The Wolf’s Appetite (The Lycans #9) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The Lycans Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
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I placed my hands over the Therabus and felt the hum and heat and energy of what dark evil I called forth. The witches and warlocks weren’t the only ones who had a few tricks up their sleeves. We’ve had a millennia and more to hone our craft and plot our revenge for being trapped like prisoners.

The Therabus started thrashing, gasping, black fluid dripping from its mouth, and then it seized up. Its grisly mouth gaped open as it surrendered to being the vessel.

I smiled.

The gates would soon be fully open. Forever.

And no one could stop us.

23

LENNOX

My hands gripped Aisling’s thick thighs as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps, and I could feel her heart pounding against my chest.

She was already wet for me, the scent and heat of her soaking through the thin fabric of her panties making my cock throb and leak pre-cum like a motherfucker.

“Ye’re so fucking perfect, Aisling,” I growled, my voice low and rough with need. “Ye drive me fooking wild. Every curve, every inch of ye… gods,” I exhaled as my body trembled and my primal need rose. “Ye were made for me.”

She whimpered as I pressed my hips against hers, the hardness of my cock grinding against her soaked pussy. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and I wasted no time claiming her mouth.

I fucking loved when she tugged at the strands hard enough that I hissed in pain. That turned me on.

Our lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss, our tongues tangling urgently. I could taste the sweetness of her mouth. She had a flavor that I’d never get enough of. I was already addicted.

I broke the kiss and dragged my tongue along her temple and down her cheek, tasting the salt of her skin, and it only made me want her more.

“Gods, ye taste so good,” I muttered against her lips when I went back to kissing her. She moaned, and I sucked her bottom lip between my teeth, gently biting at first but after a second, I broke the skin and tasted the coppery flavor of her blood. “I canna get enough of ye. I never will.”

Her nails dug into my shoulders as I moved against her, slowly at first, then harder, faster. The friction was almost too much, but I wanted more. I needed more. I needed her fucking naked and ready for me–to ease the ache in my bullocks.

I pulled back, set her on her feet, and only wasted seconds to get her pants off before I couldn’t help myself and had her back in my arms. I reached between us and pulled her panties aside.

A growl erupted out of my chest when her sweet, perfect pussy was exposed. She gasped as I notched the thick tip of my cock at her pussy hole and thrust into her in one swift motion, filling her completely.

“Fook, baby,” I snarled. She was so wet, so soaked that her juices were squelching out of where we were connected and smearing along my groin.

“Lennox,” she moaned, and it was the sweetest fucking sound. “Ye feel so good inside me.” Her head fell back against the wall, and she closed her eyes as she got lost in the sensation of me fucking her.

“Ye’re so tight, baby,” I groaned, driving into her again and again. “So fooking tight and wet. I love how yer body feels.”

Her legs tightened around me as I pounded into her harder, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing through the room. I could feel the tension building in her. Her pussy clenched around my dick with every thrust, and my bullocks drew up, needing to drain. I was ready to fucking fill her up.

She was close. I wanted to push her over the edge.

“Come for me, Aisling,” I urged, my voice barely more than a growl. “I want tae feel ye squeezing me… milking me until you make me come, tae.”

And then she gave me what I wanted. She cried out as her orgasm hit, her body trembling against mine as I held her up and pressed her against the wall.

I didn’t stop driving into her as the waves of pleasure built. I pounded into her cunt harder, faster, and with a roar, I came deep inside of my mate, filling her up with cum until it squirted out of where we were connected.

And the whole time, she clung to me as her lush body continued to shake and spasm, milking me through her long orgasm.

Once we were both sated, I just held her, kissing and licking her salty skin, her perspiration intoxicating. Our breathing was ragged, and our hearts pounded. I pulled back and brushed a strand of her long, blonde hair from her face, looking into her eyes. “Ye’re mine, Aisling,” I said firmly. “Always mine, and I’ll do everything in my power tae make sure ye’re safe.”


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