NEEDING MORE
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MATURE CONTENTS!!!
DOMINIQUE'S P.O.V
I make my way towards the indoors garden with silent steps, and take a seat by the hand made lake with my bare feet in it. I have been on edge for almost a month now. Everything sets me off.
The water tickles my feet, cooling off some of the heat in my body. With my hands on the ground behind me, and my face towards the sky, I Try to find out why I can't get rid of my s****l build-up. But, I come up with nothing, and that only seems to aggravate me more.
I smell her even before she steps foot in the garden. Her perfume, a little too strong for my nose. Her heels make a clicking noise that gets louder as she draws closer to me. I sometimes wonder how I got together with her and why.
"I've missed you Dominique. You don't look for me, neither do you call for me. Don't you miss me?" she asks, her hand makes it's way down my chest as she wraps her arm around my shoulders from behind me.
I enjoy her touch, but not like before. She continues her quest down my abdomen slowly. She grabs hold of my hardening shaft and gives it a hard squeeze.
I let out a low growl in arousal, "be careful Nebula, or you'll get bitten... very hard." I say in a husky voice, hinting my excitement.
"Mmmm... I think I'd like a bite or two." she whispers, and sucks on my earlobe. Her perfume makes my nose itch.
Nebular is what I call a s*x partner. Being a lycan means great stamina, intense s****l need and arousal. However, me being a royal increases that need tenfold. Because of this, it's always advisable to let out that s****l tension, or it keeps increasing to an unbearable degree.
Plus, this need increases the more when I'm on a rut. A rut is when a lycan male is overcome with the instinct to breed. It happens every eight months but when a male recognizes his mate it happens every four months. Being without a mate, would have been frustrating without a s*x partner.
Nebula moves to kneel in front of me. I take in her features, from her small eyes to her round face. Small lips and slim figure to her small breast. Everything about her is so small, making her practically invincible when standing by my tall, muscular build.
She unbutton my jeans and draws my zip down. I look at her with lustful eyes, but I don't move a muscle. I stay still and wait to see what she'll do. I watch her pull out my larger than average sized c**k and let out a gasp.
"Sire, you seem to be getting bigger and bigger." she says, and sends a seductive smile my way. But I school my features and say nothing. What did she expect, I have not had a release in a month.
She tries to wrap her hand around my shaft, but she quits trying when it's beginning to seem impossible with how thick it is. Slowly, She strokes me up and down making a shiver run from my hard, erect c**k up my spine and down to my toes. It has gotten quite sensitive from lack of release.
She puts my waiting c**k in her wet, warm mouth and sucks on my head...hard, I let out a growl at that. And feel my c**k twitch from the pleasure and attention it's receiving. She tries to swallow all of my length but only goes halfway.
I grab onto her hair, but not too tight as she bobs her head on my c**k. Then thrust into her mouth and deep into her throat and watch her gag around my c**k. She likes when I'm rough with her .But right now I'm only looking for a release.
I pull my c**k out of her mouth and make her lay flat on the grass. I pull her pink body fitting dress up her waist, only to see her completely naked beneath. Her pink p***y leaking p***y juice and her arousal saturated in the air makes my eyes darken considerably, and my already hungry c**k pulse, wanting to be buried deep in her.
I pull my pants down to give my angry c**k more freedom, and pull her to me by her waist. I'm seated deep in her wet cunt with one thrust in the next second, I let out a groan at how good she feels.
"f**k!!" She shouts from the mixture of pain and pleasure.
But I pay no mind to her and keep thrusting in her at a constant pace looking for my release. The slapping sound of our skin and slurping of her juices as I fill her up, fills this place. Her moans that seems to be a hybrid of pain and pleasure adds to the songs of lust we are making.
"Aahh...yesss..oh..Oh My God!" She cries out, and I increase my speed.
"D... Dominique, I'm cumming." she shouts, and I feel her p***y walls squeeze my c**k. I watch her juice flow down her thighs.
But I still don't feel satisfied. I want more. I need more. I have been craving for more for the past month, but I have never c*m ones in that time. Nothing seems to satisfy me. I don't even find release in m**********g, it only keeps me on edge. Never pushing me off the cliff. I feel like I might go mad. It's getting very unbearable.
I turn her on her knees and hands then take her from behind harder and faster.
"Oohh..s...slow d...down" she moans, but I keep going.
"Aahhhh..." She screams, and cums a second time on my c**k.
"f**k" I hiss and pull out of her cunt and tuck my still fully erect c**k into my pants.
"Dominique, what's wrong, why did you stop?" she asks, looking at me in confusion and desire.
Looking at her now, I feel no desire to touch her, or even be in the same room as her. Her slim figure no longer seems attractive to me. I want more. I need more. But I know it can't come from her.
"Nothing." I hiss, then turn around to leave with my still hard shaft in its Jean clad prison.
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