The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 118

“Need you to come for me, sweetling.” He murmurs against my heated skin as his cock slides through my folds, the plush tip bumping that sensitive bundle of nerves that makes me see stars. “Don’t want to hurt you. Need to make sure you’re ready to take me.”

His hand slides between us, his fingers slipping inside my dripping hole, stretching and stroking the sensitive patch of nerves. He strums the spot deep inside me in time with the nudge of his hard length against my clit. It only takes a few pumps of his fingers and cock before my walls flutter with my impending orgasm.

“Come, now!” He rumbles, his warm breath in my ear. Then his teeth graze my neck over the spot I’ll wear his mark and I explode.

Slick floods his hand as I pour out my release. I scream his name as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. I’m still riding the high when he pushes inside me, thrusting deep with one swift flex of his hips.

“Shh. I’m so sorry, sweetling.” He soothes when I yelp, brushing my sweaty hair back from my face. “It will be better soon, I promise.”

“I-, I-” I pant through the pain, lessened by the lingering pleasure he gave me. “I’m okay.”

“Are you sure? How do you feel?” He watches my expression with worry in his eyes while he waits for me to respond.

“Full, stretched, but in the best way.” I can already feel another orgasm building just from the way his cock feels sitting heavy inside me. My walls clench around him, drawing a luxurious groan from his lips. “How do you feel?”

“Like I could live inside you, just like this, for the rest of my life. You feel like heaven, sweetling.”

I can’t help but beam up at him, my heart fluttering at his response. But the feeling is quickly overshadowed by a surge of need when Alaric rolls his hips, thrusting even deeper.

“Alaric, please!” I beg, wrapping my legs around him and digging my heels into his butt to urge him on. “I need you to move now!”

“As you wish, sweetling.” He drags his cock out ever so slowly before pushing back in just as leisurely. 1

Never taking his eyes off me, Alaric gradually increases his pace as he learns my body, what makes me whimper with need, what makes me scream in ecstasy. He drives me mad as he makes love to me with more passion than I knew could exist. When my thighs shake and my walls hold him so tight the drag of his cock hits every nerve in my core, only then does he reach between us to circle my aching bud with his thumb.

“Fuck, you feel so good!” He breathes against my lips. “Being inside your tight pussy is the sweetest thing I’ve ever felt. So fucking perfect!”

He grows impossibly thicker inside me just as he traps my clit between his knuckles and squeezes in a move that makes me soar! He captures my lips with his, swallowing my moans of pleasure while groaning with his own release. The warmth of his seed fills me, and the euphoria makes my head spin.

“Mark me.” I blurt out, baring my throat in offering. “Make me completely yours.”

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Chapter 118

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But he hesitates, pulling back slightly. Through our bond, I feel his struggle – want warring with indecision. “Alaric?” Uncertainty creeps in. “Don’t you want-‘

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“More than anything.” He captures my face between his hands. “But the marking… it’s meant for your inauguration as queen. A sacred tradition passed down through generations.”

Understanding dawns, sweeping away the momentary sting of rejection. “Like your father with your mother?”

He nods, emotion thick in his voice. “He told me once it was the proudest moment of his life – marking her as his queen in front of the whole pack. Claiming her not just as his mate, but as their true Luna.”

Love swells in my chest. Even in this moment, he thinks of honoring his parents, his position, his duty to our people.

“Then we’ll wait.” I pull him closer, letting him feel my acceptance through our bond. “Make it perfect, just like they did.”

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