Chapter 208

“You look yummy, princess,” Ryker murmured in Lyra’s ear as she applied her skin care for the night. She giggled as his breath tickled her skin softly. But Ryker didn’t stop. He softly bit her earlobe, making her close her eyes in pleasure. She angled her neck, letting him inhale her scent.

Ryker’s nose flared as he inhaled her scent, and flickered his tongue over his mark that stood proudly on her neck. She released a soft moan and licked her lips before opening her eyes lazily.

“I want you tonight,” He murmured as he continued trailing soft kisses down her neck to her shoulders. He had not been able to make love to her as much as he would have during her third trimester for fear that he would hurt her. And now, it’s been a month since they gave birth to Damien.

Yes…

Ryker had insisted they name their son after his godfather. Lyra’s adopted dad.

“Hmm,” Lyra let out a soft moan. “It’s almost Damien’s feeding time.”

“My mother will take care of it,” He murmured, while he softly bit her chin.

“What if he refuses to sleep? You know he gets super active at night?” She murmured lazily, mesmerized by the pleasure that coursed through her.

“Don’t worry about that princess. The maids will help out. Nessa would be happy to handle him with the twins. Tonight, I want it to be just you and me. I want to taste all of you. Gods! I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too, my King,” She whispered against his lips and smiled, seeing his reaction. He liked it when she called him that. They kissed passionately. Ryker lifted Lyra in his arms onto the bed. His eyes never left hers as he took charge of her body.

He watched how she bit her lower lip slightly and closed her eyes with every feeling he aroused in her. She looked dreamy, and he was enchanted.

Slowly, he removed the straps of her emerald silk gown and admired her body. She was a work of art. And his eyes gleamed lustfully at the sight of her full, round breasts and wider hips. She had even grown more voluptuous since the birth of their son.

Lyra watched him, trembling slightly as his eyes moved over her body. Heat crept up her face in the process. The way he looked at her made her feel cherished, wanted, and seen.

“Ryker,” She breathed his name just as he slowly went down on her. A loud gasp escaped her lips the moment his lips found her core.

“Oh,” She arched her back as Ryker’s tongue flickered over her clits, and folds in a slow, seductive pattern.

“Nngh,” She moaned again, trailing her fingers in his hair.

“You’re already wet for me,” Ryker growled into her pussy as her juices kept flowing into his lips. And just as suddenly, he slid his tongue into her heat, sucking her repeatedly while she screamed his name until it became like a prayer chant.

“Oh, Ryker, please,” She begged as another wave of intense pleasure racked her body to its core.

“What do you want, princess?” He growled into her pussy again, eating her up until she couldn’t make out a proper sentence.

“You—Oh, Ryker, I’m, I’m almost, Ah—”

“Cum for me, princess,” he growled and sucked her repeatedly as she cummed until there was nothing left.

By the time he looked up at her, she looked spent. Her eyes were half closed, her lips slightly parted, and her body was covered in sweat.

“Baby,” he called out to her in his low, seductive voice, and she responded by opening her eyes to see him. She looked at him, mesmerized. Her eyes traced the features of his face and slowly traveled down to his dick.

He had unzipped his pants, and his dick was standing firm, long and huge, waiting.

Lyra licked her lips slowly as she imagined his full length inside her. Her eyes looked ready to take him. She looked up to find Ryker’s gaze on her. He was smiling.

“You owe me months' worth of lovemaking, princess,” he murmured. “Are you ready?” He smiled, watching how her eyes glowed in excitement. She was liking this.

“I’m ready,” She met his gaze and reached out to stroke his hard, throbbing dick until she saw his eyes darken with lust.

Ryker wrapped his hand around Lyra’s, aiding her strokes faster without breaking eye contact with her until she removed her hands.

“Put it now, Ryker, I can’t wait anymore,” She begged. Ryker slowly rubbed his dick across her entrance, rubbing it with the coat of her juice before thrusting in slowly. Lyra’s eyes widened, and Ryker shuddered slightly.

“Did you grow bigger? Lyra gasped at the same time Ryker spoke.

“Did you go tighter, princess? You’re clutching me real good,” He let out a hoarse moan.

He moved slowly because she felt super tight. Gripping him like a vice as he thrust inside her. Soon his movements became fast and rough and hard, but Lyra didn’t care. She wanted more, needed more, and Ryker was willing to go all out to satisfy both of them.

He changed their positions and took her from behind, eliciting a loud moan from Lyra as he slapped her ass in excitement.

“Oh, Ryker,” She gasped the moment she felt his dick move deeper, expanding her walls while he rubbed her clit at the same time.

“Yes, Oh Ryker, yes,” She screamed as she reached her climax. She didn’t stop moaning his name while he kept moving, thrusting deeper and making long, swift, precise strokes that kept hitting her G-spot even after she had cummed all over him.

Lyra started releasing her scent around them in her lustful haze, and it was driving Ryker crazy.

“Gods, Lyra, you’re my sin and salvation,” He groaned and let out a deep growl as he spilled his seed inside her. Lyra collapsed on the bed, and Ryker partly lay on top of her to even out his weight before slowly removing his dick from her heat,

“That was amazing,” She smiled, as she turned to face him.

“Yeah,” He winked, slowly lifting one of her legs and sliding into her again.

“Ryker, we just finished,” She gasped as a wave of pleasure shot through her.

“Yes, princess, I know. I can do this with you forever,”

The night was one of pleasures and endless words of devotion with a promise. With the past buried and a new future forged between the Lycan princess and the werewolf who was Alpha King.