The Runaway Huntress-Chapter 153 - 152

Chapter 152

Heat, blood and wanton desire filled Ezekiel’s veins and it circulated in his entire system. His whole body was pounding. He could feel it pulsating. Each passing second was more intense and becoming uncontrollable. He wanted to shred their clothes out of the way as he smelled her sensual scent from her core. She was in heat for him. Just for him.

His fangs slid out and his eyes turned. Melisca gasped. It was the first time she saw his vampiric form. He licked his fangs and it retracted. It wasn’t time yet to claim her.

Melisca wanted to stare more. He was truly magnificent. She could be biased but he was the most gorgeously terrifying man she’d ever seen. His aura was undeniable and for the first time, she would like to submit. He was indeed her king. Hers even without his throne.

"Be mine as well." His voice was guttural. "You’re mine for eternity and even beyond that." He swore. He slammed his lips to hers. Devouring her senseless.

Her hands were trembling and he helped her took off his clothes. It may not be the most convenient place for them but it was perfect. The moonlight showered them with a silvery glow as the lake gave it an enthralling reflection.

The breeze wasn’t cold enough for them as the heat in their bodies continue rising. Zek pushed her on the ground and almost ripped open her tank top but she removed it herself in just a blink. He resumed kissing her jaw, her throat, the skin to her neck that connected her shoulder was too tempting to bite, to mark her. But he refrained from doing so. He wanted it to be in the perfect timing for her.

His hand was tracing her every skin and, the heat was making them breathless. When he caught one of her nipples to his mouth, she moaned and arched her back, offering more of the flesh to him. It was round, perky and perfect in his palms as he played with the other one. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Then he started to moved a hand to her abdomen, down to the waistband of her leather jeans. He waisted no time and took it off from her. Melisca was even surprised in how fast he did things. He had even gotten off her boots from her feet.

She sat up, naked and ready for him. He thought that she’d be shy but she wasn’t. She remained her legs open for him as he stood up to take off his own clothes. And he placed them on top of hers.

Melisca didn’t even hide how she stared at his raging manhood. She was too stunned to say anything. Would that even fit in me?

She was a goddamn virgin for damn’s sake. And he was so well-endowed.

"Wolf got your tongue, mate?" His voice was deeper, husky.

Melisca was in a trance and she lifted her hand to touch it. The girth couldn’t even make her fingers close. And the length, she bet it was past the measure of one of her hands. It would hurt. But she was even looking forward to it. She would accept everything from him.

It was so hard, angry. The bulbous head was had precum on it. She was kneeling in front of him and she was ready to serve her king. Her man. She drew her face closer and flicked her tongue out. Tasting the wetness coming from it. She had never given heads before. She’d never done more than touching with a man. The taste was a bit salty but it was tolerable and as she licked more, it was more than fine. Her hand pulled it up and down.

Zek groaned as held her hair, tangled it with his hand and tried to control her head.

She opened her mouth to take him, careful not to make him feel her teeth but it was so big that she had to open her lips wider.

Then, in just a blink, she was laid on the grass and Zek was hovering above her. He was blocking the view of the full moon. Her gasp was so loud in the clearing from being taken aback of his swift actions.

"You’ll have your sweet time worshipping it next time, mate. But for now, let me do it." He stated and claimed her lips again as his hand opened her legs and touch her bundle of nerves. She flinched from the flick of his fingers. He was clearly an expert. She knew he had been with women before. But she still couldn’t stop being jealous.

She gasped as he inserted a finger inside her. She could feel how sleek she was from being so turned on like never before.

"So fucking wet, mate. Just for me." He growled and lifted his head as he looked down at her eyes. "Just mine." His blood-red eyes were almost burning her as well. Like his two irises were actual balls of fire.

"All yours." She responded.

He inserted a second finger. "fucking tight. But you could handle me. Because I’m yours. We’re meant for eternity."

Her heart pounded louder. Each time he talks and claim her, she felt herself falling for this particular king. Was it possible to fall in love directly just because their mates? Or was it just the lure from their wolves? Whatever it could be, she was ready to give it a try. It could be naivety and foolishness to surrender instantly but from all the pain she’d been through, she was ready to feel pleasure even just this once. She’d think she deserve it somehow.

Fuck it! I’d just take what’s in front of me right now.

"You’re mine and there’s no taking back." She announced, trying to get her voice steady from the moan that wanted to escape from her throat. She entangled her hands on his hair as his lips crawled down her skin again. Capturing the other nipped to his mouth, flicking it with his tongue.