Chapter 218 – Absent Luna of the Lycan King Novel (Ivy & Kyson)

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“Sleep, love, you’re safe with me,” I whispered before k**sing her cheek and loving the feel of her body safe in my arms.

Azalea POV

Kyson grips my arm as I walk up the stairs to our room. “I‘m not drunk,” I tell him, not that I minded the sparks racing up my arm. Or his scent clouding my brain. “I wished you woke me. I don‘t like you being far from me,” Kyson tells me. While nodding my head, I yawned. I was exhausted, yet I could feel that

Kyson was wide awake now that he had awoken.

Pushing the door open, I rush toward the bed and face–plant onto it, wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball beneath the covers. Kyson wanders over to the fireplace, chucking an extra log in while I try to get out my pants and shirt before crawling under the blanket

The bed dips beside me as Kyson climbs into bed beside me; I snuggle into his side, and he pulls the blanket up, encasing me in his arms. Surrounded by his scent, it doesn‘t take long before I crash and burn, sleep taking me.

However, it isn‘t long before I am also awoken by his movement beside me. My eyes flutter open when

I feel his arm move beneath my head as he turns the page of the book he is reading. “What are you reading?” I ask while yawning, the words coming out all jumbled.

“I don‘t speak yawn?” he says, and I tilt my face up to look up at him. He smiles, leaning down and k**sing my nose.

“One of the books Cedric gave you,” he answers, before p**ssing his l*ps to my forehead.

“What‘s it say?” I ask him, curious about what gifts my parents had and what ones I could have possibly inherited.

“Not much, really, I only just started reading it,”

“Can you read it to me?” I ask him, but he rolls away from me. He sets the book down on the bedside table before rolling into me.

“Hmm, I can, but–” he doesn‘t finish. Instead, he smiles deviously and p**sses his l*ps to mine before flooding me with his calling.

The sound vibrates from his ch*st, awakening my desire and every sense in my body, calling me to him; I k**s him back hungrily when his calling stops abruptly. Yet, he had awoken it already, and now, instead of being hungry for knowledge, I was hungry for him.

Kyson laughs against my l*ps as I crawl on top of him. My l*ps travel down his neck to where my mark lay on his neck. His hands gently trail up my sides, making my entire tingle and heat under his gentle touch. My fi**gers trail down his ch*st before moving bet**en our bodies, and I sq***ze him through his boxers when he growls, fl*pping me onto my back and p**ssing his body bet**en my legs.

Kyson grips the waistband of my pa**ies before sitting up bet**en my legs as he tugs them down my legs..

I lifted my h*ps so he could remove them before he tossed them aside. His heated gaze ran over my body as he pushed my th**hs apart, flat against the bed. My legs trembled with anticipation as he settled bet**en them. His hot breath sweeps across my lower l*ps, and my h*ps lift, wanting his mouth on me.

Kyson smiles, lowering his head before his teeth graze my inner th**h as he nipped his way down. He s**ks the inside of my th**h next to the apex of my legs, and my h*ps buck, but his hands grip my th**hs, p**ssing them into the bed and holding me still

“Well, aren‘t you a demanding little Vixen today?” he purrs before t**sing me with his t***ue along the crease of my leg.

“Kyson,” I breathe, wiggling my h*ps. He chuckles softly before sweeping his t***ue across my slit. I m**n, melting against the mattress. He buries his face bet**en my legs, his mouth covering my p**sy.

His hand pushes against the back of my th**h, forcing one of my legs higher as he draped one over his shoulder and settled bet**en them.

His mouth t**sing as he swept his t***ue flat across the seam of my lower l*ps, making me m**n as my skin tingled and burned with desire. He growled softly before his t***ue peeled my lower l*ps apart.

He ran his t***ue through them to my c**t and s**ked hard on it.

My heart pounds uncontrollably and heat floods and pools in my stomach, warming every inch of me as sparks rushed across my skin. His t***ue swirled and s**ked on my c**t, driving me wild, and making me whimper at the building sensation as he continued to torment me with his t***ue.

Kyson tasted and l**ked every piece of me before dipping his t***ue inside my tight channel and lapping at the juices spilling from me. My legs trembled when I felt the first slivers of pleasure tighten the muscles of my belly. He slid his fi**ger deep inside me while s**king. My inner walls sq***zed and clamped down around his fi**ger as he pulled out slowly.

His fi**ger drenched in my arousal and slid in and out effortlessly as he added another, stretching me open. My inner walls sq***zed as the friction built, and I moved my h*ps against his mouth. Heat washes over me, and I m**ned as my sensitive nerves pulsated against his t***ue.

My walls fluttered when my orgasm ripped through me, his fi**gers plunging in deeper, my inner walls clenched as he continued his relentless s**king and l**king, making me cry out.

Everything tingled, my thoughts solely consumed with the pleasure he was inducing, solely consumed with him. When I finally burned so hot, I was holding my breath, I tumbled over the precipice, falling blissfully as I reached the peak of my climax. My m**n echoed as I came hard.

The sl**kness of my arousal spilled out of me, and my body tensed and spasmed as I rode out the waves of pleasure, leaving me breathless. Kyson sl*pped his fi**gers from me, his hot t***ue lapping at my juices before he k**sed and crawled up my body, settling his weight against me. His l*ps, sl**k with my juices, molded around mine as he plunged his t***ue into my mouth, forcing me to taste myself.

I smile against his l*ps, enjoying his touch, enjoying him. It felt like we hardly had time for each other so

I was thankful for this moment despite being exhausted from being up all night. Kyson always had a way of making me forget the torment life throws at us, and right now I wanted nothing more than to forget with him.

His h*ps th**st against my entrance, making me jolt at the over sensitive nerves as his erection p**ssed against me. My hand moved down his side, and I pushed the waistband of his boxers down his hip before he tugged them down and got rid of them by kicking them off.

His thick hard c**k p**ssed against my lower l*ps, and I felt the head of his c**k slide bet**en my lower l*ps over my c**t as he rocked his h*ps against me, coating his himself in my arousal as it slid through my folds.

| arched my h*ps, rolling them against him, and m**ned into his mouth before reaching bet**en us, my hand stroking his hardened length as my fi**gers wr*pped around his shaft. He groaned, th**sting into my hand. His l*ps traveled down my neck before s**king his mark and nibbling on it and I tilt my head to the side, offering him more. Kyson purrs and I loved the sounds he made, loved how the bond tugged, wanting me to claim our mate over and over. He was mine, and I was his. There was no greater comfort than knowing that, he was fighting alongside me. That now we fought for each other instead of against each other. No more fighting just us.

I wiggled my h*ps, r*bbing against him, before gripping his hair and bringing his l*ps back to mine. He k**sed me harder before taking his c**k in his hand and positioning himself at my entrance. Moving my hand to his hip, I tugged him closer, rolling my h*ps against him. He p**ssed the tip against me, his c**k gliding into my soaking w*t channel, stretching me around his thickness and making me m**n into his mouth at the feel of him filling him.

Kyson k**sed me harder, biting down on my l*p as he sank deeper, making me gasp.

I rolled my h*ps against him as his teeth t**sed my bottom l*p into his mouth, my juices coating his shaft as he rocked his h*ps gently against me. I chased the slow friction, rolling my h*ps against him and meeting his slow th**sts, wanting more, needing him to move faster.

I k**sed him harder. My hand on his hip tugged him closer, and he moved quicker, building up the friction as he dragged his c**k out before slamming back in.

| gasped into his mouth at the slight pain before it turned into m**ns, muffled by his l*ps as they devoured mine. The only noises in the room were my cries of pleasure, and the w*t sounds of our bodies coming together.

Kyson drove his c**k into me harder when I pushed on his shoulder, wanting to change positions.

“You can‘t go on top, Azzy; I am not wearing anything, so I have to pull out or I will knot you,” he purrs, nipping up my neck to my l*ps.

“Then knot me,” I murmur, pushing on his shoulder, and he stops, pulls away, looking down at me. I could feel his shock through the bond, feel his desire to do as I suggested. Yet, also his caution as if he was afraid to get his hopes up.

“If I knot you—”

“I can get pregnant. I am aware, Kyson,” I finish for him, and he stares at me for a second.

“A baby is never a bad thing, though timing kinda s**ks. However, I don‘t think the timing will ever be right, not for us anyway, so if it happens, it happens. If it don‘t, it don‘t––” I tell him.

“You want to try again?” he asks, and I could feel his heart racing against mine as hope and excitement bled through the bond. “I need to hear you say it, love. I want to know this is what you want and not just you saying it because it‘s what I want,” Kyson tells me warily as he watches my face.

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