Prince Reagan

Chapter 28

A Hot Night

The dazed look on Reagan‘s face abruptly

fades away as his eyes snap down to me, but by then, my tiny hand had already grabbed his d**k and is pulling it out of its confinement.

And oh my, was he big. I haven‘t seen them yet, but my hand barely can wrap around it completely. He‘s soft in my hand, but not for

long

“What the f**k are you doing?” Reagan hisses as he grabs my wrist to stop me. But instead, I ignore him and use my other hand and dip it inside his pants. As fast as I could, 1 brought out his half–hard c**k and began stroking him. He wasn‘t even fully hard yet, and he still looked big.

“Ellie...” He growls threateningly, bunching the sheets in one hand as the other takes hold of my other hand. But he doesn‘t stop me as I continue to stroke and squeeze him. He tilts his head backward and closes his eyes shut as he

grits his teeth. And he looked even more

beautiful to me.

I know if I stop for a second, he will regain back his senses and push me off him. So I have

to keep him deep into pleasure, or I may never get what I want, which is him deep in my virgin

hole.

When his eyes start to slowly open,

quickly lean down to wrap my lips around his head while stroking his remaining length with

my two hands.

*f**k!” He curses out loud as his body turns

rigid beneath me. I look up to see his eyes glowing his beast‘s golden color in the dark, and that elicits me to take him in my mouth further

He‘s probably having an internal battle with his beast right now, but it doesn‘t seem like

his winning. He bunches my hair in a painfully tight grip as I continue to swallow his d**k further down my throat. And I only stop when I begin to gag. I couldn‘t go further than that.

His thickness fills my mouth, and I begin to

suck him like a straw. I use my hand to stroke

the remaining part I can‘t take in and begin to bob my head up and down on his dk.

I wasn‘t even sure what I was doing, but I had seen enough porn to learn some moves. And I know nothing makes a guy crazier than if you could suck his d**k real good. And that‘s what I need Reagan to do now, go crazy. He Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

doesn‘t want to take me in his sane state, but he

will when he‘s mad with pleasure.

“You‘re playing a dangerous game,

Ellie... moon...“He howls as I take him in deep

than before. I ignore the pain he‘s causing to my scalp and continue to suck him while also playing with his balls using my other hand,

I‘m playing a dangerous game, I know, but the ache between my legs was the one in control now. My cunt keeps squeezing over plain air, begging to be stuffed full. Luckily for me, Reagan was huge for the job. Maybe a bit too big.

My cunt pulsates in need, and I bring my

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hand down there to relieve myself a bit. I push

my panties to the side and use my forefinger to

rub my aching nub before stroking my slit with

another finger. All the while, I still keep my concentration on driving my Prince wild with lust, moaning into his d**k as he shoves himself into my mouth. His hips rise up to meet my mouth, and he uses his hand in my hair to guide my movements, moaning in pleasure.

Surprisingly, he doesn‘t force his thick

length down my throat and doesn‘t cross my limit. I keep on pleasuring myself down there, getting wetter, and soaking my fingers with my

moist.

I knew I was ready then, so I got up, raising

up my chemise to my waist as I straddle his hips.

His bright eyes remain on me, and I can see something feral flash in them. A low rumble

emits from his chest as I take hold of his hard–on

and connect it with my hole. We both moan out

loud as my wetness touched his thickness.

His fingers come up to dig their nails into

my hips, holding me in place so I can‘t take him in. I look up, confused, to see his brown eyes color coming back as only tinges of gold can be seen in them now. He‘s gritting his teeth as he tries to remain in control even though I‘m grinding my wet cunt over his d**k.

He gently shoves me away from him, and

when I look back up, he‘s gone. I stare around the room to see him standing near the bedroom door with shaky legs. His shaft is hanging out of his pants, and his body is damp with sweats.

“f**k, Ellie. Are you trying to drive me

insane?” His accusing stare is pinned on me as

he pulls his hair out in frustration. I only smirk at him before laying back on the pillows only to spread my legs wide open to his direction.

I know he can see me even though it‘s pitch black in the room. And his eyes immediately snaps to my wet opening, not able to stare away at the view.

“Come on, Reagan.” My voice sounds sensual in a whisper. I use

my slit open for him. “I know you want it.My other hand comes up to my grab one of my breast over the chemise, squeeze it before pinching my n****e. I let out a moan as I begin to stroke one finger over my opening.

Reagan‘s Adam apples bob as he swallows, watching the show I’m putting on for him. His eyes remained glued to my opening, and his hardened d**k throbs with bits of pre–cum leaking out of his head. My mouth waters as I think about tasting him.

“Oh, Reagan.” I moan once more, slowly inserting a finger into my opening. I remember how aroused he had been the last time he saw

me like this. He takes a step towards me as I

open my legs further to him in an invitation.

He seems to snap out of his daze as he swears before whipping his head away from me. I huffin frustration as he battles with himself, pacing around the room while pulling his hair. I‘m so turned on right now, just a touch from him would make me burst. Can‘t he see that?!

Icrawl out of the bed and walk towards

him in slow steps. He stares back at me once

more, and I take the opportunity to slowly remove the strap of my chemise seductively. And when it completely falls to the ground, his eyes remain glued to my body. I step out of the chemise before coming to stand in front of him.

I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my hardened n*****s against his clad chest.

“f**k it.” He muttered, taking hold of my

waist as he swoops down to kiss me hard on my

lips. The kiss turns ferocious, with both of us

trying to take control. But he beats me

effortlessly.

He picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist before striding over to the bed with our lips locked. I feel so excited knowing he‘s about to give in and give me what I crave. I really was a

b***h in heat. All I could think about now was

having raw hard s*x with this Alpha Male.

He pins me to the bed with his large body, taking both my hands in one of his large ones

and keeping them above my head. I‘m grinding

my naked core to his hard c**k when I felt and

heard the sound of cuffs over my wrist.

I move back from the kiss to see he had

already cuffed one of my wrists to the headboard once more. I‘m dazed for a few seconds and tried to pull at the cuffs, but they only burn my skin a bit as I struggle further in

vain.

“They won‘t budge.” Reagan suddenly says, snapping my attention back to him. “Wolf‘s bane can‘t work on Lycans, but you‘re

not fully one yet. You‘re still in the phase of

turning, so it can still affect you.”

“Let me gol” | growl the words, baring my canines open at him. Suddenly, they begin to

retract back into my gum as the wolf‘s bane traps my wolf back in.

It‘s like a bucket of cold water was splashed

over me, and the lusty haze of earlier gone. I

don‘t feel hot like before, and between my legs don‘t burn either in need.

Ishiver as cold air blows over my sweat

covered body, and my n*****s turn hard. I look down at my naked form before rushing to cover my body with the sheets.

“What did I do?” I whisper the question as

my head fills with images of my earlier actions.

God, I can‘t believe I did all that. It was as if I was

some horny sex–starved b***h, ready to hump anything whether living or not.

“You tried to rape me...” I hear Reagan‘s

amused tone, causing me to snap my head to

him. I blush as I recall what happened, and I

wish then for the ground to swallow me whole out of embarrassment.

Ishake my head, “No, I know that. I‘m sorry. I don‘t know what came over me. I feel fine now, though.”

“It‘s okay. I should have expected that.” He moves to sit down beside me while I still hold the covers over my naked body with my free hand. My chemise was on the bed beside me, where I had left it. But it was damp with sweat,

and I didn‘t want to put it on like that again,

“The wolf‘s bane had helped trapped your

wolf‘s emotions and feelings, so you should be fine for now.” He assures while arranging his pants. I get a glimpse of his throbbing hard c**k before he tucks it back in. Oh my, I had something that big in my mouth? How had it fit?

“What if I keep something laced with wolf’s

bane on me till this... heat stops.” I propose,

desperate to put an end to this. I can‘t keep living like a slut who would stoop to any level just to have a d**k shoved into her cunt.

“No, you can‘t.” Reagan shakes his head.

“At least not for a long time. It might affect your

wolf‘s transformation.”

I sigh in defeat, curling myself with my knees against my chest. I‘m tempted to give Reagan the chance of marking me if it would put

an end to this. But I know that marking me will not do much since my body will crave for my mate to complete the mating ceremony by taking me. It‘ll just be the same thing.

We should take a shower.” He suggests as he stands up from the bed. I shake my head at him, knowing full well I might pounce on him once more if I see him naked.

“Goon without me. I‘ll have mine after

you‘re done.” He nods in agreement before disappearing into the bathroom.

After having another cold shower, I ask

Reagan to put the cuffs back on my wrist so I

won‘t attack him once more in his sleep. He agrees since he might not be able to stop himself either.

But first thing in the morning, he takes

them off so I could go about my business. I brushed, shower, and got dressed into

something casually.

“Will you be able to come down for breakfast, or should I bring it up for you?” He asks, stroking a strand of my hair behind my ear. How hadn‘t I noticed how nice he could be? Since I‘ve stopped fighting him, all I‘ve seen is

this caring side of him. Unlike the arrogant,

How hadn‘t I noticed how nice he could be?

this caring side of him. Unlike the arrogant,

controlling, and possessive side he had been showcasing before.

“I‘m fine. I think I can manage.” I answer

with a smile.

We both make it downstairs together, and when we get to the final landing of the stairs,

recall what had happened yesterday, Janet

hugging and rubbing herself all over my mate in such a shameless manner. But the sitting room is empty this morning.

However, when we walk into the kitchen,

feel the tension before we even step in. Joanna

is by the stove, frying some eggs, but she has an

unsure look on as if she could also feel something was wrong

Lexi is sitting at the table, and opposite her is Danny, who is glaring at a figure beside Lexi.

Janet.