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Lilac

~Craving.~

~Yearning.~

~Demanding.~

Hands trembling, Lilac pulled Kyril in for another kiss. But it wasn’t soft or gentle this time. It was forceful and wild. It felt like they were trying to devour each other.

And maybe they were.

Lilac moaned as Kyril gyrated on top of her, feeling his throbbing bulge press against her stomach. They lay on a bed of flowers under the moonlit night.

The setting, the time, couldn’t possibly be more perfectly romantic for a first time. And yet, Lilac still felt hesitant and scared.

She’d never had sex, and despite her and Kyril’s fumbles in the sheets before, the sheer idea of making love was still radical and foreign to her.

“Wait,” she said, voice clipped.

Kyril’s face softened with concern. “We can stop.”

She shook her head. “No... I don’t want to stop. Just please go slow.”

Lilac’s skin flushed a bright shade of crimson. She was nervous, yet excited to continue.

He nudged her nose, which brought a smile to her face.

“I’ll do whatever you say.”

Her eyes focused on him, solely on him.

Kyril slowly pushed her thighs apart. She trembled when his mouth left hers, trailing lower and lower, skimming the base of her neck.

Then lower.

He reached her chest, sweetly licking her hard nipples.

He continued his descent to her stomach then farther, deeper.

Heat crawled up Lilac’s neck as he nestled his face above her mound.

~Will I ever get used to this?~ Lilac asked herself.

No matter how many times Kyril had gone down on her, it always felt equally exciting and unnerving.

~I don’t think I will.~

Kyril gently grabbed her forearm and pulled it away from her face. “Don’t hide from me, my little flower.”

She shyly looked away, not able to make eye contact, knowing that he could see what lay between her legs.

“Lilac,” he said breathlessly, “you’re beautiful.”

“I am?”

Her sweet light voice made his heart race. She could hear his thoughts and feel his passion. They were completely in sync.

~Yes~, he answered in her mind.

When her body’s tension began to ease, Kyril kissed and softly bit his way down to her core.

Gripping her thighs tight, he pulled her closer to his mouth, readying himself for the feast she had to offer.

Quivering, Lilac gasped at the feeling of his tongue gliding over her sensitive flesh, trailing upwards and stopping to suck on the bundle of nerves that lay above her opening.

Her eyes closed as she breathed in sharply. The explosion of sensations was all too much to handle.

On instinct, her legs widened, accommodating to give him more room.

With every stroke of his tongue, she moaned out, shaking from the building pressure.

Kyril pulled back, his mouth and chin smeared in her juices. He looked primal, hungrier for something ~more~.

Obsidian eyes reigned. Claws descended.

He trailed a transformed claw up her torso, careful not to prick her delicate flesh.

She let out a strangled moan.

He’d never done that before, partly shifting while they were in the throes of passion. It made Lilac want to do the same.

She felt her hand extend into a claw as she pressed his head farther into her core. He seemed to like this animal side of her. She was succumbing to her most primal urges.

“Where are you?” she asked in between gasps. “I need you.”

She was reaching, fumbling for his cock. He moved upward so she could grab ahold of him, and he stiffened in ecstasy.

She wanted to rub him, stroke him, feel him grow between her hands.

But Kyril had other ideas. He gently nestled his shaft between her thighs, teasing her outer folds, so close to her entrance.

Flexing, he slid against her, stroking her nub with his tip.

Over and over again, he repeated the motion, watching Lilac fall apart.

Trembling and moaning, she grew wetter, so slippery it became easier for him to pick up his pace.

Finally, he slowed down, feeling her fluids bathe the head of his cock. His eyes met hers, waiting for permission.

~Please don’t let this hurt~, she begged.

Lilac bit her bottom lip and slowly nodded. “Go slow.”

All at once, it happened.

Kyril was inside her, and Lilac felt like she was being split open from the inside out. The foreign pressure was too much for her little frame.

“STOP!” she cried out.

Kyril halted his movement. “We don’t have to do this, Lilac.”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “I want it. I just… It’s so much, Kyril.”

He kissed her forehead and smiled, knowing the solution. “Mark me.”

“What?”

“When you mark your mate, the pain fades. It won’t hurt, I promise.”

She didn’t wait for him to elaborate or explain why. In seconds, her teeth descended, and her canines shakily scraped the length of his neck.

The thrum of their heartbeats escalated as teeth sank into soft flesh.

~Vicious.~

~Ravenous.~

~Animal.~

Now, Lilac could see the feral lycan within her mate and wanted him to come out, to conquer her. She wanted that beast inside her.

Tremors overtook Kyril as his eyes rolled backward. There was no being gentle now.

With one fierce motion, he snapped his hips forward in a mighty thrust and buried himself deep inside Lilac’s hot core.

Lilac gasped and arched her back. Her eyes widened with shock, feeling the complete width and length of him. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

But it didn’t hurt like before. No, now it was everything.

Breathing erratically, Kyril stopped to ask, “Are you okay?”

She licked his new wound and pulled back. What he saw were the obsidian eyes of her wolf. She nipped at his chin, encouraging him to continue.

That was all he needed.

A powerful stroke locked them together. Kyril’s back muscles tensed as he began to flex his hips, leaving no space untouched.

~Full.~

~Too full.~

Kyril’s rhythm was wild and furious as he picked up the pace. A shift from underneath his skin could be felt.

An internal fight for dominance.

Pushing, thrusting, pressing, Kyril impaled Lilac with so much strength she could feel herself sinking deeper and deeper into the bed of flowers beneath them.

~Loud.~

~Powerful.~

~Passionate.~

Their moans filled the starry night, electrifying the air.

Lilac shut her eyes and cried out in pure bliss, feeling herself stretch and clench around him. The euphoric spark coursing through, pulsing inside of her, begged to be released.

~Tightening.~

~Spreading.~

~Losing control.~

Without warning, Kyril pulled out completely.

She gasped as he flipped her on her stomach and lifted her hips, swiftly entering from behind. Like a wolf would.

Expelling a long torturous moan, she looked over her shoulder and quivered at the sight. Her mate’s body was shaking, threatening to shift.

And she was going to shift with him.

Both of their joints cracked loudly, adjusting from underneath. Fur fought its way out, pushing from the follicles. His thrusts were unrelenting.

The girth of his cock felt as if it was expanding.

~Longer.~

~Thicker.~

~Heavier.~

A sudden huff of warm air on her neck brought a shiver down her spine as a thunderous growl vibrated throughout the night.

They were both their wolves now.

Arching into him, she clenched down harder on what he was giving her. Another powerful thrust made her groan out.

It was too much, the pleasure felt amazing, yet unbearable.

~Consuming.~

Her mate, her lycan, fucking her with all his wildest energy.

Lilac moaned when he bent down to press his tongue against her spine, licking all the way up to the back of her neck.

His cock swelled, growing inside of her as his balls swayed back and forth, slapping against her folds.

Over and over again.

Lilac’s body stiffened as his canines sank into her shoulder.

She sobbed out with immense satisfaction, and her haunches began to shake, wanting to give out under a soul-shattering orgasm.

But not as wolves. No, they both wanted this moment to happen in their human forms.

Again, they shifted back just as the lycan was mid-whine, about to let go.

Kyril whimpered as Lilac milked his cock, clenching and unclenching, forcing him to pump his hot cum into her.

Releasing his teeth from her shoulder, he howled into the night at the overwhelming sensation of her contracting walls.

Lilac could feel herself swelling, leaking with his seed. The aftershocks were too much for her to handle. She rolled onto her side and looked into his eyes.

He was still panting, grinning, overcome with ecstasy. They kissed with a delicate passion that felt like the perfect finale to this animal act.

But when Kyril pulled away, Lilac gasped.

He was still hard, fully erect, and his eyes were still hungry. And she realized at once the night was young.

They had years of sex to make up for. And tonight, they were going to get a head start.

“Kyril,” she asked breathily. “Are you…?”

“We’re just getting started, Lilac,” he said, with a deep grumble in his throat.

And with that, he rolled on top of Lilac again and entered her.

It was so sudden and shocking, she cried out. But it was a welcome cry.

The mates fucked and made love for hours until the night’s sky faded into a dark blue and the sun began to rise.

And, still, with dawn’s light cascading down upon their naked bodies, the two made love.

Lilac understood this was the true beginning of their lives as mates.

That this night, this sex, this unbearable need for each other’s bodies and souls, would go on forever.

At last, Lilac and the lycan were one.