The Lycan King's Long Lost Princess
The Lycan King’s Long Lost Princess Chapter 57

Hunters POV

It has been a few days since Gens heat started, and I’ve had to shift twice to get men that have wandered back into the border looking for her. Her being in heat was becoming a nightmare. And it should stop soon, I don’t know how much longer I can keep the men away. At SOME point we need guards.

We’ve talked a few times about being pregnant, and with everything she’s been through I’m sure it’s all a little bit too much. I know she’s upset that she wasn’t really given a choice. If she doesn’t unlock her gifts it won’t be good.

Ophelia hasn’t been much help either. I’ve noticed she’s always vague about things and doesn’t tell anyone anything until the last minute. Marcus says she does the same with him and it p*sses us off.

“What are you thinking about?” Genevieve asked. We have been laying in bed all day and I’m really feeling a shower.

“Everything. I know you said you weren’t ready for children, but it seems you’ve accepted it pretty quick. What changed?” I ask.

“I think a lot of it was the heat, but she also said if I wanted to be with you.. I had to. And I wasn’t going to try to prevent it and end up dying, leaving you behind. I chose you, us.” She said. She laid her head on my chest and ran her fingers over my stomach.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I’d do without you. I’m glad you chose me.” I say, I k**s the top of her head and I feel the pull to the shower.

“I want to go shower.” Genevieve said, she looked up at me and smiled.

“Hmm I was thinking that exact thing.” I said.

“I know. I could hear.” I look at her confused for a moment but then realize she’s not some ordinary Lycan.

“New gift?” I ask.

“I think so yeah. But it only works when I’m touching the person.” She says.

“Well, try not to read my thoughts all the time, sometimes they can be a bit scary.”

“Nothing I haven’t dealt with before I’m sure.” She says. I k**s the top of her head and she sits up, the silk sheets falling from her glorious naked body.

She gets up and I swear I believe she’s strutting on purpose. I can’t help the excitement that pumps through my veins and my d*ck gets hard.

“Are you coming?” She asks as she turns around facing me from the bathroom doorway. I guess I hadn’t realized I was staring at her a** before she turned, showing me that delicious p*ssy of hers.

“Oh I’ll be c*mming here soon.” I growl as I hop from the bed and Gen squeals, running to the shower. She turns it on and sets it to her favorite temperature.. lava. I c*ck an eyebrow up at her.

“Turn it down a little, please? I like my skin on my body thanks.” I say. She rolls her eyes but turns the water temperature down anyways. Getting in the shower I grab soap and begin washing myself before feeling small hands run along my v-line.

“Is there something you want, love?” I ask. I let the soap rinse off and I turn around and face her.

“You.” Is all she said. I grab her throat and slam her against the shower wall and she smiles deviously.

“Are you sure little mate?” Marcus pushes through, both of us staring back out our mate.

“Yes Marcus, Hunter. We want you.” I see one of Ophelia’s eyes as she joins Gen, all of us present in our human forms.

“I love when Ophelia joins.” Marcus purred in my head.

“Me too. Like I’m sure Ophelia loves when you do. Just don’t take complete control like the last two times. I want to enjoy this too.” He thinks it’s funny but it’s the 4th time he’s done it. And recently the last two was all him. I was so mad.

I growl and lift up one of her legs, pushing my c*ck against her core. She leans into me and k****s my neck, trailing down to the tattoo that runs along my collarbone. I feel a prick of my skin as she bites me, making me flinch.

I wrap her leg around my back and grab her a*s, pulling her closer to me as my d*ck slides into her. She bites me harder and I pull out, before slamming back into her. Her teeth let go and her head rolls back, begging for me to bite.

I lick up the side of her neck before I place my extended teeth against her skin and bite. She winces but m***s loudly after. Her nails dig into my skin as my thrusts become harder and I feel her weight drop, like her legs are giving out.

I pull my teeth out and lick her skin, healing her. Then I grab her by her a**, lifting her other leg off the ground and she wraps it around my lower back along with her other as I continue to bounce her on my throbbing d*ck.

“Mar-cus! H-unt-er.” She m***s out.

“Yes my love? Are you going to c*m?” We ask, our slams increasing. I feel her walls clenching, wanting to milk my d*ck of all the seed I carry. Her m***s increase as well as her breaths and she nods. I slow down for second so she will last long enough to hear me.

“C*m my love. C*m all over my c*ck. Then you’re going to continue taking my d*ck like a good girl until I finish.” And I pick pace back up, her beautiful br*asts bouncing against my chest as she takes every inch of me.

“Oh my goddess yes.” She growls. I crash into her with every ounce of strength I have. My b*lls tighten and burn as I get ready to fill her with my seed. Her grip on me tightens, b***d running down the drain as the water washes it off my back.

I feel as her walls tighten before releasing and throbbing against my c*ck. She m***s my name as her org*sm rolls over her, making her almost completely limp in my grasp. I thrust a few more times before I find my release, holding her tightly against me.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” She says.

I let her down then realize her legs aren’t much of use so I let her lean against me as I wash her body. When we get out I wrap a towel around her and she shoots off to the bedroom.

“Ophelia says they’re heat is ending.” Marcus says.

“Do we know if she’s pregnant yet?” I ask.

“Ophelia says we should test within the next few days.” Usually when a Lycan is pregnant, they find out soon after it happens. Since our pregnancies are half as short as a humans.

“Works for me. I’m sure she is though. Ophelia said it’s a small chance she wouldn’t be. Especially since nobody tried to prevent it.” I say

“We don’t need to worry. She won’t die. She is pregnant, she has to be.” He says. I just keep hearing Genevieve tell me she had to get pregnant or she’ll die. So of course I’m worried.