to get on my feet, I suddenly fall back, and his legs are under my back. I tightly close my eyes, thinking I have hit my head somewhat, but no. Everything seems normal, or I am not feeling dizzy even, then how do I. . .?

Two strong arms grasp my thighs in firm holds, and I feel my body slide down, which has my eyes snap open and look at the man's face between my legs, looking hot as ever the way his hungry gaze takes the sight of my drenched panty. "No. . .please," I stammer out loud in shame and try to pull back, careful not to hurt him on his wounds. My breathing spikes up as his gaze meets mine. The sensitiveness of my body will surely kill me if this man touches my core, and I may lose control, which can be an issue for us both.

"Relax, bruja." Grabbing me by my butt, he kneads them with his large palms before bringing my p***y in front of his face. I am so embarrassed in this position that I feel my cheeks heat up. I still manage to stay put and adjust myself with my elbows on his sides to balance my weight, not wanting to put more pressure on his shoulders, where he put my legs so casually as if he didn't get shot on his shoulder. "I am just thirsty and nothing else. There isn't much water here, you see. Your herbal water won't be enough." He says huskily, looking at my eyes with raw lust. "So, why don't you lay there quietly and allow me to have some water right now?"

My n*****s pucker to hear him dirty. His eyes darken to notice how the twins stand for his attention. "f**k me!" He curses under his breath, and his breath on my thighs nearly gives me an orgasm. And he smells that, too, my arousal. I frown, not understanding why my body is reacting to whatever he does. It never happened before, not when I was with Blake. . .unless he touched me to lead us to my bedroom. This thought again makes me angry for thinking about someone who never went down on his knees for me, so I make up my mind to give my all attention to this man between my legs, who sneers, "f**k it! I can't wait for your response any longer."

"Since when does a slave's consent starts to matter to her master?" I bite back a giggle and look at him tauntingly. "I thought it doesn't matter to them. Or did this little prisoner win your heart just by her one blowjob? Don't tell me you are like those men who let their c**k rule them? Decide for you? Because your friend sounds like one, too. What's his name again? Blake Benetton, right?"

"What about him?" He looks unfazed and takes a sharp intake before tugging my panties down, taking the fabric between his teeth.

My throat dries up at that sight. "Well, Earl," I lick my lips as I begin, "It isn't about that guy but you."

"Me?" He rips off my panties, and I can only watch, pressing my lips in a thin line. "What did I do to offend you to taunt me with my c**k that you seemed to like very much a while ago? Did I suffocate you, bruja? Or it is just that you are scared of what my c**k may do to your sweet little p***y that begs me to lick the dripping honey clean. What is it? Tell me before I dig in my dessert."

"Argh!" I gasp in horror. My eyes widen as I look at his mouth. "Hey! Aren't you a newbie in this particular department? How can you talk so dirty to me? You do---don't tell me you lie to me about your tragic love story to bed me!" Oh, Lord. Don't let it be, don't let my assumption comes true. I will die in shame or end up killing the man I give my everything to save for the sake of his family.

Then I see that smile. . .a very cunning and manipulative smile in his eyes. My heart sinks, and I can't help but cry out, "How dare you? How could you lie about that sensitive matter like it is nothing? You think it is funny! You think love is a joke!"

I should have known. How can I let the fact slide away from my mind that this man is Blake's friend, a nobleman of the Basville Kingdom on top? Scrunching my nose angrily, I attempt to move away from him, but he dares to lap his tongue over my p***y lips!

"You Earl! You are so dead. Just you. . .wait!" Carefully again, I struggle hard to move away from him, but he only smirks and pulls me closer by my butt. . .and my p***y bumps onto his face. "Let me go before I chop your d**k off like a cucumber!"

He waves off my threat with his throaty laugh. My core gushes, and I feel more hot c*m drips down, which he licks off with a groan.

"Are you sure you can do that?" His hot breath on my p***y makes me squirm, and I see that satisfied smile on his face. "If it makes you feel any better, then it is a no; I didn't lie to you. You can hold grudges against Blake all you want for him to belittle your kind, but I suggest you not bring me into this. It has nothing to do with me, either." And that put me at ease, and I feel better now. "So, may I if you- " He pokes his nose on my lady parts as he waits for my permission if he has the consent. . .What is he trying to prove by doing this, anyway? That he is the gentleman here!

An idea pops into my mind and has me smirk at him darkly. "If I say no, will you stop now?" He freezes in his spot. Confusion, frustration, and anger flash in his dark irises, but his grip on my butt does loosen for a bit. I know that feel, Earl. I know that feeling.

So, after taking my lips between my teeth, I smile at him in feigned innocence, "Think again." Naughtily, I roll my hips on his face and give him a show with my breasts bouncing like spongy balls that he loves to touch and suck like a baby he isn't. "If you say no to me, you can have me right now. And if you say yes now, you can have me as your blanket. . .plus there will be a reward for you."

With his hold firm on my arse cheeks still, he asks in a dark tone, "What would it be? About the reward, you have just mentioned?"

"Depends on the time you take to answer me, Earl." I smile brightly at him. "Now, have you decided yet?"

I see his eyes turn. . .cold something I don't see before. Yet somehow, it sends chills down my spine, and goosebumps erupt on my skin for the dread crippling my heart. My breath hitches suddenly when his hands move towards my waist and pull me up with a force that my body falls on his arms, and then he rolls me only to trap me underneath him and rest his face between my breasts.

"Now you listen to me, bruja." A bead of sweat starts to form on my forehead to see His nostrils flare as he says in a low but threatening tone, "Nobody asks me to choose. No one. If someone dares to, I make them suffer. All. But in your case, I will be a gentleman for you and hope you will not open your legs wide whenever I ask you to tomorrow, the whole day." A scream escapes my lips when he gropes my bust and pulls my n****e in his mouth for a hard suck. His dark eyes inflict fear in me, and his feverish touch and sweat turn me on weirdly. "Now, do I have your words, my little Bruja?"

I moan pathetically and tell him, "I'm all yours, master."

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"The dark hunters are moving fast to the west towards the Vampire Kingdom.

If I am not wrong, the vampires will soon come to our doorsteps for help to be their allies. Our long-standing feuds with the dark hunter are not a secret anymore. They want to take advantage of that, which you have guessed by now.

So, bring your arse here, Ruthelle Arriens. You know it won't end well if you make me come to pick you myself."

Always the one who threats. I huff in my head. She will never stop mommy-ing me around, will she?

With her letter in my hand, I look up at the sky with my hand resting on the parcel beside me in the mud. Lifting my other hand, I wave at the bird, who wakes me up with its screechy noise after her failed attempts to break through the layer of my casted protection spell around this land despite her managing to drop the parcel sent by Kikira on the lawn. I am glad to see it isn't Raven she sent here, but the one my kind who wouldn't complain about me or even..., "You didn't see anything happened inside, did you?"