The King (The Lycans #8) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Paranormal, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The Lycans Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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But I wanted to take my time right now—well, as much as I could. As much as his wolf would allow. Because although I held a hell of a lot of power where he was concerned, an Otherworld male wasn’t the best at letting somebody else take control, even if it was their mate.

I sucked the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the crown, pressing gently into the slit. He grunted above me, and I felt his hands tangle in my hair, keeping my head right where he wanted it. I hummed my approval and sucked on him with more fervor, drawing more pre-cum out and swallowing it, needing more, needing it to fill my belly.

And when I sank my mouth along his length another inch, I felt him pull me closer, making me take more of him. I moaned as more wetness spilled from me. My thighs were drenched, slick and slipping together in an obscene way. I lifted my hands and curled my fingers into his taut ass, feeling the muscles clench as he pushed inside of my mouth and pulled back.

He was fucking himself in my mouth, and for long seconds, I let him use me.

But this was about me showing him that I could bring him to his knees, so to speak. So I gently backed off and would’ve chuckled hearing his huff of irritation if my mouth wasn’t full of cock.

I let his flesh pop free of my lips and gripped that heavy length in my hand, lifting it up so it rested against his belly, and then immediately leaned in and dragged my tongue along the underside. I traced that thick, pulsing vein that ran from the base to tip. He was growling above me, the sound echoing in the room. With my other hand, I grabbed his balls, kneading the heavy weights, feeling the skin tightening. I knew he was close.

With one more lick from base to tip along that pulsing vein, I sucked half his cock back into my mouth, trying to sink as deep as I could, taking as much as I could until I felt the head bump against the back of my throat. He groaned deeply, and as if he couldn’t control himself, his hips jerked forward.

I gagged, and he backed off. My eyes were watering but my hands were right back on his ass, pulling him closer, wanting him to do it again. And he did.

When I felt the crown of his cock deep in my throat, I swallowed around him, loving how he cursed in Gaelic, feeling the sting of pain from his hands in my hair as he tightened his hold on the strands.

And then I found myself bobbing my head up and down, unable to take all of his cock, so I wrapped my hand around the base and started jerking off what I couldn’t reach. I tasted spurts of his pre-cum shooting out of him and flowing down the back of my throat, bathing my tongue, and I knew he was so close. I wanted that; I wanted to swallow every single drop until I was drowning from it.

Banner suddenly pulled out of my mouth with a resounding pop, and I gasped out in surprise, about to protest that he hadn’t let me finish, when he hauled me off the ground, gripped my chin with his big palm, and tilted my head back. He claimed my lips in a brutal, passionate action, pushing his tongue inside my mouth and exploring every single inch of me.

The kiss turned heated and frantic, sloppy even as he kissed every part of my mouth, around my lips, dragging his tongue over and over my sensitive flesh while I was helpless to do anything but take it all.

“Ah, lass, ye please me tae no end.” He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “But when I come it’s going tae be in your pussy, making ye take all my cum so ye smell like me from the inside out.”

Before I could say anything in response, he hauled me off the ground, tossed me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing, and slapped my ass with that big paw of his. He molded his palm over one of the cheeks, growling low, and turned to walk to the bed.

Unceremoniously, he tossed me down, my body bouncing twice, anticipation coursing through me.

“Now,” he said, and I turned so I was on my back and staring up at him. He took a step closer. “Now it’s time for me tae thoroughly fuck my mate so she knows who is the dominant one.” His grin was slow and wolfish. “And we’re going tae ensure that by me leaving my marks on yer porcelain skin so everyone knows how much I’m obsessed with my wee female.”


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