Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King-Chapter 45: You Keep Fading Away

Rhaegar touched her face again and all of a sudden, despite her feverish state, Lorelai felt strangely calm and protected.

For the first time in her life, she actually felt safe. The man next to her was protecting her, keeping her away from all the harm and hurt, and Lorelai could not help but seek the comfort of his touch again.

The lycan king gently kissed her lips again and whispered, "Open your eyes, it should be fine now."

As if hypnotized, she obeyed his words and forced her eyelids open, blinking several times before the vision finally returned to her.

The princess could see the blurry outline of Rhaegar's face and felt another wave of relief washing over her. It was enough to make her let go of the last clutches of that suffocating fear.

That moment of ease, however, did not last long.

A ticklish sensation was constantly rushing into her and, unable to get rid of the irksome feeling, she still writhed in pain, trying to find a suitable release. Lorelai continuously gasped and twisted her thighs around, her fingernails digging into her palms. She felt like she was going to die if she did not get this heat out of her body right away.

Rhaegar sighed and slid his fingers over the princess' neck, down to her collarbones, feeling the heat emanating seductively from her soft, smooth skin.

He nipped at Lorelai's chin and smirked, his own hot breath enveloping her face. "Don't struggle so much. Accept this and let me take care of you."

He was not lying; just like before, he could take care of her as if he knew exactly what she wanted.

Lorelai nodded her dizzy head in a hurry. A small chuckle rolled out from his mouth. He kissed the princess on the forehead and slid the back of his hand against her cheek again.

She completely entrusted her body to him.

Rhaegar loosened his outer robe before removing it completely with the force of his hand. The long line of beautiful golden buttons on his clothes all burst off with one move from his hand and Lorelai could hear them scatter around the marble floors with a peculiar resounding sound.

In the moonlight seeping through the partially opened curtains of his bedroom, they shone like tiny stars.

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Suddenly, the image of his beautiful festive robe appeared inside Lorelai's head and she felt bad that it had to be ruined like that. Rhaegar, on the other hand, did not seem to care at all.

His big, warm hands quickly rolled up the skirt of her dress exposing her bare white legs.

He furrowed his brows together in annoyance. It had not been that long since their last time together, yet she was already looking so much thinner.

Carefully, the king wrapped his big hands around Lorelai's ankles, sliding his thumbs over her protruding bones.

"I can't stand this. You just keep fading away right before my eyes."

There was a chaotic mix of emotions in his amber eyes as he muttered those words under his breath. With a somewhat angry expression, he lifted the princess' dress up to the middle of her thighs and shoved it between her fingers.

"Hold it for me, will you?"

Lorelai did as she was told and held onto the dress with both of her hands. The cool crosswind coming from the open window caressed her hot skin. It finally dawned on her––she was about to spend another night with the lycan king.

Without saying anything else, Rhaegar's hand caressed her calves for quite a long time before it grabbed her thigh. His long fingers gripped her flesh so hard, it felt like it would leave a bruise.

Lorelai was sure that it should be painful but strangely it was closer to pleasure than pain. The inside of her thighs trembled with a strange excitement. It was so itchy and tingly that her body could not handle it. She swallowed hard and stared at the man in front of her.

She already knew the pleasure he would bring her. After all, she had experienced it before.

As soon as she imagined what it would feel like to have his long, thick fingers inside her, her lower body shook instinctively. With the aphrodisiac's effect still stirring her up inside, she spread her legs a little without even realizing it, her body begging for that fathomable pleasure to finally arrive.

Rhaegar, who was still watching her silently, let out a mocking chuckle.

"That's cute, but not enough. Do it like the last time, spread them wide for me, princess."

Though utterly embarrassed, Lorelai's mind kept growing surprisingly impatient. It was so itchy inside of her lower body that she was going completely insane.

Obeying the king's command, she opened her legs wider hoping he would touch her right away, and as soon as she did, he kissed her just above her knees and praised her tenderly.

"There you go, princess. Good job."

Then, Rhaegar's eyes moved upward and settled right between her legs. His bold, explicit gaze felt almost tangible; that menacing amber glow contrasted greatly against his black pupils.

Flustered, the princess curled her toes, not able to bear the anticipation. Her nervousness was evident in every single movement of her body.

She did not know it, but her lower body was already soaking wet. Lorelai's hips twisted once more and her face turned crimson red as she realized how moist her nether region was. She could not bear it. The frustrating combination of both desire and embarrassment was drowning her mind in misery.

"Hurry, do something! I cannot feel this anymore!"

The king's eyes narrowed as he moved his sharp gaze up, back to Lorelai's face. His already dark pupils dilated even more and his lips stretched into a cunning grin.

He stroked Lorelai's inner thigh pausing just below the throbbing area, and asked, leaning even closer to her, "What is it, princess? What do you want me to do?"