Chapter 109
🌙 Lilith
He snapped against the chains, snarling, part arousal, part frustration.
I pulled away, nipples erect, soaked through my panties, but still reached for the chains—to free him.
“No!” he snapped, jolting me.
I froze, hands suspended midair, fingers still reaching for the chains.
My eyes snapped to his, his hunger laced with contrition. “You cannot free me. You must not p>
My confusion must have shown, because his lips pressed into a tight line. He dipped his head toward mine until our foreheads touched.
“Baby,” he whispered, the word sounding unpracticed on his tongue—raw, vulnerable. “I meant it when I said I wouldn’t hold back. If you let me go p>
I gulped, my throat working.
“I will claim you. I will claim you with every part of your body, fuck every hole, batter every orifice. I will not stop until you are limp in my arms. I will not stop until I tire of you p>
My breath fractured. He never spoke like this.
“And I could never tire of you, moya. Never p>
“Vladimir p>
“If you release me and I claim and mark you before the Luna Duel, we will be in very big trouble,” He tried to say it In the way I would understand.
We could not cross the line.
Yet.
And he would do more than to just cross the line.
So I nodded, dropping my hands from the chains completely.
Suddenly, he went down spooking me, dragging the chains with him, until he was laying down on the cages’ carpeted floor.
Instantly, I was on my knees, worried.
His eyes locked onto mine, dark and feral, a smirk curling his lips despite the chains binding him to the floor. ’Lilith,’ he growled, his voice low and commanding, vibrating through the air between us. ’Let me taste you. Straddle my face, moya. I need your pussy on my tongue—now p>
I knew exactly what he meant, the heat in my core flaring at the raw demand. My heart pounded, but the ache between my legs overrode any hesitation. I shifted forward on my knees, hiking up my skirt and shoving my soaked panties aside. The cool air hit my exposed folds, making me shiver, but his hungry gaze pulled me in. I swung one leg over him, positioning myself above his mouth, my thighs trembling as I lowered slowly.
Vladimir didn’t wait for me to settle fully. His hands, though chained, gripped my hips with bruising force, yanking me down onto his face. His mouth latched onto my pussy like a starving beast, lips sealing around my clit as his tongue thrust inside me without mercy. Rough and relentless, he licked deep, the flat of his tongue dragging along my inner walls, scooping up my juices with wet, slurping sounds that echoed in the cage. I gasped, my hands flying to the carpet for balance, but he held me pinned, refusing to let me lift even an inch.
’Fuck, you taste like sin,’ he mumbled against my flesh, the vibrations sending shocks through my clit. His tongue plunged harder, twisting and probing, fucking into me with a rhythm that matched the buck of his hips against the empty air. I ground down instinctively, rolling my hips to chase the friction, my pussy clenching around the invading muscle as slick arousal dripped down his chin.
I screamed, startled—
What?
Something was happening—his tongue shifted, swelling and lengthening in a surge that made my eyes widen in shock. As a werewolf, I knew he could shift but this? I didn’t know he controlled this type of change, and right now, he unleashed it just for this: the tip thickened, stretching my entrance wider, while the length extended impossibly, curling inside me to hit spots no human tongue could reach. It pulsed, hot and alive, the surface roughening with subtle ridges that scraped my sensitive walls, sending fire racing up my spine. ’Vladimir—oh god, it’s… it’s growing,’ I whimpered, my body arching as waves of pleasure crashed over me.
He growled into me, the sound rumbling straight to my core, and doubled his efforts. The expanded tongue thrust deeper, coiling and flicking against my g-spot with ruthless precision, while his lips sucked hard on my clit, teeth grazing just enough to sting. I lost it then, my thighs quaking as I rode his face harder, grinding my pussy down to take every inch of that monstrous tongue. Juices flooded his mouth, my clit throbbing under the assault, building me toward the edge with terrifying speed.
But the pressure built too fast, too intense—a familiar coil tightening in my belly, warning of the squirt I knew was coming. Panic flickered through the haze of ecstasy; I didn’t want to drown him, didn’t want to lose control like that in his mouth. ’Wait—Vladimir, stop, I… I’m gonna—’ I tried to lift off, pushing against his shoulders, but his chained arms locked around my thighs like iron vices, holding me flush against him.
’No,’ he snarled, the word muffled but fierce, his tongue never slowing. If anything, he picked up the pace, the lengthened muscle pistoning in and out faster, thicker now, stretching me to the brink as it lapped greedily at my leaking hole. His nose ground against my clit, his sucks turning brutal, pulling me under. My resistance crumbled, legs weakening as the orgasm ripped through me, my pussy spasming wildly around his invading tongue. I cried out, body convulsing, but he didn’t relent—drinking me down, forcing every drop as I squirted hard, the hot gush flooding his mouth while he growled in triumph, refusing to let me escape the ruthless pleasure.
I fell, spent but his chained hand managed to break my fall. I landed on the carpet beside him, spent and still pulsing, the phathom feel of his tongue still driving me to madness.
My heart hammered, ready to give out, the room was spinning, the edges of my vision darkening.
“Lili,” Was all I heard before it all went dark.