Prey Of The Lycan Queen Chapter 15
~Zirah~
Ecstasy rolls through my being, leaving me shaking from the spent energy. My heart pounds like a
drum in my chest as I struggle to regain my breath. Shivers course up my spine, causing the fine hairs
on the back of my neck to prickle. Regan and Zeke, I can''t quite put my finger on what to make of
them; knowing they are but different sides of the same coin, one potentially more dangerous than the
other. Yet as Regan''s fingers stroke his length gently, his lips still damp and warm from my release, I
find an odd sense of assurance. I can feel their desire burning hot, just like the mes in the firece.
Zeke moves from under me, and Iy staring at the ceiling, ready for a nap before the sunes up
soon. Yet it''s clear Regan has other ns and so does Zeke as I feel him move, changing positions to
hover over me.
"Done already?" Zeke teases, his warm hand idly tracing the length of my thigh. "What do you mean?" I
chuckle, still gasping for breath, as I shift closer to Regan, ignoring Zeke.
I give Regan a gentle squeeze as he reaches out, brushing his lips against mine with soft affection. "I
can taste chocte on your lips still," he chuckles against my lips.
"More," he murmurs, and I shake my head, his lips press back against mine before they trail down my
cheek, nipping yfully at my earlobe. A sweet, tingling sensation coils inside me, spreading through
every part of my body like the rich, chocte frosting of the cupcake I''d indulged in earlier, finally
seeping into my bloodstream, thickening it like molten chocte.
Zeke''s soft chuckle rumbles against me, "So many tastes, so many vors, yet all so delicious." He
murmurs into my ear, pulling back to meet my gaze but also sparing a nce towards Regan, who
remains between my legs when he suddenly moves as he trails kisses down one side of my body.
"No, it’s nap time now. I have to meet Kelly when the sunes up," I whine at Regan, and he climbs
off the bed, only for Zeke to take his ce. I snap my legs shut, ring at him, he grips my knees, yet I
am too exhausted now to fight him as he yanks them apart. Regan falls on the bed beside me, he leans
on one elbow, using his other hand to grip my chin, he turns my face to his.
"Would you have said yes if I brought cupcakes?" Zekeughs.
"No!" I growl at him, yet my protests are cut off by Regan''s lips moving against mine when I feel Zeke''s
suddenly running down the inside of my thigh before feeling his breath sweep across my core.
Shivers run up my spine and I scoot away as far as I can as he draws up, mocking me, my face heats
up in embarrassment. "Isn''t this the point, Zirah, of continuing the marriage trials?" Zeke murmurs,
gripping my hips and dragging me back to him, he hovers over me, his lips grazing mine.
"Don''t you want you to try all of us on for size, see which one of us makes you scream louder, see who
fills you the most," Zeke murmurs, his eyes glowing brightly with lust, and a dark hunger for me to
satiate, then I feel his hand skim down my side.
I gasp and shudder, forcing myself to remember I must remain firm. He is unrelenting, he kisses me
again and again; his lips traveling lower, until eventually his mouth is exploring the curve of my inner
thigh. The movements of his lips working their way up my thigh, proves methodical; he searches for a
weak point, yet there are none, or so I think. Still, I hear Regan''s sudden growl of warning.
Zekeughs against my skin and then leans forward, dragging his tongue slowly across my wet lower
lips all the way up to my clit, making me buck. “There are perks to me being Glutton, Zirah. I’ll always
be gluttonous for more,” Zeke purrs before his hot mouth devours me. Regan, despite the possessive
growl that leaves him, is patient as he waits, taking his time as his fingers brush through my hair.
Closing my eyes tightly, I fight back a shudder as Zeke ys with me, relentlessly teasing me with
sweet flickers of pleasure. It feels odd, another man''s mouth dances over my clit. It''s like some
symphony in the making; the movement continues without fail. I open my eyes in wonderment as
Regan''s velvet lips dance against my body, never stopping, not even for a moment.
My thoughts drift as Zeke continues to shower me with pleasure as Regan''s lips press into mine
suddenly. A new kind of warmth spreads throughout me and then erupts into something beyond
measure like a raging inferno that leaves me no option but to gasp for air as it consumes every inch of
me.
I groan from the heat spreading between my thighs, Zeke''s fingers now pushing inside at a careful
pace, his tongue flicking against my clit hard and fast over and over again, sending sharp waves of
pleasure rattling through my body. Strangled moans whistle out of me as one wave of orgasmic bliss
crashes into another, until I am begging Zeke to stop, his grip on my thighs tight as my legs shake in
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his grip. He chuckles darkly, sucking on the inside of my thigh.
I shiver suddenly feeling cold, Regan tugs the nket up just as Zeke moves between my legs, and
leans down forcing me to taste myself on his tongue. "See how sweet you taste?" he purrs against my
lips. "Now you may nap," he growls yfully, falling on my other side.
I sit up, pulling the nket around me as I look over at them. They''re talking quietly, but their words are
sharp and intense.
"You know she''ll burn you alive for touching her when she wakes," Regan warns him. Zeke chuckles,
shrugging off his brother''s words as he returns his gaze to me.
"Maybe I like the burn, brother, after all I am a Glutton for punishment," He smiles at me knowingly
before turning back to Regan as I snuggle beneath the nket, making myself into a human cocoon.
As their conversation fades away, my mind slowly drifts back to what happened between us. I feel a
warmth spread through me at the memory of two men pleasuring me, yet those thoughts drift away
along with my consciousness.