Zyair
I pressed myself against Emily's body. I could feel my manhood getting harder and harder. The moment she mentioned his name, I wanted her to forget him. It made me angry. She is mine! She is what I've been waiting for! I'm not letting another man take her!
I pressed myself further into her. She let out a loud moan. I knew then that my erection was against her sex. I rolled my hips and the sounds she let out were beautiful just like her. She gripped my chest debating on pushing in or away. My little witch is one of a kind. When I met her parents, I knew they wanted to protect her. I love her very much, and I'm not letting her get away from me. Call me possessive, but Lycans live forever, and we wait for our amores. Very few find them and I was not letting go of him.
I pressed my erection into her harder, and her moans became louder. "Zyair!" she screamed.
Forget sex, dry humping her is a lot better. I will fully make her mine, but I will do it on her terms. She's still a virgin, and the last thing I want is to force it on her. So, for the moment, dry humping her into next week will do just fine for me.
I began to slow down and when I finally stopped, I watched as my Emily pressed herself against the wall to catch her breath. Her hair tousled and her pupils dilated made her look...
"Zyair," she panted.
Her chest rising up and down as she stared at me. I took her off the wall and straight to the bed. She squealed as I threw her on the bed. Placing my arms on both sides of her head, I watched her beneath me. Her red hair all over the bed, and her cheeks flushed.
"You are so beautiful," I whispered.
"I---" She started, but I shut her up with my lips. Her lips were so plump and ravishing. I moved my hands from the side of her head to her body. I trailed my hand down to the hem of her shirt. Her breath hitched and a gasp escaped those lips. I took that as an invitation to plunge my tongue into her mouth. She fought me at first but let me take control.
"My little witch," my Lycan growled.
My hand made its way to her breasts. They were trapped inside her bra. I went inside it and massaged them. Her nipples were hard. I pinched it, causing her to gasp and her back to arch. I continued to kiss her. I eventually released her lips. Now, I wanted to go to those breasts and suckle them. I lifted her shirt up and pulled down her bra. My mouth captured one while my hand fondled the other.
"Zyair!" she moaned.
She was trying to speak, but the pleasure was getting to her. I released her breast from my mouth only to flick her hard nipple with my tongue. She gasped.
"Zyair, please," she begged.
"What?" I asked. "What do you want, my little witch?"
"My-my request," she panted. "Please let me see my brother."
I captured her lips in another kiss, while my hands fondled her breasts.
DAMN IT! Even now when I'm pleasuring her, she can only think of him. She says that they are brothers, and I have no reason to not believe her. It's just my inner beast is filled with envy and possessiveness. Which gave me an idea.
I broke the kiss and gazed into my love's eyes. I took her hands and placed them above her head. The sight of her breasts made it hard for me to concentrate, but I'll deal with those later. "Emily, I will let you see Theodore until two conditions."
"W-what?" she asked. Looking at me with those big doe eyes.
"You will have a bodyguard accompany you to and from there, and they will be with you the entire time."
She nodded. My little witch is both turning me on and making me jealous at the same time.
"The final condition," I leaned down to her ear. "let me pleasure you all. Night. Long."
I laid myself on top of her. I knew she could feel my erection press against her thigh because she shuddered. I moved away from her ear and looked into her eyes. For a split second, I could have sworn her eyes changed color. Though it was so quick, I thought I imagined it.
She nodded.
"Words, little witch," I growled.
"Yes," she breathed.
"Good, now," I released her hands. "time for me to pleasure you and make you feel things that no one has ever made you feel before."
Her eyes widened and a small chuckle escaped my lips. My little witch is so cute. I wish I could spend the whole day with her, but I know she's stubborn. My stubborn little witch.
Let me have some fun with her...I want her to know who she belongs to and who can make her feel the most pleasure. I want her to never forget me. She is mine.
"Ours," my Lycan purred in my mind.
I slid myself down to her jeans and began to unbutton them. She moved her legs a bit, but my eyes remained on her. She closed her eyes and turned her head away. Away from me. I ripped off her jeans leaving her lacey panties before me. They were red. So sexy...
I gripped her chin between my thumb and forefinger, making her look at me.
"Emily," I whispered, my voice lowered a few octaves. My Lycan was taking over. "My amore. Never look away from me. I want to see it all. When I plunge my tongue into that tight little clit of yours. Once I'm done, I'll put my fingers inside your pretty entrance. It'll feel so good that you'll beg me for more. More until you pass out from pleasure."
Her eyes grew wide and her cheeks were dark red. Just like her panties. Oh, I'm going to enjoy this. And so will she.