The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving - Chapter 106: Chapter 106

Indeed, she had found an interesting book—filled with captivating descriptions and drawings that kept her hooked until the very end.
She had wanted to learn more about politics, to go deep—deeper than just crowns and titles. The twisted games and strategy of ruling.
However, she ended up reading something else entirely. Back at the pack, Arianna barely had friends, but she had once overheard the female servants talking about how they pleasured their males at night.
Arianna had found the topic disinteresting—surreal, even—that women would gather to talk so openly about their private lives. She didn’t understand the excitement in their eyes and simply shrugged it off.
But when she sat in the library with the book, her face flushed, her eyes widened at the pages showing how to please a male. Her lower lip had been thoroughly tortured by thoughts of doing such things to Duncan… and here she was, doing exactly that.
“Urgh… fuck!”
Arianna bobbed her head deeper, letting his tip hit the back of her throat, her lips carefully covering her teeth so as not to bite—though males liked that at some point, just to tease and drive them over the edge further.
Her tongue rolled skillfully around the tip—that sensitive spot, the tiny dot that brought fire straight to his core. Since her mouth couldn’t take the full length, she let her hand pleasure the rest.
Of course, she did the most important part—locking eyes with him, enjoying every single twitch and release of his features. She observed every rise and fall of his chest just to see how crazy she was driving him. Savouring every sexy, guttural growl he released—she savored them.
He looked absolutely sinful with those lips cursing endlessly. That way, Arianna could tell she was doing a great job, so she added more of the skills she’d found in that book.
Duncan’s grip tightened in her hair, his eyes greedy. Desperate. Hungry for more. He began thrusting into her throat, careful not to hurt her, yet the pace was intense.
It didn’t take long before he came, his release hitting her throat—and she took all of it. A primal look flashed in Duncan’s eyes as he caught his breath, gaze locked on her without a single blink.
Then she collared his neck and gently pushed him to lay on the bed while she climbed on top of him, trapping him between her legs. Their eyes still locked, she undid the strap holding her sexy nightdress and let it slide down, revealing her smooth porcelain skin.
Arianna let herself explore his body, rolling her tongue over his nipple and giving it a gentle bite that made him grip her hair—forcing her gaze back to his. But then, he let go, allowing her to continue.
He gripped her waist, grounding himself, yet making no move to take control. That was the beauty of moments like this—he let her. Let her explore, discover, tease and learn. He was wrecking, she knew that.
She could see the tension, the restraint in muscle of his. He was submissively waiting for her command.
One more thing Arianna had learned from that book—her words mattered. Make him talk. Confess. Tremble while drunk and possessed by the pleasure she delivered.
“Tell me, my King,” she whispered, trailing kisses down his broad chest as it rose and fell beneath her. “Tell me how you feel.”
She could see the tension, the restraint in his muscles. He was submissively waiting for her command.
“Use your words,” she murmured, brushing her nose along his jaw. “I want to hear you say it—what I do to you.”
Duncan growled low, that delicious sound vibrating against her lips. “You make me forget,” he said, his eyes blazing with sincerity and hunger. “Who I am. What I am. You make me want things I never thought I’d allow myself to want.”
Her heart skipped. The king’s words hit her, making her forget how to breathe.
“And now?” she asked in a shaky breath.
He leaned closer, gripping her hair gently, his face an inch from hers. “Now I just want to stay in this moment. With you. Forever.”
Arianna bit down on her lip, emotions swirling in her welled silver eyes. “Then don’t hold back,” she whispered, brushing her lips against his. “Take what you want.”
And when he did—when he surged forward and kissed her like he was starved—Arianna knew… no book could’ve prepared her for the way Duncan felt when he was hers.
Duncan ravished her lips like a hungry beast, swirling his tongue in the depths of her mouth and savoring her taste.
Arianna moaned in ecstasy, into his mouth as he kissed her. Really kissed her.
Her entire frame was covered by his broad body. Duncan positioned himself, teasing her slick wet fold with his tip while kissing her neck.
Arianna whimpered, holding his shoulder and spreading legs wide, ready to welcome him full and so he did, shoved deep inside her.
A cry tore from her lips, her fingers digging into his skin. He continued, pulling out almost completely and slamming back deep into her walls.
Her body shook violently at the intense pleasure; her mind, body, and soul clashed in the storm of sensation.
“Ahh!!… Dun!!… Yes!!” she screamed.
He took both of her hands, pinned them above her head, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and continued that punishing pace.
It was Arianna’s turn to break. Nothing around her made sense anymore—just the merciless sensation setting her blood on fire.
Then she hit her climax. Exhaustion struck her bones. Duncan’s hips swayed, grazing her insides teasingly before releasing deep inside her.
“You did well, Ari… you’re my reward,” he whispered, kissing her jaw lightly, prompting a sweet smile to graze her lips. "You'll always be the one for me."