Isabella Carson

I thought he had changed his mind. That his anger towards me was too much for him. I was surprised to hear him order the guard from the door away.

How did I know he had placed a guard at my door?

When Damon brought me lunch and dinner, I saw him standing there. He never uttered a word or made a sound but he was there.

The metal bolt opened and the door slowly swung own. The fire in the fireplace dimly lit his bedroom. It warmed the bedroom up during the night. There was a heating system installed in this old castle but not enough to keep us warm. Therefore, every room had a fireplace.

I had already taken a shower a few hours ago and again took another one of his shirts. When he walked in, I was sitting on the soft animal skin rug that was spread nicely in front of the fireplace.

I pulled up my legs and wrapped my arms around them. He walked over and sat down very close to me. Malcolm's dark blue eyes never leaving mine, his hands came up to cup my cheek affectionately. Any doubts I had about this melted away.

"Sorry, it took me so long." He apologized. He didn't need to because I was his prisoner but he did anyway.

Slowly, he leaned in so that his nose was immersed in my hair. He inhaled slowly and I closed my eyes. My senses were extremely sensitive. I felt every heat from his body and every touch.

"Next time, don't wear anything." He whispered. "I want you naked and ready when I come to you every night."

God! My gut clenched with a warm pool of desires. Heat soaking wetness was now evident between my legs. He angled his head and started sucking on my neck.

I moaned and my hands moved to clutch his shirt. He sucked harder as his tongue lavishes each suck. It was skin tingling and mind-numbing. It felt good to be back in his arms.

I didn't realize it until I was straddling him. He was kneeling down on the rug. I grabbed his cheeks between my hands and kissed him back. I wanted him. So badly.

His hands slipped down my back to grope my ass, squeezing it tightly. A soft gasp escaped me and I rubbed my naked core against his pants, hoping for a relief.

It was hot and quick. The fire burning in me was like a raging forest fire. Unrelenting. Merciless. It burned and ached. My hand slipped down and I unbutton his jeans before unzipping. My hands eagerly reaching in I pulled his already stiff erection out.

Instantly, I wrapped my hands around his thick girth. He groaned and tore his lips away from me. He pulled back to rip his shirt down the middle exposing my breasts.

"Much better." He growled and immediately took in one nipple sucking on it.

"Oh..." I said breathlessly. He pulled back to bite it before licking over it. I allowed my hands to pump his cock up and down but he wasn't allowing any of it. He pulled me back into his lap but I was quicker. I slipped his hard cock in just as he pulled me down.

"Fuck!" He groaned. I pulsed around his cock, adjusting. More juices erupted from me lubricating his cock.

I moaned and began moving my hips, taking him in and out but his hands that were gripping my hips were firm and I could only rock so much. He pulled back from my nipples to look up at me with his lust filled eyes. I dropped my forehead against him, meeting his eyes.

The pleasure was intense. I needed him to move but he wouldn't. The frustration builds up inside of me jumped tenfold and I had to bite my lips from snapping at him.

"Malcolm, I need you." When he wouldn't move. "Fuck me."

His control snapped. He wrapped his arms around me. My legs wrapped around his waist. Gently he laid me down onto the rug. His cock still firmly embedded inside of me.

His hands slipped up to hold onto my shoulders from behind. The way he was looking at me like he was hungry or even starved. His lycan's appearing before me. The golden irises darkened to the animal that he was.

I wrapped my arms around him, to keep him where he was.

"You are mine-"He said harshly. He pulled out and I whimpered at the loss of feeling full. He slammed deep inside of me. My back arched and I let out a strangled pleasure and painful cry.

"My prisoner." He pulled out again and slammed into me forcefully. I moaned and arched for more.

"I will do what I want with your body." His voice shook with the little control that he had left. I pulsed around his cock. He groaned and thrust deeper than before.

"This body is mine to punish." He growled. His eyes opened to meet mine. Glowing gold.

"Mine to use for my satisfaction." He ground through clenched teeth, thrusting a little faster.

"It is all mine." His voice sounded almost animalistic. Harsh, deep, husky. He growled and quickened his thrusts. I greedily met each and every one of his thrust.

I never tore my eyes from him. I watched his lips thinning to a firm line. His eyebrow a furrowed with concentration. The sweat beading from his body. The rumbles of pleasure from his chest.

"Yours to do anything with," I whispered back softly. His eyes glowed upon my reply and he growls. His fingers digging into my shoulders while he fucked me harder.

I gasped at the intense pleasure before moaning. Wrapping my legs tighter around him.

"Malcolm!" I felt my core clenching. My body starting to spasm. He knew my orgasm was coming because he his thrust was unimaginable. I snapped and my body spasm and I shook. My pussy milking his cock as much as I can.

He roared as he rammed inside me repeatedly. The warm spurts of his semen coating my walls. I collapsed in exhaustion.

Lycans don't conceive easily. For a lycan couple to conceive they have to sexually active consistently. It was no problem too because our libido was very strong. We could be labeled as rutting animals.

Could a lycan couple conceive on the first try?

Yes, but it was so rare like finding a needle in a haystack.

Birth controls and males or females contraceptives don't work on us. Our hormones are too strong.

Malcolm pulled out of me before standing up. I adjusted myself to get up but my pussy leaked his semen and his eyes travel my form until his eyes fell upon it. He licked his lips and when he saw it dripping.

And just like that our sex drive was up and running again. His cock stood at attention already. It was coated in both our juices. Feeling the need to cover up, I slipped a hand down my stomach to cover my core. He growled and grabbed a hold of my hand. Pulling me up to stand before him he pulled me flush against his body.

"Don't." He ordered. "Leave it."

I can feel his semen dripping down my legs but it was clear what he wanted. He wanted me to be soaked in his scent. Anyone that comes near me will know.

He spun me around and propped my hands on the fire mantel. He positioned himself behind me and entered me so swiftly from behind.

My pussy pulsed around his cock like she was welcoming him back. I moaned and threw my head back. He groaned and pulled out be thrusting back hard inside of me. His grip on my waist tightened.

"These curves-" he hissed when he thrust so deep inside of me I can feel his cock throbbing in my belly.

"Fuck! These curves are mine." He said possessively.

"Technically they are mine." I defied him. He slapped my ass hard. It stung but my pussy clenched around his cock in response.

He leaned forward and bit my shoulder. "You like that?"

I nodded and he did it again.

"These curves are mine to touch. Do you hear me, Isabella?" He pulled all the way before slamming back into me.

"Yours," I repeated. He seemed satisfied with the answer because he quickened his pace. His hands slipped from my waist to my breasts. He held them in his hands. My breasts were on the slightly larger side. So his hand couldn't grab it all but enough to give it a good squeeze and my nipple a good pinch.

I moaned and spread my legs opened. His left hand slipped down to cup my apex while his right played with my nipple.

Talk about sensory overload. My whole body was on fire. He pulled my back to his front while he continued his pounding inside of me.

"Oh god. Oh god." I cried out, feeling a whole new level of pleasures. I squeezed his cock hard and he growled dangerously. He pinched my clit and I fell apart.

He muffled my scream by covering my lips with his. He continued to pound inside of me until he came again.

He pulled out and again, semen dripped down my legs.

Male lycans semen load doubled a human male. It was thicker too. My legs shook from the orgasms I had. I gripped the mantel in my hands.

Malcolm walked zipped his pants and walked to the bathroom. He grabbed a towel, wet it before handing it to me. I wiped his semen off from me.

"I am going to take a shower. I expect you to be in bed waiting for me." He said.

I watched him go back into the bathroom before I walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

What we just did...it was hot. My body was humming from the beautiful muscle spazzing orgasms we just had. I sighed and crawled into bed. After what I just did, I needed sleep. I pulled the blanket over my naked form and fell asleep.

I awoke to feel a strong ache between my legs. I moaned and shifted in bed. I could feel his hot mouth on my core. Licking and sucking me.

God, I don't think I will get any sleep tonight. Malcolm has a strong libido. He can fuck me to the next morning and still be able to walk.

"Malcolm, god, please give me a few hours of sleep." I pleaded.

He stuck several fingers inside of me. Spreading my already soaking core.

"I am not done with you yet, Isabella."

I know he won't call me Bella. It hurt that he wouldn't. I shoved that pain away and spread my legs open.

He noticed my resolve and moved to kneel between my legs. How can I deny this sexy beast? He was mine, to begin with.