His Lost Lycan Luna

His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 173
Bood ? His Found Luna Chapter 48
“Sash, love I will fix 11,” I purred, nuzzling her neck, and she mooned My teeth nip at her mark, and her legs fall open,
allowing me to press between her thighs. Her body was languid beneath me as she gave in to the calling, I ran my
tongue over her neck and jaw, across her check, where she cut her face with her claws, healing it
She lifted her hips, brushing against my boxers, and my cock strained in my pants when her desire perfumed the room,
an arorna so tweet it had pre cum leaking out of me and ruining the silk of my boxers as I becarne hard, Azalea groans
when I hear the door.
leave them just inside, don’t enter, I tell Clarice through the link, and I hear the door open and quickly close, Azalea mens
and rolls her hips against me while my lips travel down her neck, and I remove what is left of her clothes, using the
calling to subdue her enough that she doesn’t harm hersell. Soon enough, the nest will smell the same, tamping down
her anger and instincts,
Azalea panted and gazed up at me as I slipped her pants down her milky thighs before removing them and tossing them
aside. I growi when her knees close; the sound vibrating through her, and her legs fall open as she watches me with her
lust-filled gaze, breathing heavily
I run my hands up her thighs, spreading her wider before settling myself between them. I suck on the inside of her thigh,
and her back arches off the bed as I lick and nip my way to the apex of her thighs. Her sweet arousal made my cock throb
in my boxer shorts. I watched as she shivered when my breath swept over her glistening wet lips, slick spilling from her,
and she moaned loudly when I flattened my tongue and ran it across her wet pussy lips.
A moan escapes me as I tasted her sweet nectar on my tongue. My tongue delved between her folds as I parted them

with my tongue and licked my way to her clit. It pulsed against my tongue as I sucked it into my mouth, making her cry
out.
Her skin flushed, and I loved how she moved her hips against my mouth, seeking her release. I pin her thighs to the bed,
relishing and tasting every inch of her giving her no reprieve as she came apart on my tongue. I knew what she needed
and wanted and knen she wouldn’t calm until our scents were mingled through every piece of fabric on the bed, making
her nest complete. Azalea whined, clawing at my shoulders and tugging on my hair.
Growing at her, she let go, and her whines turned to cries as I brought her to the edge again, only to make her crash over
it. The sheets beneath became soaked as I sat up between her legs.
The heat of her gaze made my cock twitch as I slipped out of my boxers and tossed them aside. Her breathing was harsh
as she vratched me. Gripping her hips, I tugged her down the bed before lining my cock up at her entrance.
Her hands reached for me and I lean down, kissing her, and her arms locked around my neck, kissing me deeper while
her tongue invaded my mouth hungrily. I thrust into her, making her bounce on the bed and gasp into my mouth as her
warm, smooth insides squeezed around me.
I grow, dragging my cock out and thrusting back into her while gripping her hip to hold her in place. Azalea turns to a
puddle of withing moans and cries as I pick up my rhythm and pound into her heated flesh, her inner walls quivering,
coating my cock in her
“Harder, she rasped while rocking her hips trying to meet my thrusts and growling when she can’t. My grip on her hip
was pinning ter beneath me and forcing her to take what I gave her. Her skin glistened with sweat as I pounded into her,
my lips moving to her ma and her lips going to my jaw, her varm tongue rolled down my neck and made me shiver as
she sucked on it, her teeth grazing

and I feel my knot swelling, stretching her further. Her head falls back as I work it inside her tight confines.
He wets gripping me and her breathing heavy when I feel it push through the barrier, and I groan when I feel her cum,
her walls Cleaching down on me and locking me inside her. I exploded inside her, my cum coating her womb as she
moaned, her pussyng my cock as her walls spasmed around me, her body arching and I kiss her, pushing her back down as
invade her
mouth with my e Her taart rate settles as I become locked inside her, and I roll, dragging her on top of me. Azalea buries
her face in my dest, my pectoral suscle, and I purr for her until she falls flat against me, pressing her ear to the center of
my chest while ! Cenyttes
#smooth the down as the relates on top of me. The room smelled of sex, and our mingled scents which soothed and
calmed The Los of her panched state, I sighed, trailing my fingers up her spine. Yet I knew I had to get rid of the smell of bleach
tonn
the bottom), bra for now, she was calm, and I would wait until she slept. My thoughts ran rampant as she moaned and
1930, og to get contonable wote locked to me
Who wo wot e room! I asked them through the mind link. Everyone knows how Lycan women are, and to remove every
Marka t u bottled me she could have hurt herself or someone else it was stupid on their part. I cringe, thinking of what
diretoppened it she bad bought Abteie there while she was like that. She would never forgive herself if she hurt her.
by lewe tett viss to to set the ballroom when you asked’ Gannon’s mind links back
“No, everyone was helping, then Dustin and I went and got something to eat quickly, and I checked Abbie,” Gannon
answered.
“Clarice?” I asked her, knowing she was listening in.
“Same with me. After I finished eating, I checked the door and it was still shut, and I smelt no scents up there,”

“Where did Peter go?” I asked.
“He was with me until just before dinner and then slipped out the back to feed the horses, returned the same way 20
minutes later when we were finishing up,” Clarice answers.
“Can anyone verify he was down there?”
“Yes, because he came back with the gardener who helped him,” Clarice tells me. I sigh and shake my head.
“This is getting ridiculous,” I mutter “And nothing else happened that was odd?” I asked them.
“No, Abbie went into town and picked up fruit and veg with Clarice” Gannon said.
“When?”
“This morning, and Abbie wouldn’t have done that. She loves Azalea,” Gannon defends his future mate.
“I know that. I’m just trying to think of who had access to the room.”
“Just us, no one has been up here without signing in and out, and the only time we left, we ensured the floor was clear,
and I just checked the cameras in the hall and nothing. Peter came up to clean the steps. He hadn’t finished his
punishment from Clarice, but he never went near the room,” Gannon tells me.
“Peter would never. He is just a boy, but we must be missing something,” I tell them.
“I will ask around,” Dustin says, and I cut the link.