Defying the Lycan King-Chapter 52: Give Me An Heir
Kira’s breath hitched at the authority in his voice, but she obeyed, crawling onto the large bed and positioning herself on her hands and knees. The sheets were cool beneath her palms. She felt exposed, vulnerable... and strangely, achingly ready.
He’s so commanding, Kira thought as she settled into position. This is just the contract. Nothing more. So why is my body already trembling for him?
Derek stripped off the rest of his clothes in seconds and moved behind her with predatory grace. His large hands gripped her hips, fingers digging possessively into the soft flesh as he pulled her back until the curve of her arse pressed firmly against him. The thick length of his cock slid along her slick folds, teasing her entrance with slow, torturous strokes.
"Already wet for me," he growled, his voice low and filthy in the quiet room. "I won’t go easy on you tonight, Kira."
Oh goddess, Kira thought, a helpless moan slipping from her lips as he pushed inside her in one slow thrust. He stretched her open, filling her completely, the burning fullness stealing the breath from her lungs. His words promised a lack of mercy, and for some twisted reason, the thought only heightened her arousal. He was thick, hot, and buried so deep she could hardly think straight. She was supposed to hate this... so why did it feel so devastatingly good?
Derek groaned deeply at the tight, velvet heat of her pussy clenching around him. Fuck, Leo roared inside his head. So tight. So perfect. So mine.
"Fuck, you feel perfect," he rasped, pulling back only to slam into her again, harder this time. "So tight. So fucking wet for your husband."
He set a punishing rhythm, taking her from behind with deep, possessive strokes that rocked her entire body. One hand fisted in her hair, tugging her head back until her back arched beautifully for him. The other slid around to cup her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers, twisting just enough to draw another broken moan from her throat.
"Take it," he growled against her ear, his beast fully awake and raging beneath his skin. "Take every inch of my cock like the good little queen you are."
His filthy words should not have thrilled her the way they did. Kira bit down hard on her lower lip as sharp pleasure spiked through her with every powerful thrust. She kept reminding herself that she was doing this for freedom, not because she wanted him. Yet her body betrayed her completely, pushing back against him, eagerly chasing every bit of friction he gave.
Derek brought his palm down sharply on her arse, the loud smack echoing through the room. "Arch your back more," he commanded, his voice rough with lust. "Let me fuck you deeper."
She obeyed without conscious thought, pressing back against him, and he rewarded her with another brutal thrust and a second stinging spank. The sharp sting bloomed into liquid heat that spread through her veins. Her eyes rolled back as pleasure threatened to overwhelm her completely, and every rational thought scattered from her mind. There was no tomorrow, no yesterday, only the raw, consuming heat between them now. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
His strength wrapped around her like steel bands, holding her exactly where he wanted her. His shaft plunged so deep she thought she might die. This passion was far more savage than the first time they had come together. Derek was ravaging her like a man possessed, and perhaps he was. And all Kira wanted was more, more of his heat, more of his power, as though each thrust could drive away every shadow that had ever darkened her heart.
His teeth grazed that sensitive spot on the side of her neck, and a low, primal growl rumbled deep in his chest. The vibration sent electricity racing across her skin, pushing her straight over the edge. Her inner muscles clenched around him in wave after wave of powerful, shuddering ripples as her orgasm crashed through her. Derek’s teeth left her neck as her rich, musky feminine scent swirled around him in heady waves, flooding his senses and driving both man and beast wild.
Without giving her time to catch her breath, he pulled out, breathing hard. He dropped onto his back in the centre of the bed, his cock glistening and standing thick and proud against his stomach.
"Come here," he said, his voice rough and commanding. "Ride me."
Kira stared at him blankly for a moment; she had never done this before.
As though he could read the hesitation on her face, Derek added, "Mount me. Like a horse."
Heat flooded her cheeks, but she moved over him anyway, straddling his hips with trembling thighs.
"Now fill yourself with me," he ordered, his dark eyes locked on hers with ruthless intensity. "Ride my cock." He gripped the base of his shaft and guided the swollen head to her entrance, holding it there.
Kira sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch. The stretch was intense and deliciously overwhelming. She moaned softly as she settled fully onto him, feeling him throb deep inside her body.
He’s so deep like this, she thought, a fresh shiver running through her.
"That’s it," Derek groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Good girl. Now move."
She began slowly, rocking her hips in gentle motions as she grew accustomed to the new angle. Derek pushed himself up onto his elbows, capturing the tip of one bouncing breast in his mouth. He sucked hard, then bit down gently on her nipple, the sharp sting sending a spark straight to her core. He refused to release her breast as she began to move up and down, the constant pressure of his teeth and tongue driving her wild.
Kira’s rhythm gradually increased. She rode him faster, harder, her breasts bouncing with every movement. Derek’s hands tightened on her hips, lifting her only to slam her back down, forcing his length even deeper. Up. Down. Up. Down. With each powerful thrust, she forgot how to breathe. His own hips rose to meet her, driving into her from below.
"Derek!" she cried out, the sound torn from her throat.
"Fuck, look at you," he growled around her nipple, his beast snarling in raw triumph. "Taking my cock so well. Ride me harder, Kira. Make yourself come on me."
She did. Her head fell back, desperate moans spilling freely from her lips as she chased her pleasure with reckless abandon. Derek’s thrusts met hers from below, powerful and ruthless. The wet slap of their bodies filled the room, mingling with their ragged breathing and low, animalistic groans.
When her second orgasm hit, it crashed over her like a wave. Kira cried out sharply, her body shuddering violently as her inner walls clenched tight around him once more, pleasure tearing through every nerve.
"Yes... oh goddess, yes," she purred, completely lost in the sensation.
Derek followed only moments later. A deep, guttural roar tore from his throat as he spilled inside her, his hips jerking up hard. His beast howled in victory inside his mind. Mine. Filled. Bred.
For a few blinding seconds, Derek let the beast take over completely. He held her down firmly on his cock, pulsing deep inside her, filling her to the brim with such force it felt as though he were pouring his very life into her body.
"Give me an heir, Kira," he mumbled against her skin, his voice raw and unexpectedly fervent. This time, the words sounded less like a command and more like a prayer.
