Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 117 R-18 MATURE SAGE "Please, lickmore...

Titus's grin widened, his crimson eyes glowing with triumph. "Is my pleasure, my lady," he said, his tone laced with seduction. Without another word, he lowered his head, his tongue flicking out to tasteagain, and I cried out as he expertly resumed his torment. This time, there was no holding back, no hesitation as he lavishedwith his attention, his tongue moving in ways that unraveledpiece by piece. His grip on my thighs tightened, keepingpinned in place as he devouredlike a man starved, every flick and swirl of his tongue pushingcloser to the edge.

"Titus..." I whimpered, clutching at the sheets, my entire body trembling under the intensity of his touch. The world around.blurred into nothingness, leaving only him-his hands, his mouth, his unrelenting focus on drivingcompletely over the edge.

And as the tension withincoiled tighter and tighter, I realized there was no going back. I was his completely, and in this moment, I didn't want it didn't want it any other way.

Titus growled softly, the vibration adding to the unbearable pleasure coursing through me. His tongue worked with precision, every flick, swirl, and stroke pushingcloser to the edge. My body was trembling uncontrollably now, a slave to the overwhelming sensations he was drawing out of me.

"Titus... I can't..." I gasped, my voice barely coherent as the pressure insidebuilt higher and higher. My hands fisted the strands of his hair as I was desperately looking for something to hold on to while slowly ascending to my highest peak. But the pleasure was too intense that I was subconsciously pushing his head away from my center.

He glanced up at me, his crimson eyes gleaming with satisfaction and something deeper-possessiveness, perhaps. "Don't push me," he murmured against me, his lips brushing over my sensitive skin. "I don't want to get interrupted while having my meal," he warned before he continued eating my femininity.

With one final flick of his tongue, the coil of tension insidesnapped. A wave of ecstasy crashed over me, stealing the breath from my lungs and leavingutterly undone. I cried out his name, my body arching off the bed as the release consumed me, leavingtrembling and vulnerable beneath him. My legs were shaking, and I'm almost out of my wits.

But Titus didn't stop, his mouth and hands coaxingthrough the aftershocks until I was left boneless and spent. He finally lifted his head, his lips glistening, and his smirk was one of pure triumph.

"You're breathtaking when you let yourself go," he said, his voice rough with desire. His hands moved to cradle my face, his thumb gently brushing against my cheek as if to ground me.

I blinked up at him, still trying to catch my breath, my heart racing as his words settled over me. There was no teasing in his expression now, only a raw intensity that made my stomach flutter.

"I..." I tried to speak, but my voice failed me. The bond between us hummed like a live wire, stronger than ever, and I could feel his need forpulsing through it like a second heartbeat.

Titus leaned down, brushing his lips over mine in a kiss that was surprisingly tender, a contrast to the wild storm we'd just been caught in. "We're far from done, Sage," he whispered against my mouth, his tone filled with promise.

A shiver ran through me, and I knew he was right. This was only the beginning.

Before I could fully recover, Titus's lips claimed mine again, this tmore demanding, more consumting. His kiss reignited the fire I thought had burned itself out, leavingbreathless and yearning for more. His hands roamed over my body, as if 1/4 55%1 Chapter 117 memorizing every curve, every inch of skin that now belonged to him.

"Titus..." I murmured his name, my voice shaky with both anticipation and surrender.

"I'm going to claim every inch of your being," he growled, his voice low and husky.

"No. This can't be right," I whispered again. Even after that mind blowing orgasm, I'm still denying the fact that I want this. This has nothing to do with what's right or not. I was convincing myself more than him.

He trailed kisses down my neck, each one sending shivers through my body. When his lips reached the hollow of my throat, he paused, his tongue flicking out to taste my skin before nipping it lightly with his teeth. "You're mine, kitten," he said, his voice dark and reverent, each word laced with an unshakable certainty.

I couldn't deny it. The tension between us was unrelenting, pullingfurther into him, leaving no room for doubt or resistance. My body ached for his touch, for his closeness, and I couldn't fight it anymore.

He shifted his weight, his strong hands sliding down to grip my thighs. With ease, he spread them apart, positioning himself. between them, his gaze never leaving mine. The intensity in his eyes sent a wave of heat rushing through me, and I felt my breath hitch as anticipation coiled tightly in my core.

Titus leaned down, his forehead resting gently against mine, his eyes locking onto my gaze with an intensity that made my heart race. His voice dropped to a near whisper, deep and full of unyielding promise. "I'm going to make you mine in every way, kitten," he murmured, his tone laced with both tenderness and possession.

I felt him position himself at my entrance, the heat of his body radiating into mine, making my breath hitch in anticipation. Slowly, he began to ease his long, hard shaft into me. My body stretched to accommodate him, the sensation both overwhelming and electrifying. A loud, uncontrollable moan escaped my lips as he filledcompletely, every inch of him leavingbreathless and trembling beneath him.

"Titus..." I gasped, my voice laced with pleasure and need, as he paused for a moment, allowingto adjust to the fullness. My fingers instinctively dug into his bare back, my nails leaving faint marks on his skin, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he let out a low growl, a sound that resonated deep within me, igniting the fire even further.

He started to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, each one sending waves of heat rippling through my body.

"Ahhh...please," I pleaded, clinging to him as his pace began to pick up. Each thrust was deeper, more powerful, leavinggasping for air, my mind spinning with the sheer intensity of it all.

"Yes, kitten. Moan for me. I want to hear your sweet moans," he murmured against my ear, his voice rough and strained with his own pleasure. "You were made for me, Sage. Every part of you belongs to me." His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't hold back the cries of pleasure that escapedas he continued to claim me, his movements growing more fervent, more demanding. My body arched into him, meeting his every thrust, as if it had been waiting for this moment, for him.

I was quite annoyed when Titus slowed his movements, his heated gaze locking onto mine as he leaned back slightly. His hands slid down to my hips, gripping them with a firmness that made my pulse race even faster. "Your turn, kitten," he rasped, his voice thick with desire.

I blinked at him, dazed and breathless, trying to process his words. He smirked, the curve of his lips both teasing and commanding. With a gentle but insistent grip, he shifted, guidingto move with him. Before I realized what was happening, I was on top of him, straddling his hips, my legs trembling as I tried to adjust to the sudden change.

"Aaahhhh!" I screamed in pleasure when I felt him poking the deepest part of my insides. This position was different, yet it's more pleasurable. It givespower being on top of the powerful lycan king.

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