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Vuk

I snarl at the insult. “No. Not a fucking were . A lycan.”

Other than some of the more obscure lore my kind has passed down as cautionary tales, I’ve never heard of a lycan bite ever changing a human. But then I’ve never heard of a lycan mating one either.

The claiming bite is mostly symbolic. A mark to show others they are mated. Although, in cases where it’s between a fated pair it’s often followed by an intense heat. My breath hitches as I look down at Hana.

The more of her scent I draw deep, the more I’m certain this is what has happened.

She struggles to free herself from my grip, whimpering when another wave of pain rolls through her. These pains are growing stronger and this one leaves her panting before it ebbs.

“Please,” she begs. “I don’t want you to see me like this.”

Oh, my sweet mate . I press my nose to another of her sensitive spots, this one behind her ear.

She shivers and I breathe in the sweet burst of her arousal.

My poor little mate is showing all the signs of a triggered heat.

Add the way she took my knot, it can only mean I truly have found my fated mate and changed her into a lycan.

I shift Hana so she’s straddling my lap, pressing as much of her against me as possible. Thanking the Gods the hunter has been dealt with, so I can give her my full attention while I ease her heat. Because I’ll be the only one able to give her relief in the coming hours.

Hana whimpers as another wave of pain starts. Her hands go to her stomach, and she curls her knees up to her chest.

“Vuk, please…” she pants.

“Shhhh, my sweet little mate,” I whisper against her ear. “Let me ease you.”

Even through the water, I can smell the sweet scent of her cunt growing slick for me.

Holding her carefully in my arms, I turn us so I can bend her over the ledge. Exposing her temping backside above the waterline.

“What are you—Vuk!” she gasps as I kneel behind her and spread her cheeks, exposing all of her to my hungry gaze.

The petals of her sex are pink and swollen, glistening with need. Licking my lips, I press my face between her thick thighs so I can lap at the source of her heat. Letting her sweet nectar coat my tongue before drinking it down.

Hana lets out an adorable squeal, jumping at the first lap of my tongue. “Vuk, please,” she whines, turning her head over her shoulder so she can watch me.

Holding her still, I spread her folds with my thumbs and drive my tongue deep into her hot little slit. My eyes roll back, and I hum with approval. Gods, I could do this all night and never get my fill.

“Oh! Oh, my god,” my Hana moans as she lifts her hips to give me more access to her hot core. “Right there …” Her fingers curl into the soft moss along the edge as I drag my to ngue over the spot she likes. “Yes, oh, I’m close !” she gasps, rocking against my mouth.

Her body trembles before she gasps and floods my mouth with her thick cum.

After I’ve licked all of it away, I lean back, enjoying the sight of her sprawled across the edge of the pool.

Her cunt is soft and wet from my mouth and her ass is reddened from my grip.

Bracing one hand on the ledge beside her, I grip my engorged cock with my other.

Curling my fingers around the thick length, I give it a tug.

“Spread for me, Hana.” Using my knee, I push her legs apart as I lean over her. Fitting the head of my cock against her entrance. Her orgasm has eased the pain of her heat for now, but it will be back and soon. Only one thing will ease her cramps for more than a few minutes. My cum.

“Such a good little mate,” I groan as I slide into her hot grip. “Gods, Hana you feel so good.”

“Yeah! Yes, oh, fuck !” she gasps. Pressing her ass back to meet each pump of my hips. I fill her. Going deeper with each press until she’s taken every inch.

Once I’m fully seated, I twine my fingers through the springy curls at the back of her head. Winding them into my fist, I gently pull her head back, wishing there was a mirror so she could watch me take her like this. I want to see how her breasts swing and sway with each thrust.

With such a tempting image in my mind, I drive my hips forward. Forcing my entire length in and out of her clenching cunt. My heavy balls swing and slap against her clit, making her gasp and moan.

I pull her head back to meet each pounding thrust. Her mouth falls open with a gasp and she takes everything I give her. Driving her hips back to meet me pound for pound, fucking me back, just like a lycan mate .

I shout my pleasure as cum sears up my shaft and my knot begins to swell.

“Are you ready for my knot?” I ask through gritted teeth.

Hana whimpers her answer.

But before I can lock us together, the moon slides into the center of the opening overhead, casting us fully in its silvery glow. I’m not expecting the feral cry Hana lets out, or the way she arches her back and claws at the moss under her hands.

I turn her head so she’s looking at me over her shoulder. Her eyes flash and she bares sharp teeth at me, giving me a soft little growl.

My heart jumps in surprise at the first look at her change. My cock turns to steel, and I fuck her even harder against the edge of the pool.

“Show me your pretty little fangs,” I pant, driving my hips into her. “Growl again for me.”

Her nose wrinkles as she snarls at me, snapping her sharp new teeth. My cock gets even harder, imagining how those teeth will feel biting into my neck, my chest, my cock.

“When lycans mate, it’s not always an act of love,” I tell her, tightening my grip in her hair, “but one of battle.”

She gasps. Confusion and fury flickering in her dark eyes.

“Are you going to fight for me, Hana?” I growl. “Will you make me fight you for the right to have you?”

Her dark eyes flash gold and she shudders under my much larger frame.

“You want a fight?” Pushing me back, she lands in a crouch on the edge of the pool. Her dark eyes and hair are wild, her skin now covered in a sleek sheen of black tipped with silver. “Then let’s fight.”

I barely have a chance to draw breath before she lunges, taking me down, pushing me beneath the pool’s surface.