Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan

Pregnant After One Night With The Lycan By Kellie Brown

Chapter 87 A Drunken Kiss

Marco’s POV:

My heart rate accelerates, every inch of my skin trembles at her touch, and my body buzzes with desire as she pulls me in. But I only get a quick taste. Her soft kiss only lasts for a couple of seconds, before she pulls away again.

Not that I’m interested in ending it now. My thoughts are erratic, and the only thing I can focus on is her, my mate. My wolfish need for raw s*e*x and my primal possessiveness override everything else. Fisting the collar of her top, I yank her towards me, causing a hitch in her breath before I begin sucking on her lips hungrily. With her drunken state, there less rigidness or shyness in her movements. She doesn’t stop me, lacing her fingers round my neck as she kisses me back. I press my throbbing member against the fabric concealing her female parts and she reciprocates, slowly moving against me, forcing a growl to edge between my lips. “Mine,” I whisper.

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I can feel her smile against my lips. My dominance only escalates, and my hand finds its way into the strands of her hair. My fingers slide up through to the roots of her long locks and I scrunch hold of them, gently tugging her head to the side. She obeys my silent demand, exposing her neck to me.

I drop my head into the crook of her jugular, kissing and licking at her flesh, swirling my tongue over my visible mark, making her m*oa*n at the sensations it causes. I mouth at her neck before returning hungrily to her lips before backing her up against the wall behind us.

“I want that skirt and those p*an*tie*s off. Now,” I say, almost speaking into her mouth as our lips still touch.

She complies, and in an instant her skirt and underwear drop to the floor, surging my arousal. My hands race to clasp her butt cheeks, squeezing them hard enough to make her wine. I can’t stop myself from slapping them once or twice for good measure, before my fingers suddenly slip back front.

She gasps as I push through her folds and into her. At first, I swirl gently, and her m*oa*ns are soft and subtle. But I soon grow ravenous and begin to pump her quicker. Her body trembles and shudders with the motions. I feel her hand wrap over mine to enf*orc*e the thrusting, moving her hips in rhythm.

tight. Soon she can’t keep herself standing, Tanya has to lean against me for support,

her peak, and I groan in greater need to have her. She easily folds into my arms, and

almost feel my manhood wail in sadness. But I smile, nevertheless. Careful not to wake her, I tuck her into bed and crawl in beside her, falling asleep

Eric’s POV:

manage to evade my father’s men. Following the trail Lily left me, I travel beyond the border of the capital, heading deep into rogue territory, never stopping for

intimidating, as a Lycan, I am triple the size of any werewolf. I snarl at them with

are only three living Lycans, and the other two wouldn’t have known Dorian’s pack existed. Once they display that they aren’t going to attack

always keeping them on their toes and frightened by the ruling family. It was the only way to prevent any sort of uprising, but I never realized how poor their lives were. Hush little campfires, crumbling abandoned buildings, camping trailers and tents… My royal attire is a stark and harsh contrast to my

in her gaze again as she stands dressed in a sporty outdoor attire, obviously given to

Lily isn’t known for her sincerities, she must’ve truly been desperate. But I avoid making a mocking remark as she

teach me then? You’ll teach me how to

line sits on my lips as he speaks. “Five years ago, I told Lily flower that I returned the kindness her mother offered me, all my debts to her are paid. If she and you, want my help now, then we need to

in combination with my own Lycan power will give me more than enough strength to defeat

see, and teaching you will take time, it may take years if you’re not a fast learner. Not forgetting the fact that you’ll still need to come

of deal

smiles. “I want Tanya. Bring her to me, and

Tanya’s POV:

I groan, forcing my sore body to sit

at me with a playful smile. “Why are