Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]-Chapter 496: Don’t Hold Back… Light Me Up Again [4]

[TAMIKO]

When Kosta had run into Tamiko in the Reynard lands years ago, it was the first time his heart had truly leaped in his chest. The first time that his omega willingly came to the surface for a moment, and made him want to breathe in more and more.

It was the first time that he breathed like there was someone who would care if he lived or died in battle.

Someone who would not let him go, however crazy things got for them. And even better, he had found someone who gave him more than just a mere purpose. This was someone he wanted to stay alive for.

It had been an assumption for him back then, going through every possible thing to make sure Tamiko had had a good life.

Doing everything to let everyone know that Tamiko was his and that whoever tried to play with Tamiko would get to meet the wrath of the mighty barbarian who cared for no one.

That right there was the first time Kosta had really wanted to come out to the world as an omega. It was as if the quiet he had trained himself to lean into didn’t mean much to him because he wanted to really have all the attention that Tamiko could ever provide.

And it was also the first time he didn’t care that he would be judged for being the only Lycian omega.

Tamiko had made it easier for him to fall in love, even when the first time had literally been Tamiko making a run from the home that would eventually be theirs. Because, despite the chaos around them at the time, Tamiko had made Kosta fall even harder.

He had made Kosta want to take him home, devour him, and reveal all his secrets. It had been a hard moment for Kosta because no one in his entire life had ever made him want to reconsider so many decisions at the same time.

Not one had made him want to break all the rules, including the very rules that the mad king had set.

And yet just a smile on Tamiko’s face had Kosta swearing to kill the king if Tamiko so willed it.

Now, more than a decade later, as a very naked Tamiko pinned a half-naked Kosta against the wall of the prince’s royal chambers that still reeked of the last time they had been here.

Kosta couldn’t help but wonder if the crazy prince had preserved their senses. Because he knew for a fact that ever since the ultimatum, Tamiko hadn’t stepped back into this room.

The king had once said something along the lines of Tamiko choosing not to remember Kosta, because Kosta was in Sanji’s hands at the time.

But now he could tell that it was because the prince didn’t want to lose the raw scent that had been from their blended heat and rut.

The scent of Kosta’s heat and trigger.

Once again, this was what was here with, and Tamiko was looking at Kosta like he didn’t just fuck three orgasms out of Kosta and even more with his tongue.

He still looked starved.

Like he had been waiting for this particular meal for days.

It was supposed to be scary.

The way Tamiko held Kosta obsessively.

The way Tamiko’s possessive scent clung to the walls of the chambers, and even got worse with every breath they took.

He should have been scared when Tamiko tore his shirt to pieces, not caring that Kosta had spent the entire morning trying to find something reasonable enough to come home with.

Now that something presentable was in pieces. With the only pieces left at the very camp that Tamiko had set on fire the moment the portal closed.

The other half was now an unrecognized piece of clothing on the prince’s floor.

It was a barbaric state he had found himself in, and it was almost hilarious to think that of the two of them, Kosta was the known barbarian.

Well, perhaps Kosta was forgetting that Tamiko was known as the prince who would burn the realm down if Kosta so much as wished for it... even in passing.

"You didn’t wear anything down here, princess. Did you plan on getting fucked by me?" Tamiko teased, snapping Kosta out of his endless train of thoughts.

He was already wrecked and ruined by Tamiko.

Hell, it was even a miracle that he was able to stand against the door perfectly.

His legs were still shaking from the last orgasm he had gotten. His body was still adapting to the aftershocks of what it felt like to finally be marked and owned by the prince again.

Like Tamiko himself was a Chapter that had NEVER been closed in Kosta’s life.

It was supposed to be a sensible time, but fuck sensibility because right now, the only thing that was in Kosta’s mind was to get fucked by his Erasthai, who was ruining him already.

But he wanted more.

He would always want more.

Even when he was ruined and losing consciousness. He didn’t mind, after all; he was where he had always wanted to be, in Tamiko’s arms, being looked at like he was the most precious thing the unhinged crowd prince owned.

Kosta didn’t care if he was owned or traded for Tamiko; all he cared about was that he belonged to the man. The titles didn’t mean shit, and they both already knew it.

Maybe that was why instead of saying anything, Kosta just grabbed Tamiko’s still hard cock, then lifted his leg and rested it against Tamiko’s waist, before putting the cock into his waiting cunt.

"You’re mine," Kosta growled, even though it all came off as a desperate moan.

Tamiko just let out a light laugh when Kosta wrapped his hands on Tamiko’s neck and lifted himself right into Tamiko’s waiting arms and began fucking himself on Tamiko.

The wet sounds that filled the room were slow and thick at the same time.

And Tamiko let out a soft groan before he held onto Kosta, thrusting into him, hard, like he was disciplining the brat who had dared to defy all aspects of fate to find himself back where he belonged.

For Kosta... this was heaven.

He was safe.

He was never going to leave again.

This was his home, and everyone else would be damned if they tried to pry them away from each other again.

"Fuck, princess," Tamiko groaned in pleasure when Kosta’s fangs suddenly tore into his shoulder, marking him as if to tell the world that that was his man. That no one would ever be able to take from him.

Kosta didn’t care that he looked more of a barbarian at that moment than he had ever been before. That he was getting fucked hard hadn’t the wall with his fangs deep into Tamiko’s shoulder like that was what they both needed.

And he didn’t stop on just one shoulder.

In the middle of the moans and cries, Kosta marked Tamiko again, on the other shoulder. It was only when he was satisfied with the marks did he let his mind finally process what he was doing.

By the time he realized it all, he was being fucked hard in Tamiko’s bed.

Oh, he was really a goner for this madman, wasn’t he?

"I missed you so much."