Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King-Chapter 75: To Me, You Are Perfect

Suddenly, the princess' body tensed, her feverish mind clearing up once again.

With all the stress she had to go through while Rhaegar was missing, the princess had no appetite and barely even ate what the queen allowed her to eat, thus getting even thinner.

While she knew that other nobles liked her skinny body, to someone like Rhaegar, she must have looked pathetic.

Lorelai felt shame wash over her like a crashing wave. She tightened her grip on the headrest, wishing she could cover herself or even hide. She felt both embarrassed and extremely sad.

"I am sorry," she did not know why she was apologizing but it was the only thing she could push out of her mouth.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, her lips trembling. She did not mind others finding her body ugly––in fact, she would have preferred it if they did. But not him. She wanted him to want her.

The king remained silent and Lorelai held her breath, frightened. Somehow, she thought he would instantly push her away and laugh at her imperfections; humiliate her for being so repulsive.

The princess was grateful that the man could not see her anxious face. His silence was so overwhelming that she was about to cry.

However, to her great surprise, Rhaegar only brushed her soft blonde hair aside to reveal her slender white neck and gently covered it with kisses.

"What are you sorry about?" He asked in a surprisingly gentle voice.

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"For being so... unattractive..."

The king moved his lips back to her ear and whispered, "There is not even a single part of your body that I find unattractive, princess. To me, you are perfect."

With that, he started showering her with little kisses, his gentle whisper burning Lorelai from within. "I love your slender neck," he said as he covered it with kisses. "I love your tender shoulders. I love the thin line of your back. Your smooth, white skin..."

He kept going on and on and Lorelai's shoulders shrugged in embarrassment while her insides twisted, her heart pounding just as it had before as she was waiting for him to speak.

Those little compliments brought her more pleasure than sex.

Relaxing once again, Lorelai pressed her hot face against the headboard, and Rhaegar took it as a sign to continue.

His manhood was swelling further and working its way deeper into her body, opening her like a flower. A deep moan echoed in the silent night as his hot breath brushed her neck, and his body molded against hers as he pounded her so hard, that she rose up on her toes, lifting her hips even higher.

The king's hands squeezed her breasts again, twisting her nipples. The pain and pleasure invaded her and she couldn't take it, it was just too much. Trembling, she swallowed hard and managed a plea.

"Ugh... not like this... stop..."

"Your lips tell me to stop but your body is being honest with me."

Rhaegar squeezed her nipples harder and a moan escaped the princess' mouth as she quivered on her toes.

"Lorelai... teach your lips to be honest as well. Tell me, what do you want?"

"Ah... Down there... just there..."

"What? Just there?" Rhaegar chuckled, moving his hand down, his finger pressing against her swollen clitoris. He wiggled his finger and whispered mischievously. "You are quite a naughty princess, making such vulgar requests."

Again, it was him who was being vulgar but even though Lorelai wanted to protest, once she managed to open her mouth, all she could do was moan.

The panting noises echoed through her bedroom, loud and obscene.

The princess tried to move away, unable to bear it, but she was trapped between the headrest and Rhaegar's strong body, pounding her from behind.

His length kept moving inside her and her body trembled as he deftly stroked and pinched her sensitive bud.

Now, Lorelai was really crying.

With her hips up in the air, she was struggling to keep her balance, but whenever she tried to lower her body, the king would pull her back up, pushing deeper inside her. She was trapped, overwhelmed by the sensations she was feeling, and her mind kept going blank as he pushed her to the point that she couldn't endure it anymore.

"...!"

Suddenly, she felt something overwhelming between her legs. Every time Rhaegar's manhood rubbed inside, the pressure was so strong that she felt as if she was about to burst.