Mating Urges 🌶️🌶️🌶️

Lilac

His large hands gripped her trembling thighs and separated them farther. Firmly holding the back of her knees, Kyril placed one of her legs on each of his shoulders.

“Kyril...” Lilac breathlessly called out, unable to finish her thought.

Her heart sped up as she watched her mate lying between her legs, face just millimeters away from her hot core.

A small gasp escaped her lips when she felt him press his nose into the soft fabric that covered her innocence, nudging her little bundle of nerves.

Clenching, she instinctually thrust her hips forward. For the first time ever, Lilac was losing control.

The wolf inside her stirred restlessly, wanting to come out to play.

Kyril let out a deep growl inches from her core, sending an intense vibration throughout her lower half.

“Oh, Selene!” she cried out, gripping the sheet.

The shockwaves were too strong.

Pulling back, he hooked his fingers into the fabric of her shorts and underwear and tore through them.

Flinging the ruined fabric to the side, he settled his face between her warm thighs once more.

KYRIL

Looking up, he saw Lilac quietly groaning as she bit her lower lip. Her eyes were hooded as they flickered between black and brown.

Smiling, he began to rub his cheek against her inner thigh, transferring his scent onto her.

She moaned in pleasure at the touch of his skin against hers. Squirming in his hold, she pushed her hips up to his face.

“Patience little one,” he groaned, inching his face closer toward her core. “I just want a taste... will you let me?”

“Yes... please,” she begged.

This pleased him. Kyril licked his lips as he saw her wet fluid dripping from her core and onto the bed.

He ran a finger through her lower lips, separating her folds, slowly circling the tip of his index finger around her tight little hole.

Leaning forward, he captured her clit in his mouth and gently sucked on it before massaging her folds with his tongue.

Her body burned with deep desire from this foreign touch.

Letting out a passionate moan, she writhed underneath him as he thrust his tongue inside her.

Whimpering, she wrapped her legs around his head, pulling him closer against her.

Kyril swiveled his tongue inside her over and over again while bringing his fingers to her clit, rubbing the tender pearl.

She felt so warm and wet that there was no way he could stop. Pushing deeper into her, he lavished her womanhood with his tongue, devouring as much of her as he could.

Lilac

Lilac mewled, running her fingers through his thick hair, gently gripping the strong strands as she locked her hands to the back of his head.

She was spiraling out of control, pleasure surging through her body as all the muscles below her waist began to contract.

Her core was pulsating, craving release.

Her hips kept thrusting into him with force. Now she pulled his hair harshly as he continued to slurp her up.

She let out a strangled cry, and her legs began to shake as he growled wildly against her core.

Kyril watched as she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned in passion, feeling her walls clench around his tongue.

“You’re going to cum,” he said, momentarily pulling his lips away. “Let it wash over you.”

As he returned to pleasuring her, Lilac’s pelvis began to twitch against him. Her legs locked as a wave of euphoria washed over her.

She cried out his name as her body jerked from the intensity of her orgasm.

Kyril finished slurping up every drop of her release before meeting her eyes.

Her breaths slowed as she lay limp on the bed, her arms sprawled by her sides. She closed her eyes, letting the feeling settle.

Kyril’s lips curled into a satisfied grin. Crawling over her body, he hovered over her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Her eyes snapped open. His flirtatious smile made her blush.

When she tried to look away, Kyril caressed her cheek with his hand and turned her head back to him.

“How did you like your present?” he asked.

Lilac stared at him, dumbfounded. ~That’s all he’s going to say?~

A sly grin appeared on his face as he read her thoughts. “Would you rather I got you something different?”

Her eyes widened, and her mouth curved into a smile as she shook her head. “N-No. It was...nice.”

He captured her lips with his. They sat in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company. Kyril traced gentle circles on her exposed belly.

“Kyril?” Lilac said. “I want to shift. The wolf in me ~needs~ to run.”

“Then let’s run,” he urged.

He helped her out of their bed and led her downstairs toward the back door.

Once they stepped onto the back porch, he turned away and began to strip.

Lilac blushed, looking away.

The moment she heard all his bones crack into place she drew her attention back to him. His lycan was sitting innocently, panting at her like an overgrown puppy.

She was already mostly naked, so there was no reason for her to be embarrassed. Still, watching someone shift was another kind of intimacy entirely.

“Turn away please.”

His lycan huffed and begrudgingly turned away.

Then she phased into her wolf and stretched her body, adjusting to the shift.

Trotting over to him on all fours, she nudged his hind leg with her muzzle. The lycan turned to her with a gleam in his eyes.

The small brown wolf pranced around him, yipping happily while wagging her bushy tail.

The two wolves played outdoors for hours, forgetting about the world and only focusing on each other.

All worries had ceased while they ran through the forest, bouncing around each other in complete exhilaration.

Serenity filled their souls as the bond between their second form was strengthening.

After pursuing each other through the meadows of the forest, Lilac and Kyril trekked over to an oak tree and plopped down, panting.

Still in her wolf form, Lilac rolled over onto her back and let her tongue fall out, lopsided. She was tired after so much exertion.

Kyril

Had enough, eh?

She was surprised to hear Kyril’s voice in her head again. But now she understood this was a typical kind of communication between pack leaders and decided to respond psychically in kind.

Lilac

I’m only catching my breath.

Lilac

It’s the altitude.

Kyril

Or you can only take so much excitement for one day.

Lilac

Just because I’m shy, doesn’t mean I have low energy…

Kyril

Oh really?

Lilac

Really.

KYRIL

He was smitten with his mate already.

Kyril watched his mate huff for air. He wondered how long it had been since her last shift. It was hard for her little legs to keep up with his long strides.

Watching her nip and run from him was the most adorable thing he had ever seen.

Lilac’s futile attempts to escape him were also quite entertaining.

Even though she was no match for him, he played along, purposely holding back his immense strength so he did not overpower her.

He curled up against her, whining as he snuggled into Lilac’s warm fur.

It was getting late, and the temperature had dropped significantly. Pushing his head against hers, Kyril signaled that it was time to go home.

When they finally reached the house, they began to shift back into their human forms.

Once again, Lilac made him look away while she shifted. It was ridiculous to Kyril, but he respected her wishes. For now.

He’d left an extra pair of clothes for her to change into on the porch. So once they were human, he handed them over.

When she was dressed, he looked at his mate from head to toe.

After their time as wolves she looked even more beautiful than before.

“Let’s go inside,” he said, holding his hand out to her.

Smiling, she let him lead her back inside. The feeling of her hand wrapped around his was intoxicating. Kyril was so content in this moment.

The time their wolves had spent together left them both glowing. He had never felt this type of happiness before, and he sensed that she hadn’t either.

Her initial hesitance was gone.

Their passion for each other bloomed in both their hearts and souls.

?

He stood there in the darkness of the forest with anger stirring inside of him, his red eyes watching them from afar.

Kyril had a mate now. His mortal enemy, who had caused him so much pain, had finally found his mate.

How could this have happened? How could the universe have conspired against him like this? Showering this monster with so many blessings...but not him.

He felt abandoned.

Alone.

He cursed Vasilio and those who pledged their loyalty to him. They were all as guilty of his sins as he was.

Kyril did not deserve to be happy.

He did not deserve to live a life full of joy and peace.

Not after what he had done.

As the dew on the leaves began to turn to frost, he made no move to find shelter. The hatred burning in his breast was enough to keep him warm.

He stood in silence, resentful and muddled.

A single tear slid down his cheek as old memories flooded his mind.

Despite his intense rage, he also felt another emotion: heartbreak.

He couldn’t let his memory of her stray him from his mission.

“Things could have been different,” he whispered into the frigid air. The vapor from his breath dissipating into the ether.

But now there was blood to pay.