Shunned By An Alpha, Cherised By A Lycan

Chapter 203:

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, his fingers still working me into a frenzy. “Tell me how you want it.”

I gasped, the pressure inside me building to an almost unbearable level.

“I want you to fuck me,” I begged, the words coming out in a breathless rush. “I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me. I want you to make me come so hard I scream your name.”

“That’s my girl,” he murmured, his voice low and dark with desire. “You want my cock, you’ll get it.”

He pulled his fingers from me, lifting me with a strength that left me breathless.

He turned me around, pressing me against the wall with his chest against my back.

“Bend over,” he ordered, his voice rough and urgent.

I bent at the waist, bracing myself against the cold tile.

Ryder pressed his hard length against me, teasing me with the promise of what was to come.

“Are you ready, Baby Vixen?” he asked, his voice a low rumble.

I nodded, too breathless to speak.

With one swift thrust, Ryder plunged into me, his cock filling me to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he growled, his voice raw with need. “So tight. So perfect.”

He began to move, his hips thrusting with a primal rhythm that left me quivering and gasping for breath.

I moaned, my body shaking as he took me hard and fast, his cock hitting all the right spots.

He wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me back against him as his other hand tangled in my hair, holding me in place as he pounded into me.noveldrama

“You like that, Baby Vixen?” he growled, his voice hoarse with pleasure. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”

I could barely form words, the sensations overwhelming me.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝖌𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝗰𝗼𝗺

“Yes,” I moaned, my voice a ragged whisper. “Please, Ryder. More.”

He groaned, his thrusts growing more frantic, more urgent. His fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my head back as he pounded into me, my body arching against him as the pressure inside me built to a fever pitch.

I cried out, my body quaking with pleasure as the orgasm tore through me, a tidal wave of ecstasy that left me breathless and weak.

“Oh God,” I gasped, my voice hoarse with pleasure. “Ryder, yes!”

He groaned, his body shuddering as he spilled into me, his own pleasure overtaking him.

Ryder held me against him, our bodies slick with sweat and the hot water of the shower.

Slowly, he pulled out of me, his hand tenderly caressing my hip as he helped me to stand.

“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice low and gentle.

I nodded, too spent to speak.

He kissed my shoulder, his lips soft and tender against my skin. Ryder’s hands slid down my body, exploring every inch of my skin as he pulled me against him. His lips found mine, his tongue tracing my bottom lip in a teasing, possessive manner.

“Not done with you yet, Vixen,” he growled against my mouth. “I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll forget your own name.”

My breath hitched as he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me out of the shower and into the bedroom.

He laid me down on the bed, his eyes dark and hungry as he leaned over me.

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