Ileus: The Dark Prince

"Kaizan!" She whimpered his name and it crazed him. Olivia clasped his hair and rolled her hips at the same time on his tongue and the werewolf lost his mind. His chest vibrated with a rumble. He buried his mouth on her core and when the rumble came out, it sent vibrations through her body. "Ahhh!"

When he pulled his face up, she saw his eyes flickering a blue. His beast wanted to come out like a wild animal. "Mine." He growled. "You are fucking all mine!" His lips were swollen and glistening with her juices. He looked terrifyingly beautiful and ferocious. 

"Yes, I am yours," she said, undulating her hips for his beast, inviting him to finish what he started. 

"Say my name, Olivia," he said in a guttural voice that seemed to belong to his beast.

She licked her lips seductively and said, "Kaizan." 

He growled and got his tongue inside her. 

"Oh, fuck!" Her belly became tight as her eyes rolled back in her head. "I— I am—" She thrashed her head wildly. 

All at once, he left her core and focused on her clit, sucking it so hard that the tension in her belly shot out like a viper and stars blasted in her vision. She came and came, calling his name in reverence. 

He was so frenzied by her orgasm that he continued to lick her juices even after she had come. He shook his head between her legs. 

"Kaizan." She left his hair and her arms fell back on the table, displacing some more silverware. The General of Silver Vales was devouring her and even though she wanted to let him continue, she wanted to reciprocate. It was as if her wolf wanted to mark his mate. She looked at him and found that he had removed himself from her, but the moment she sat up, thinking of reciprocating him, he pushed her back softly to lie back on the table. He unbuttoned his pants. His shaft sprang free. She gasped at its massive length, and instantly wanted it inside her. Was she being selfish? 

He gripped his shaft and rubbed it over her entrance. "Fuck!" He growled. "You are so wet for me!" And saying that he thrust it inside her in one swift motion. Her head tipped back when it hit her at the end. His chest rumbled with a feral growl. He picked up her legs and placed them on his shoulders and then drove inside her madly, fiercely. "Don't. Tempt. Me." 

Olivia smiled. "I will take up the challenge, wolf!" And he thrust inside her with craziness, bucking his hips inside her wet heat. Sweat beads appeared over his forehead and he knew that he would never be able to get enough of his mate. "Fuck gods, FUCK!" He was done. He thrust inside her hard and then he spilled his seeds with a bellow so loud that it the ground shook. His cock pulsed inside her sheath over and over and over. Pleasure surged through his body and his wolf was satiated. He looked at his mate and pulled her up in a sitting position. 

Olivia clasped her legs around his waist, as he picked her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he grabbed her by her hips. He continued to thrust inside her as he walked her out of the Night Blooming Garden. The sex he had with her today was culmination of all his experience. No, his sex while marking her was the culmination. 

She buried her face in the crook of his neck and grazed her teeth there. His body shuddered. Would his mate mark her? "I don't think, I will be able to make it to mansion before fucking you hundred times more." 

She laughed against his skin. "Are you a mountain lion?" 

"Worse. I am a wolf, and I am in this crazy lust to devour you, body and soul!" 

"Then devour me, Kaiz," she whispered. 

Kaiz. So, that was his nickname. He loved it. 

On their way back to the mansion, they encountered Butterfly when they had sex on a knoll. He whinnied at his owners in disgust and then set off to chase more butterflies even at this hour of the night. When they were lying on the knoll over the cool grass, he said, "I hate Bernice." 

She laughed softly. "So do I." 

His wife was so smart in dealing with the two tramps that he looked at her in a different light. She had staked her claim on him, like she was marking her territory. "I am sorry that I sat down to have tea with her, but I thought that since she was leaving, she was being nice to us. I didn't know—" his throat choked. "But I swear Olivia, I hated every minute of being with her. I hated the way she—" he couldn't speak further. It was repulsive to even think. 

Understanding his emotions, she turned to him and placed a kiss on his lips. "There is no need to mention about it, Kaiz. In fact, I am sorry that you had to deal with those garbage women."

"Will they go and talk nonsense about us at the Whiteclaw pack?" he asked with concern. 

She shrugged. "I don't care. And even if they will, my father won't jeopardize the peace treaty because he wanted only one thing—me to stay here irrespective of the odds." 

His brows creased. "Irrespective of the odds?" 

She chuckled. "Yes. My mother wants us to have a babe. She wanted to force me into this union and told me only one thing before I came here—have a babe as soon as possible so that we may seal the deal." 

Kaizan raised his eyebrow. "Then let us get into the baby making session again." 

She laughed as he rolled over her and took her breast in his hungry mouth. "Ah, I can still taste the wine over it," he said. 

Later that night, Olivia and Kaizan lay side by side. She was so exhausted over the several love making sessions throughout their estate. She didn't know that getting fucked against the back of a tree was going to be such a thrilling experience. He had tied her against a thick birch and then taken her. The skin of her back bruised a little but by the time they came back, it had healed. 

And by the time they were back, she was naked and so was he. It was so dark in the night that all the servants had retired to their bed and Kaizan had mind linked his soldiers to leave and not be there anywhere within a hundred meters of the mansion. He couldn't let them see his naked wife. 

Right now, she was sleeping in the crook of his arm, her face buried in his chest. He had tucked her in the furs. He lifted her hair in his hand and let them fall over his chest, his face and his neck. She never failed to surprise her and he was elated that she kept up with him throughout their 'sex' outing. Somehow, his wolf was so relaxed that the beast was lying crawled up somewhere inside him, drunk in the pleasures of his mate. Kaizan had just one regret, she didn't pierce her fangs in his skin.. Well, he had to tempt her more.