Chapter 177
RYKER’S POV
Her eyes widened, and she leaned closer. Her silver eyes were glowing slightly.
“I am yours, and you are mine,” She murmured, and I nodded, unable to tear my gaze. She looked enchanting and innocent at the same time. Slowly, I trailed my finger over her flesh, trailing a slow line down the valley of her breasts and watching her breath quicken.
“What are you doing?” She whispered, slightly stunned but leaning into my touch.
“Showing you,” I murmured. Pulling her closer with my other hand. Slowly, I pulled her to my thighs such that she was straddling me, and she shivered slightly, leaning into my heat.
Her eyes fluttered as she stared at my lips, before leaning in to kiss me. She nearly jumped off my high seat for the firm grip of my hand on her waist.
“Let me show you,” I murmured, and slowly captured her lips with mine into a gentle kiss. The moment our lips touched, the spark that had been dancing around us in low embers became ignited, consuming us with a force so strong, keeping us locked. Our lips mingled, our tongues dancing and parting until our breath fused into one. She moaned, sighing into my mouth and grabbed my lips in a more fierce kiss, nearly knocking my breath away.
She gently pushed me down to the bed, still straddling me. A deep groan tore from my lips as I felt the hot stir in my pants. She felt it because she stopped, then sat up looking at me, confused, before her gaze went down to my groin.
I swallowed lightly. Thinking I had scared her, then her hands moved slightly over my pants, rubbing against me, making a low groan of pleasure escape me before I could stop it.
Gently, she zipped down my pants, and my hard dick sprang out, throbbing hard and full, angry and red. Her eyes widened, and she looked up at me.
Slowly, my hands slid across her thighs and found her pussy. There were no barriers, just flesh, hot and wet, ready for me.
“Gods, you’re wet, Lyra,” I growled, shoving my fingers inside her.
“Ah,” She moaned, throwing her head back while her fingers scraped my chest. Slowly, I kept up the thrust of my fingers inside her, while her thighs gripped mine, clenching and unclenching as her body spasmed under the hot ministrations of my fingers.
The moment she was close to her release, I removed my fingers and slid my dick inside her, filling her walls until she cried out. My eyes never left hers while I slowly filled her, slowly guided her hips as she rocked against mine.
Gods! She was so beautiful. She looked so unreal.
Her moans filled the entire room, overlapping my groans. The sound of flesh slapping against each other, wet, moist, and hard as I kept slamming into her core. Her eyes widened when she was about to cum, and her pussy clenched around my dick so tight that I almost lost control.
“Ooh,” She released a deep moan until I felt her juice, spilling all over my dick, pouring hot and wet around my groin. Then I lost my control, slamming into her one more time until I cummed strong and heavy inside her. She screamed, then collapsed against me.
“I love you, Lyra,” I whispered, kissing her sweat-soaked hair. I watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she lay in bed. She looked so peaceful, and so frail, as if she could break. She shuddered slightly, and I pulled the sheets over her shoulders.
Gently, I rose from the bed and strode over to the window that was slightly ajar. It was already dark, the air was quite chilly, and the moon seemed to rise on the horizon.
I shut the window and tossed in a little bit of wood into the fire to keep the heat circulating in the already cold room.
“I’m hungry,” She murmured, causing me to turn towards her direction.
“You’re awake,” I rushed over to her and sat by the edge of the bed, gently pulling her up.
She winced slightly and pressed a finger to her temple, and winced again.
“Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?”
She smiled gently and looked at me with so much adoration. “No,” She looked down shyly. “I’m not hurt,”
“No,” I nudged her slightly, rubbing her temples until she closed her eyes and released a languid sigh.
“—Rather, you gave me so much pleasure.” She blushed and looked at my face.
A smile broke across my worried features. “Come, let’s eat.”
We ate in silence, with her occasionally stealing glances at me. I watched how her breath caught every time her gaze met mine, and how she tried to hide the soft blush that crept up her face. It made my heart warm.
“Is there something you want to ask me?” I asked, waiting for her. She couldn’t remember me, but I wanted her to at least ask my name.
Suddenly, she gasped, pointing at my eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Before I could ask, a low growl tore from my lips. I was going into a rut.
Shit!
This was the worst possible time to go into a rut. She had lost her memory of everything and everyone here, wherever we are at the moment.
She rushed towards me and cupped my face in her hand, staring into my wolf's black eyes.
“What’s wrong?” She looked worried, then bit her lower lip. The moment her palm came in contact with my neck, she screamed.
“You’re burning,” She hurriedly rushed over to pull the bucket of warm water to the side of the bed and rushed over to me. I was already heading towards the door.
“Why are you leaving?”
“I need to get away from you. I’m dangerous in this state, Lyra.” My breathing hoarse, as my wolf voice took over.
“You said I am yours, and that you are mine. We should be together even when you’re dangerous. I’d help you.”
A low laugh rumbled out of my throat as she gently urged me to the bed. Slowly, she began to place the clean cloth over me. But every time, it burned her so hot, I could see her biting her lower lip hard.
“This is not going to work,” I murmured, gripping her wrist tighter than I expected. My eyes fluttered close as I tried to rein in my strength.
Suddenly, I felt something soft straddling my thighs. She looked slightly hesitant when she saw the lust and hunger in my wolf gaze. I almost thought she would reconsider. Slowly, she freed me of my pants and got rid of her dress, then slowly began to stroke my hard shaft. It kept growing bigger and harder in her hands, but she didn’t stop. The size was enough to tear her, make her scared, but she continued. And slowly, sat on it, allowing the full length of my rut expand her walls. She bit her lip harder, trying to take in my length.
“Let me, princess.” Slowly, I flipped her under me and prepared her with my fingers, expanding her walls and making her wet. So wet that she was spilling over my hand like a torrent before entering her in one swift motion.
“Ah,” She screamed, but clutched me harder. ‘Don’t stop,” She breathed against my lips, clutching me tight and wrapping her legs around me so tight I was losing control.
“I’m losing control,” I groaned, and she gave me a reassuring smile.
“You don’t understand. I just might mark you. You’re not ready—”
“Mark me. All of me if you need to,” She replied, her fingers digging into my shoulder before biting my lip hard.
“Gods, Lyra,” I groaned. Then slammed my lips against hers in a possessive kiss.
“MINE!!!” I growled, my fangs coming out before sinking into the curve of her neck, drawing out blood.
Her back arched as she threw her head back from the pain and pleasure from both my fangs and my dick inside her wet pussy as I spilled my seed into her. She gasped and looked back at me. Her silver eyes changed to the blue, clear ones I was familiar with.
“Ryker,” She gasped