His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 84 – Ivy POV

I had no idea how long it had been since I shifted. I knew while shifted; I spent most of the time on the phone with Abbie after Kyson rang her for me; she remained on the phone till I could no longer keep my eyes open, and the help of Kyson’s calling eventually lulled me into oblivion. Abbie was just as shocked as l was about being Lycan but thought it was hilarious that I could lick my own eyeball, which I discovered accidentally. Who would have thought Lycans had such long tongues?

However, the feel of my bones breaking and dislocating woke me, though the transition back was nothing compared to the shifting. Although it still made me whimper when I felt the expanding of my spine sending a shudder through my body.

Kyson’s huge hand on my back caressed me softly, and I blinked, trying to wake up from where I lay. The rumbling resonated from deep within his chest; even asleep, he still purred, using the calling as a sedative, and I blinked rapidly and yawned before rubbing my eyes. Still, I didn’t want to move off his chest, content with just lying here wrapped in his warmth. His fur tickled my nose, his clawed fingers tracing the ridges of my spine gently as I felt the transition come entirely to an end.

His purr grows louder, and I melt against him, relishing the sound and the beat of his heart, mine beating in time to the sound when he pulls me higher. His tongue runs over my mark, lapping at it. Arousal washed through me instantly, making my toes curl, but I was still pissed off with him. As much as I enjoyed his touch, I was still angered by everything. Kyson rolls over, shifting as he does so.

The cracking of his bones made me grind my teeth as fur became hot skin and he rolled me on my back, his body pressed between my legs. His thick, muscled arms were on either side of my head. I watch as he shudders before turning his head, cracking his neck, and his eyes go back to their dazzling silver color. He smiled amusedly down at me before pressing his lips to mine gently. His tongue traced the seam of my lips before forcing it between them. His tongue brushes mine gently, and I sigh, kissing him back as he rocked his hips against me.

His hand moves up my neck, and his fingertips graze over my scalp as they slide through my thick hair, pulling me impossibly close as he deepened the kiss, his tongue demanding and dominating my mouth, tasting every inch and stealing the breath from my lungs. He pulls away and chuckles softly, dropping his head onto my shoulder.

“What?” I ask, wondering what he thought was funny.

him. My face heats, and he

his hand moving to my face, his thumb strokes over my cheek gently, my skin flushed with my embarrassment

my head. I didn’t want to mate. Yet the moment he said the words, I became instantly aware of the throb between my

mine. His hardened length slid between my folds, coating him with my arousal. He brings his face closer, his lips gently brushing against mine before he sucks the bottom one into his mouth and nibbles on it. A moan escapes my lips when he sucks on it. His c**k

beat and causing me discomfort. Kyson growls softly,

jaw to my neck to his mark that lay etched into my skin.

skin while his teeth, lips, and tongue move lower, tracing a path to my b*****s, my n*****s so hard they were near painful. My back arches at the feel of his tongue laving over the stiff

through me, however, only fleetingly as

into my hip, his hand pushing my leg wider before he settled between them, sucking

when I feel his

of my thighs. He yanked me down onto the end of the thick mattress, and he moved off

of my thighs to the back of my knees, forcing them to bend before he shoved my legs higher, my knees resting along my ribs, exposing me further to him. I had no time to feel embarrassed about the position he put me in, everything on display making me want to close my legs, but his grip wouldn’t allow it when he swept his flat tongue across my folds before his entire mouth covered my p***y, sucking on

tongue parted my lips as he licked a line straight to my c**t. He sucks hard on it, making me writhe and move my hips; his grip on my legs grew tighter, his fingers digging into my skin bruisingly, holding me still while his mouth devours every piece of me, making me cry out, and my legs tremble. My pulse pounds uncontrollably. Tension coils in my lower belly as I

around the tight muscles of my a*s, and I hear him chuckle, amused while I am mortified before his mouth went back to my c**t, sucking on it hard and making me moan. He shifts slightly, moving his hand off my t***h before sitting up, his arm going over the back of my thighs, holding them in place while his other hand slid down