Lyceon - The dark lord

She thrashed in his hold to free herself but He was holding her in place tightly. "What the Fuck!"

"Leave me, leave me.... You Monster!" She shouted on the top of her lungs.

He restrained her hands from scratching his face and Bellowed. "ALLISON!"

Allison snapped open her eyes and instantly tears rolled down her cheeks. She was breathing heavily and shaking all over. She looked up at Lyceon who held her body tightly, she was practically laying on his body. Lyceon was matching her breath as red flashed through his eyes and Allison couldn't help but scream again. She was still living in her nightmare.

Lyceon was on the verge of losing his senses. Not wanting to let his monster out He did the one thing which could cool his mind and restrain his Lycan down.

He cupped her nape and crashed his lips against her opened mouth abruptly and roughly, suppressing her shouts instantly. Allison's eyes widened in shock. The tingling sensation exploded on her entire body with the goosebumps accompanying it. Lyceon lapped her lips with his hot tongue before darting inside her warm mouth to taste all corners. The deep throaty growl from within his rumbling chest pulled Allison out of her hazed thoughts.

He angled her face to taste her more and deeply, his hand snaked into her waist and He pulled her into his lap effortlessly. Allison moaned in protest but He was lost and absorbed into her scent deeply. Her mouth also tasted like her scent. Combo of Honey and cocoa.

He couldn't get enough and his kiss turned more passionate. He was ravishing her mouth brutally.

Please stop!

Allison screamed in her mind because her all efforts of pushing him were futile as He pinned down her hands behind her in his one hand. She was running out of oxygen so she wriggled in his lap.

Lyceon was aware of that but He wanted to complete what He started. He could feel her chaotic feelings and amount of fear for him in her kiss. His feverish kiss threw her into the waves of shame and regret. He lapped her tongue but she stayed still not responding but He didn't stop and sucked it. Allison moaned as her body was shaking with uncontrollable sensations. He sucked onto her plump lips for the last time and pulled back. Nipping her jaws, He growled and squeezed her waist, ceasing her wriggling. He licked his lower lip staring at her flushed face.

"You fucking dare to pull that stunt again and I won't hesitate to punish you in any way I deem to be fit to put you in place." Lyceon sneered looking at her wobbled lips. Her eyes watered again seeing his stoned face and cold eyes, she felt like dying of fear, humiliation and regret. She was kissed by the killer of her father.

He looked down at her as a child who was robbed out of his favourite toys and candies. And He hates annoying kids.

She bit her lips and tried to slide back, out of his lap. Lyceon groaned before releasing her. One of the reasons for his bitter mood was that she unknowingly turned him on, her movements and wriggling on his erection, awoke him badly which He had never experienced in years.

His body turned too hot to his liking and He took deep breaths before cooling down. He fucking couldn't just bring it on her, not now.

Allison on the other hand was too afraid to move or look at him. She touched her lips, the tingling sensation was still there.

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She felt remorseful. She peeked at the curtain that was put behind the front seats to maintain privacy. Obviously whom she was kidding. Werewolves can easily hear and smell things.

How could she let him kiss her? It was her first kiss ever and she lost it to the killer.

'Do you even have a choice?' Her mind mocked her. She had forgotten long ago about her nightmare.

Lyceon's phone vibrated in his pocket and He tapped his earpod, connecting the call.

"King, I sensed the danger lurking around this woodland we are passing by. Do you feel something odd?"

Fuck!

How could He let His senses let down? He was so absorbed in her scent that He couldn't recognize the potential threat around.

Aztec's voice seemed on alert and Lyceon grabbed a deep breath. His finger kept drumming on his knee slowly when suddenly his eyes snapped up.

In a millisecond, He whipped his gaze to her direction, his black pitch eyes riveted on the foggy window. Before Allison could react, He pushed her face back with one hand the second before a sharp object pierced through the glass window and plunged into the palm of his other hand, it struck at his hand directly as He intended to catch it.

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Allison breath stuck in her throat for the umpteenth time, her frozen eyes looking at the sharp silver dagger which slashed his palm drawing blood. The sharp point of it passed through his palm, blood was oozing out freely. She forgot to inhale.

Lyceon sighed and pulled out the dagger onto his palm and examined it carefully. It seemed unfamiliar to him, and it didn't take him a minute that the silver dagger was poisoned and casted with a spell. It was not an ordinary one. Fucking bitch!

Within seconds, his palm started to heal itself and the through cut disappeared like it never happened.

"Tsk.. Blood fuckers would never learn." He let out before wiping his bloody hand with the handkerchief in his pocket. He knew whose deed it was.

Only then Allison could realise that He saved her life. Had He not been here, then she would have done for life. This dagger would have slashed her face or head and she would have died by now.

The killer had also become her saviour.