Chapter 148: IN THE ROOM INSTEAD [R18]

Chapter 148: 148: IN THE ROOM INSTEAD [R18]

"Mmm ah... Mmm," Commander Lynn’s kiss was too intense that Ayra found it hard to speak or even move. Her feet weakened to his kiss as Commander Lynn wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer.

She was defenseless. Submitting to his strong grip as his hand fell onto her chest while he cupped her from behind.

Their mouths clashed, making heated wet pop sounds while Commander Lynn cupped her buttocks, pulling her closer while his mouth kissed her deep and insanely.

"Ah.." she let out a gasp of air while Commander Lynn let go of her mouth for a second.

Ayra was gasping for air after the moment of intense kiss, while Commander Lynn stared at her with a fascinated and needy look.

Ayra was rather surprised. She couldn’t believe the quiet wolf could be this possessive and intense with his movement. She was rather curious how he would be in bed then!

Indeed, you can’t trust a calm wolf! He was surely tricky!

Commander Lynn stared before he slowly leaned closer. "I’m coming." His hand cupped her ass while he kissed her deeply, swallowing her mouth again.

Ayra gave up her mouth, letting him consume her in the pleasure of the kiss while her arms were wrapped around him.

They kissed for what seemed like eternity before Commander Lynn broke off the kiss.

He leaned back, staring into her eyes.

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Ayra stared at him, turned out messy and hungry as she asked, "You’re not gonna stop here like you did the last time, are you? I won’t be accepting that."

Commander Lynn shook his head, the heat around his body growing heavy. Ayra could feel his harsh scent that was simply sexually appealing.

The scent of an alpha wolf in rut.

"Of course no..." Commander Lynn had a mischievous smile. "I want to go all out.... Would you like to come to my room with me...?"

Ayra smiled as she wrapped her arms around him with a smile. "Most certainly."

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The two horny lovebirds kissed intensely while they barged into Commander Lynn’s wooden room.

They were wrapped in each other’s arms, kissing and pressing hard against each other without realizing the door they had left hanging as they staggered into the room, still kissing.

Commander Lynn’s wolf ears twitched at the sound, but his focus was locked entirely on the woman in his arms. His mouth crushed against hers in a wild, hungry kiss, his tongue played in desperate heat.

Ayra met him with equal fire, fingers digging into the broad planes of his chest as they stumbled deeper into the room.

A clay pot went flying, shattering against the floor. A woven basket tipped, spilling dried herbs across the dirt. Neither of them cared.

Lynn’s clawed hands gripped her hips, yanking her flush against the hard planes of his body while he walked her backward. Their mouths never parted. He licked into her, growling low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her lips.

She bit his lower lip in answer, hard enough to draw a sharp inhale from him, and he answered by spinning them so her back hit the wall.

Another crash—something wooden toppled—but the only thing that mattered was the way his tongue claimed hers, the way his wolf ears flattened slightly in raw need, the way his primitive loincloth tented hard against her stomach.

The kiss turned filthy. Wet. Open-mouthed and gasping.

"May I...?" Commander Lynn stared down her body, he was taking permission before working his way through her clothing.

Ayra groaned as he smiled at her. "I’m all yours tonight, silly..."

Lynn’s hands slid under the rough fabric of her top, palms dragging over bare skin, while she sucked on his tongue like she was starving for him. When they finally broke for air, both of them were panting, lips swollen and glistening.

She didn’t give him a chance to speak. Her hands pushed against his chest, guiding him back a step, and then she sank to her knees on the floor.

Commander Lynn’s eyes burned down at her, chest heaving. The primitive loincloth did nothing to hide the thick, heavy outline of his cock. The same one that had grown massively earlier.

Ayra smiled as she reached up, fingers working the simple ties, and tugged the cloth away. Soon, his cock sprang free—thick, flushed dark, already leaking at the tip, the base swelling faintly with the promise of a knot.

She smiled as she said, "It seems it’s going to be wild tonight.." she stared up at him. "Ready to get the best play of your life? I’m pretty sure you missed the last one I gave you."

"Fuck," he rasped, voice low and husky.

She wrapped both hands around him. He was hot, velvet-smooth over iron hardness, and so thick her fingers barely met. She stroked him slowly at first, twisting her wrists on the upstroke, thumb smearing the bead of precome across the broad head.

"Ah... ah yes... oh.." Lynn’s hips jerked. A low sound came from his throat.

She edged him deliberately—long, firm strokes that brought him right to the edge, then lighter, teasing ones that left him growling and twitching in her grip.

Precome slicked her palms. She leaned in and licked a long, slow stripe up the underside, from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around the head, tasting the salt of him.

"Look, you’re dripping hot already," she murmured against his cock, voice husky. "I can make that more intense."

Lynn’s hand found her hair, gently holding onto her. "I can’t wait for it.. more please."

The wolf was hungry for it, surprisingly to Ayra. But she guessed that’s what happens when you’ve surpassed your freaky needs and your rut lets them run wild.

She smiled as she simply said, "Don’t worry, I will make sure you enjoy every bit of it. Just stay put and anticipate every shade of it. I’ll make you dream for more."

She said with a low smile as she slowly took him into her mouth.

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