Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]
Chapter 309: Let It Beat... Baby, Breathe [3]

Chapter 309: Let It Beat... Baby, Breathe [3]

[TAMIKO]

"Mine," Tamiko said, more of himself than to Kosta who was staring at him helplessly. He licked a fat stripe over Kosta’s throat, teeth grazing the omega’s sensitive skin, making Kosta shudder violently as he arched himself into Tamiko even more.

His body was calling for the prince. His entire being was seeking him out desperately. It was the most desperate Kosta had ever been and when he felt Tamiko’s hand up his ass, pulling him up just a little, Kosta knew he was done for.

The prince sure was taking his sweet time.

"You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to send my ruts with you, princess? How long have I waited?" Tamiko asked as he peppered kisses down Kosta’s neck and Kosta whimpered in response.

"Kaito... plea—"

"Listen to yourself, princess. How desperate you are for me. Look at you whimpering needily," Tamiko mocked as he kissed Kosta’s chest, his hand on the omega’s ass, never once leaving, and instead gently squeezing.

Kosta’s body was tense, for someone who had been to endless wars and won.

You would think that he was formed into a beast at war and yet deep down, beneath these clothes that he never took out in public, was a supple skin that begged for Tamiko’s tongue to trace.

A silhouette meant for Tamiko’s eyes only.

He was so pretty and so fucking delicate if was agonizing to even look at him.

Without his self-control, Tamiko was a mess internally. He may have still been clothed as he looked at his omega, peppering kisses on the omega like this was his kind of heaven, but even he knew that he had to focus.

He had to focus on what he wanted to taste. What he wanted to get for and from his pretty little omega. What he needed to make certain that the realm wouldn’t ever get tired of associating his Kosta with him.

He was the man Kosta had chosen and the fates and stamped that by putting them together. This right here was the prize of having waited for so long. And Tamiko would relish it.

He would live in the chaos that he was undoing in Kosta.

He would have him in every way no matter what happened to him, and he wouldn’t stop.

"Your nipples would look so damn beautiful with milk in them, princess. Your breasts would be filled with milk for me and our babies. I would drink till they had nothing to drink for you," Tamiko said.

Kosta squirmed as he arched himself even more to meet Tamiko’s body. He could feel Tamiko’s lips tracing his nubs, but the prince was not even trying to eat him out. He was triggering the omega in ways that he knew how and Kosta was surrendering anyway.

Hell, he had long surrendered to the ache that had been calling out to him. Kosta had always heard about Lycans in rut, the takes of what he hadn’t experienced had always had him looking forward to whoever his mate would be.

They had had him wondering if there would come a time when someone would look at him and have a good day even if they were initially having a bad day. He had looked forward to this day with all of him.

He had listened to the uncontrollable ruts that the other Lycan warriors talked about when he had masked his scent. How they talked about how much control they loved to lose during their ruts.

He had heard them talk about how harsh they were with their mates and show that their mates loved it and were healthy, Kosta had been looking forward to that. Of course, he had been scared at first because of how violent it all seemed.

Yet today, as he lay under Tamiko, their bodies pressed together while the prince took what he wanted from Kosta, the omega couldn’t help but wonder if the other Lycan Erasthais had ever been treated this gently during ruts.

Tamiko was treating him so delicately like he was porcelain that was burned to break and it had taken everything in Kosta not to scream out in pleasure. He wanted more. Who was he kidding?

He wanted everything that Tamiko could offer him. He wanted the harsh treatment. He wanted the gentle treatment. He wanted everything that screamed Tamiko and he wanted the price. He wouldn’t complain one bit and he knew it too.

"Krushka..." Kosta pleaded like he had already been ruined and yet Tamiko was just starting.

"Tell me, princess. Wouldn’t you like that, hmm?" Tamiko teased as he stared at the beauty before him. Kosta was every man’s wet dream and right this instant it was no doubt that he was the young Prince’s wet dream come true.

The way Tamiko was being all careful with Kosta and yet so controlled with desire and his rut was admirable. He wanted to tear the omega apart, and it was all the control that he could afford that was holding him back now.

"Y... yes. I— I want that," Kosta responded desperately.

Tamiko just chuckled before he wrapped his warm lips on Kosta’s areola. His mounds that had always been hidden behind a binder were now free and Tamiko felt all the blood go from his head to his hard cock.

He had tried not to think of it, but with Kosta sprawled out like this, he couldn’t think straight. He didn’t want to, either. He wanted to devour Kosta in every way possible. He wanted to reign in the pleasures of his mate and he wanted to take and take and take.

Then again, he wanted to give, give, and give Kosta everything that he wanted. His body was giving out the impossible and arching at the same time, as their eyes met, they both knew that this was not impossible.

They were not reaching for the stars.

The stars had already come to them.

They were in their own kind of heaven and they loved it here.

"I always want you to touch me," Kosta said softly.

Tamiko felt his brain stop working for a split second.

"Always? Such a nasty little thing, aren’t you, princess."

"Only for y—" Kosta responded, but cut himself off when he felt Tamiko smack his ass suddenly.

"You’re so fucking adorable, Kosta," Tamiko said as he kept sucking Kosta’s nipples, alternating like there was any milk in there. He loved how his Erasthai tasted and he loved the way that his caramel scent was fully what he could smell right now.

It was all heaven and chaos and Tamiko lived for this kind of chaos. This was the kind of heaven he wanted to be a part of and he would be fined if he gave that up.

"My beautiful omega... your arousal reeks," Tamiko smirked.

Kosta tried to hide his face in the pillows. He had never gotten this hot and bothered before and he was so close to begging. So close to letting Tamiko know just how he was feeling.

He wasn’t scared of what the outcome would be, if anything, he was excited for it. For the raw primal need in Tamiko’s eyes, just for him.

"You... I..."

"Perfect omega," Tamiko said.

"Only for you," Kosta keened.

"Tell me, princess... Now that we are here, what do you want?"