Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

Kira continued stimulating her body as if he was a hungry beast who was denied to eat his favorite meal for a long time. He couldn't understand where this insatiable desire was coming from.

It had been so long that he found himself craving to touch a woman and possess her with all he got. He couldn't ignore the strong attraction that was drawing him to her.

'Who is this woman? Why can't I stop myself from lusting over her? I thought only Selene could awaken my desire. But to my surprise, I found myself being spellbound by this beauty. I was put under her spell over and over again.'

Using his fingers, he teased her crown with twirling strokes as he continued devouring her lips. The sound of wet kisses reverberated in the entire room along with her soft moans.

Flames flickered at her insides, spreading fast like a bolt of lightning, igniting all her hidden desires.

For some unknown reason, she was being swayed by his passion. This was no longer the effect of her mysterious illness. All her senses were already triggered by his touch, making her crave for more.

It did not take long when he released her lips, lowering his head toward her bare chest. He covered her hard peak using his mouth, licking and flicking it with his playful tongue.

'Oh Gosh, this guy is driving me insane.' Marceline tugged his hair tightly, pushing his head closer to her breasts.

Her soft moans resounded in his ears. It was like a piece of beautiful music that was encouraging him to please her more.

Kira's movement became bolder than before. His tongue slid back and forth over her nipple, gaining another loud gasp and moan from her. He did it alternately while his other hand was fondling and groping the fullness of her other breast.

Marceline's mind became hazy. This overwhelming pleasure was too much for her to handle. But she didn't have any plan to stop him. For goodness's sake, she was already an adult. Her entire womanhood was aching for this to happen.

Marceline tried to move, reaching out to touch him. But he caught her arms, pinning them over her head.

"My Lady, you are not allowed to move. Wait for your turn. Let me finish first before letting you take the lead…" Kira's hoarse voice was heard as he cooed in her ear.

Kira felt helpless whenever Marceline would take charge so for now, he wanted to savor this moment wherein he was the one dominating her.

"We have a long night…" he added, nibbling on her earlobe.

Marceline's lips tugged upward into a satisfied smile. She had to admit but she loved his boldness. At least, he knew how to play his own game, unlike the other guys who always cowered in fear in front of her.

Marceline gasped and whimpered when Kira suddenly bit her neck.

"Ouch! That hurts a lot!" Marceline complained.

Kira let out a husky laugh. The truth was he was dying to taste her blood once again. The more he was becoming intimate with her the more he felt the need to consume her blood.

"Ahem, apology for that, my Lady…" he simply apologized, hiding the fact that he had already taken an ample amount of her blood.

However, as compensation, Kira gently licked the spot where he bit her. Then he began teasing her by sucking on her skin with a ticklish sensation.

Then Kira's scorching hand slid down further, tugging her underwear down. Marceline's womb clenched and her hips flexed under him when his fingers touched her slit.

A shiver spread over her skin, following the trail of his burning touch. Kira's fingers were now sliding up and down her folds.

She croaked, parting her legs apart to give him more access. The dampening of her core worsened as his hot fingers traced her slit in a slow but teasing manner.

She closed her eyes while biting her lips as Kira began playing with her breast and aching apex simultaneously.

His fingers continued stroking her folds while his mouth lavished her breast, his teeth nipped and pulled at her pulsing nipple. It felt so good that Marceline couldn't stop herself from moaning loudly.

Kira's free hand caressed her body. His every touch was like electric currents that worked their paths through her entire body, sending her wonderful sensations that made her more aroused and throbbing.

Suddenly strong hands were on her waist, holding her in place. Then Kira's lips left her breast as they made their way down, planting gentle kisses on her stomach.

She sucked a deep breath at the feel of his tongue swirling inside her navel. She gulped hard as she could somehow guess his real intent of moving south.

Her eyes gradually closed and soft moans escaped her lips. Her heart fluttered in anticipation when she felt his shoulders press against her thighs, opening them wider.

'Gosh! Will he taste and kiss me down there?' Marceline's cheeks became crimson red at that thought.

Marceline didn't have time to process her own question when his tongue flicked her swollen bud. He did it! He was now licking her down there.

Marceline felt like she was melting like an ice cream as he continued tasting her core. Her body trembled and quivered with the overwhelming pleasure brought by his lips.

She clutched the bedsheet in a tight grip while her eyes rolled skyward from too much pleasure.

His mouth settled over her aching clit for several seconds, just sucking, kissing, and licking her wetness.

She didn't know what to do. She wanted to move but Kira's hands were gripping the back of her thighs tightly, not allowing her to escape.

Every stroke of his tongue was making her mad with lust. Just thinking about this handsome stranger devouring her most precious pearl was enough to make her climax on the spot.

She could feel it, her orgasm building at every flick and swipe of his tongue on her sex.

"Aah! I think something is coming," Marceline gasped helplessly.

Her womb began to clench inside her. The pressure was too much to bear as if something was about to explode inside her.

Kira continued to slide his tongue back and forth over her folds while his lips were wrapped around the top of her clit. Just when she was about to reach the peak, Kira added his fingers, thrusting in and out of her entrance.

Her hips bucked, moving in sync with his fingers. She felt her muscles inside squeezing his moving fingers. It did not take long when Marceline felt the tight pressure inside her explode followed by her loud moan.

Panting heavily, her body writhed and quivered, riding the waves of her first orgasm.

Marceline closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing. Her mind was still in shambles. Then suddenly she saw an image of a white wolf looking straight into her eyes, a faint voice whispering in her subconscious.

Her eyes snapped open, her emerald eyes turning brown. With her hoarse voice, she mumbled, "Mate…"