
Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince
Núbia Skylight · Completed · 220.4k Words
Introduction
"What are you going to do..." My voice was interrupted by a hot slap on my ass that made me moan. "You don't speak," said one of them kissing my neck, "you obey," added the other.
The touch of a hot tongue on my soaked pussy was more than enough to make me forget my protests.
When Alice, in an act of compassion, decided to save an injured wolf on the road, she had no idea that this simple act would turn her life upside down. In taking the injured animal to the nearest vet, her intention was simple: to save a helpless life.
But now she was linked to two beautiful, hot werewolves in an unknown realm. She was being tested to the last drop of her sanity and lust. Alice found herself caught between submission and passion, losing herself in the depths of a world where the wildest instincts mixed with the most intense pleasures of her flesh.
Chapter 1
ALICE
"Breath," Alaester's voice sounded low and husky against my ear while a firm hand slid down the curve of my spine, sending waves of pleasure and anticipation through my milky skin. "I can hear your heart beating fast, darling."
The soft voice brought a comforting wave of calmness to my anxious body. "Yeah, love. Why don't you relax and enjoy the night?" said the other alpha as he kissed the line of my collarbone, making me tremble.
There were two of them. The dim light didn't allow me to see their faces perfectly, but the shadow cast by the small beam of light gave a bold outline of how the size of their bodies compared to mine. I didn't recognize them, but I felt safe with them in some strange way. And I wanted them desperately, as if my skin would melt and fall off me if they stopped touching me.
"Relax, my mate," Aemon said in a deeper tone as he drew even closer to me, pressing my body against his broad, tattooed chest. “We'll take outstanding care of you."
Even though the images of their faces were blurry to me, I knew I could trust them. Aemon smiled, lifting his hand to touch my shoulders, and I grabbed his arm, pulling him closer. My knees were already parted when his closeness made me fall onto the bed, pulling the large, muscular male beneath me. I was surprised that I hadn't bumped into Alaester.
Aemon occupied my mouth with his, demanding that I yield space for his tongue to explore every inch inside of mine. It was intriguing how willingly I yielded and felt so comfortable with him while Alaester watched us.
The kiss was addictive, demanding more and more from me. But I wanted Alaester to be involved. In fact, I needed him to be. How could I feel so seduced by both of them? Aemon rained kisses on my neck and collarbone, savoring my salty skin as I writhed on the mattress, arching my chest upwards.
Alaester lifted my head, observing how my eyes were closed as I trembled with pleasure. He lifted my head high enough for me to meet his lips as he kissed me. I moaned, almost whimpering with pleasure, as he sucked on my bottom lip, nibbling and savoring my wild taste. The smell of sex filled the air as Aemon ran his tongue over my stiffening nipple, sucking and teasing it.
Let. Me. Touch. You," I managed to whisper to Alaester, moaning so deliciously that I almost convinced him to drop the deal. His erection was throbbing. He looked down and shook his head, waving a finger in the air. "Rules are rules," he said, letting go of my hair to tie a knot around my wrists. "Besides, you agreed to this. Didn't you?"
I didn't respond, so he pinched the tip of my nipple, making me moan in pain and pleasure. My nipples hardened to the point of pain, swelling, and craving attention, causing me to close my legs, but Aemon held onto my ankle, preventing me from doing so as he kissed my trembling calves.
I felt hot, trembling with anticipation, and those knots twisting in my belly were already more than present. Between my legs, Aemon was already working on securing the restraints around my ankles, lifting them to the dark wooden canopy, leaving me completely exposed to them.
Alaester brought my hands above my head, securing them to the headboard. I didn't know what the plan was, but I knew how wet it was making my pussy. That twinge of anxiety was already burning in my belly. Both men sniffed the air, their eyes turning into intense silver-blue.
"As it's your first time with both of us at once," Aemon began to speak, caressing the skin on my back and descending to my thigh, where the exciting and delicious electricity ignited my body. I moaned, biting my lips. "We'll be extremely attentive to your body. Do you remember your safe word?"*
I managed to nod slowly and murmur, "Yes." The males smiled at the fever emitted by my body, so receptive to them that I felt like purring.
Alaester quickly sealed my lips and took one of my breasts into his mouth. I responded by arching my back to receive more of him. The touch of his tongue on my breasts, so gentle and fiery at the same time, awakened a primal hunger inside me, making me curl my fingers, wanting to grab his hair and pull him closer.
I cursed internally with frustration when he pulled away, but that sense of loss was replaced by the touch of fingers on my pussy. "God!" I groaned, my body involuntarily writhing with pleasure as he pushed his fingers even deeper into me. "More!" I cried, causing a growl to escape his lips as he blew over my bare breast.
The warm tongue traced over my breast again, swirling around the hardened bud, while his other hand pinched my other nipple. "God!" I groaned again.
"Stop invoking deities, little devil," Alaester, who was caressing my breasts, said, punishing the hardened nipple even more with his hands and lips. "It's not them giving you this," he said, attaching a metal clamp to each nipple and slapping me on the left one.
I moaned at the small point of pain being placed on my breasts. It was extremely stingy, but soon, that painful sensation was replaced by a wave of pleasure building up between my legs. "This. Is. so good." That's all I said as the pain turned into pleasure, causing the moisture to grow in my pussy.
The male chuckled, satisfied with his choice. "Have fun up there," Aemon, who was now between my legs, growled to the other, eliciting a rough, almost wild laugh. "I'll go for the main course."
Aemon's fingers traced their way into my pussy, and I began to moan immediately as he slid his thumb over my smooth, warm, and moist folds.
He kissed my belly, and the heat of his body made me lift my hips, grinding against the hand that was now inside me. I licked my lips as I saw Alaester standing there, watching the other male pleasure me while he stroked his hard, thick cock. I felt my body quiver, and my pussy clenched around him tighter and tighter as Aemon pressed the hard point of my clit.
"For all the Gods," he declared in a moan, pulling his fingers out of me and licking the shiny lubrication dripping from them. Aemon could barely contain his own desire to have me riding his cock, it was noticeable by the bulge in the boxer briefs he still wore, but he had promised to make it happen the right way. He smiled, getting ready for me as Alaester showed me the tiny red whip.
I woke up with the sensation of heat enveloping my body. I got out of bed, sweat gathering on my forehead. I looked around for them, feeling the moisture in my pussy so vividly that it gave the sensation that it had all been real. It was the third time just this week that I had dreamt about those two men. But, as always, I couldn't hold onto a vivid image of their faces. Only the feeling of irritatingly present latent desire between my legs.
How could I know that I trusted those two strangers so readily? Did I even truly know their names? If I did, why the hell did I know their names?
I rubbed my face and sighed in frustration. Sitting on my bed, I wished it had been much more than a dream. I forced myself to take a cold shower.
I was facing the state of my body. Maybe I should take two showers to calm my thoughts and go back to sleep. It was going to be a long day.
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