Rewriting Her Destiny With The Lycan Kings-Chapter 58: Teasing the King

"Zara... you... you are weak," Denzal said, struggling to speak as her unusual closeness made it difficult for him to breathe. His ever-steady composure faltered, and he found it hard to control himself.

She smiled at the concern in his tone. Somewhere, she was amused to see him prioritizing her health over his desire.

"Am I?" she whispered, her fingers tracing a delicate pattern across his cheek. He closed his eyes, savoring the heat of her touch.

"My Luna, this is not the right time for this. You’re still healing," he said in a deep, gruff voice. His tone was strained, already affected by her sensual touch. He clenched his jaw as her hand stroked his abs.

"I know what I want, my king. Right now, I want... you," she said with an unexpected seductive tone. Even she was surprised by her own boldness, something she had never dared before. Yet, she seemed to be mastering it effortlessly. Her words were enough to make him lose the last thread of his control.

"If you say so," he rasped, and the next second, he grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her into the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced. The hours of restraint he had imposed on himself burst forth like a tsunami.

He devoured her lips as though they were his last meal, pouring all his pent-up emotions into the kiss. Desperation, frustration, and the fear he had endured over the last twenty-four hours consumed him, driving him entirely out of control.

Zara moaned as she felt the intensity of his kiss. He was kissing her with every ounce of emotion he had, making her feel the depth of his yearning. As she gasped, he pushed her against the pillar on the balcony, kissing her even more deeply. She had only asked for a kiss, but he was taking far more than that.

One hand cupped the back of her neck while the other pulled her closer. Unlike their past encounters, this time, Zara was fully involved, trying to take control of the kiss. But he wasn’t ready to give her the lead... not yet.

"I fucking missed you so much," he growled between kisses, his words igniting something deep within her. She tightened her fists in his messy hair and pulled him even closer.

"I missed you too. I felt like I would never see you again," she murmured, almost moaning, as his lips traveled to her neck, sucking deeply.

"There’s no way I’d let that happen. I would find you, even if you traveled to another galaxy," he said aggressively, his rough hands tearing through her soft nightie.

She gasped at his possessive reply, stunned for a moment by the intensity of his words. They touched her to the core. As she leaned in to kiss him again, he suddenly scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed with determination.

She was astounded by the raw possessiveness and desire in his actions. She could see the yearning in his eyes, something she had never noticed before. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

As soon as he placed her on the bed, he tore off his shirt, revealing his shirtless form. She gulped at the sight of him. majestic and powerful, like a Greek god.

He didn’t give her a chance to react. The next second, he pulled her by her legs, positioning himself comfortably beside her. He captured her lips in another deep, consuming kiss. She moaned as he bit her lower lip, demanding entrance.

While his lips dominated hers, his right hand began removing the remnants of her torn dress. Now, she lay before him, dressed only in her undergarments. A chill ran through her body as she realized how exposed she was.

"Denzal..." she whined as she felt his hardness pressing against her thighs through his pants. She could feel how big and firm it was. He smirked at her reaction.

"Afraid already? What will you do when it go deep inside your pussy?" he teased, nibbling her earlobe and stroking her navel.

She shivered at his words, unable to ignore how they sent a rush of goosebumps across her body. She suppressed a moan as his fingers trailed lower. As soon as his hand touched her, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

"Hmmm. So wet already. Is my Luna craving my fingers... or my tongue?" he asked, drawing circles on her most sensitive spot. She arched her back as waves of pleasure began coursing through her. She couldn’t even form words.

"Speak, Zara. What do you want me to do?" he asked, his tone stern, sending a spark of excitement through her. His dominance in the moment thrilled her in ways she hadn’t anticipated.

"Do you want my fingers on your pussy... or do you want me to drink every drop of you with my tongue?" he murmured against her neck, leaving wet kisses. She clutched his active hand, her eyes filled with desire.

"Tongue. I want your tongue all over my pussy," she said, her voice thick with need. Her bold reply made him lose all restraint.

In an instant, he positioned himself between her thighs, spreading her legs wide apart. He inhaled her intoxicating scent before tearing off her last barrier. He growled in satisfaction at the sight before him.

"So wet. Ready to be devoured," he said, his words sending shivers through her. The next moment, she arched as his tongue made a long, deliberate stroke. He began slow but quickly delved into the task with unrelenting passion.

"God... Denzal..." she moaned, feeling as though she was at the peak of pleasure. It was nothing like what they had done in the library that day. This was more intense, more passionate, and overwhelmingly pleasurable.

Tonight, Denzal had unleashed every ounce of control he had kept bottled up. The beast within him had taken over, and he was no longer the man who restrained himself. Tonight, he was hers, and he was determined to claim her completely.

...

As he moved faster with each passing second, she felt her climax approaching. Her grip on his hair tightened, and she pushed him further into her. He growled, sensing her nearing release, as the overwhelming urge to let go began to dominate her body.

"God... don’t stop... don’t stop... Denzal... I’m cumming!"

Her moans grew louder as the walls of her core tightened around his tongue. With one final, deliberate lick, she gasped, trembling as a wave of pleasure overtook her. The release left her drenched in sweat, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath.

Her vision brightened, and for a moment, she stared at the ceiling, still gasping. Then, she felt him move up, his body covering hers completely. Her cheeks flushed with shyness as she noticed the wetness on his lips and chin. She instinctively wiped it away, her face burning. He smirked at her embarrassment, amused by the deep blush spreading across her cheeks.

Before she could say a word, he captured her lips in a deep kiss. She moaned softly, her taste lingering on his tongue. One of his hands wandered to her breast, kneading it gently, while the other reached behind her to unhook her bra.

She shivered as he unhooked it, tossing it aside without hesitation. Now, she was completely bare beneath him. A wave of nervousness washed over her. it was the first time she’d been fully exposed to him like this.

His wild, fervent kisses softened into something tender. Despite her vulnerability, his touch made her feel safe. Though her body was bare, he still wore his pants. His broad frame shielded her from the cold breeze sneaking through the cracks of the bedroom.

As his hands explored her curves, his gaze suddenly fell on the necklace around her neck. He paused, his attention drawn to it. The peculiar design had caught his eye many times before, yet it puzzled him. For a brief moment, he was lost in thought, but he quickly brushed it aside, focusing instead on her body.

It felt like a strange yet thrilling accomplishment to her. To bear the full weight of his powerful body against hers.

As he was about to proceed further, the sound of the door opening suddenly echoed through the room.

Both of them froze. Zara’s eyes widened in shock, and her heart began to race uncontrollably. Denzal immediately tensed, his body going rigid as his sharp instincts kicked in.

Standing in front of them was Devonte. His tall, commanding figure leaned casually against the doorframe, but his presence carried a weight that couldn’t be ignored. His dark eyes glinted with a mix of sternness and amusement as he surveyed the scene before him.

"Having fun without me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, laced with a dangerous edge. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but his tone made it clear he wasn’t entirely joking.

Zara gulped down her saliva seeing the hungry stare his eyes carrying which she have seen in denzal eyes a second ago. It’s made one thing very clear.

She gonna have longest night tonight.