Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]
Chapter 312: Let It Beat... Baby, Breathe [6]

Chapter 312: Let It Beat... Baby, Breathe [6]

[TAMIKO]

"It’s all yours, princess. If you show me how well you can take it, I might just give it to you. I might just fuck you as hard as you want, princess," Tamiko teased and that was all that Kosta needed to pull himself up from the bed.

He was losing his mind and with the dare lingering, Kosta knew he had to try. He had to fight for what he wanted. Perhaps that was why Tamiko felt his clothes getting stripped off of him without so much as a care in the world.

All this time, all that Tamiko did was smirk at his omega. He was so beautiful when he was bothered and Tamiko loved him even more. It was obvious that Kosta hated the clothes on Tamiko tonight.

On any day, the clothes would have been the perfect one for the prince of Kawai, and the pride of the kingdom. But here, and now, Kosta wanted nothing more than to see these clothes off.

So, he struggled against them and eventually managed to get his prince as bare as he could get.

"Yes!" Kosta cheered when he finally got a glance at what he had been wanting all evening.

It was staring right back at him, calling him, and begging him to take it.

The thick cock was all red and twitchy and Kosta licked his lips like this was easily the best delicacy he had gotten other than the dishes that Tamiko had had Kiyoi prepared for him earlier.

"All yours," Tamiko recalled when he saw Kosta look at his angry cock with so much hunger. You would think the omega had been starved, and perhaps he had been strained for Tamiko’s cock.

It had been a while since he had gotten a taste, let alone a feel, and seeing it right he, open for him, had Kosta thinking of everything and nothing at the same time.

He didn’t hesitate to wrap his fingers around the long girth before he knelt and took it in his mouth, making Tamiko feel the sliver of whatever control he had left.

Tonight was a dance of control and more often than not Tamiko had lost it to Kosta. He wasn’t thinking straight and his angry red cock in Kosta’s warm mouth was not making him think any clearly.

He was at a loss for words and he wondered if there was a reason Kosta was milking him angrily. But he didn’t even want to imagine, so he closed his eyes and waited for the sensation to come.

For the kitty licks he had always loved; and boy were they fucking with his mind.

Kosta had gotten what he wanted and he wasn’t letting go. Kosta felt Tamiko’s cock grow harder in his mouth and he loved it when he felt Tamiko groan and grit his teeth.

The prince was trying so hard to be composed, but there wasn’t a way he would succeed this time, he was a man ina rut and he was already on a losing streak, not that he cared about how many times he lost to Kosta.

"Fuck," Tamiko groaned as he pushed himself into Kosta’s mouth. He could see Kosta looking at him from the corner of his eyes, while sucking the life out of him. Kosta had a perfect mouth and he knew how to use it.

The first time Kosta had gone down on Tamiko was in Grealor and since then, Tamiko hasn’t stopped thinking of his beautiful Erasthai on his knees like that. He loved the way Kosta had arched his back so his ass was up for Tamiko to see.

The prince was not sure where he was supposed to look, for the first time in so long.

Perhaps he could focus on the wobbly ass that moved each time that Kosta moved to milk him, or he could focus on those round eyes that stared at him with desire as he milked his cock with his mouth and tongue.

"I’m close, baby... now might be a really good time to pull out if you don’t want me to mess the pretty lips with my cum," Tamiko warned and Kosta just chuckled as he held that girth tightly while he sank his mouth deeper and deeper than Tamiko had that was possible.

When Tamiko felt Kosta’s lips on his prostate, he groaned.

He could feel his cum fill Kosta’s mouth and he wanted to see.

He wanted to watch, so he watched.

He watched as his Erasthai swallowed all of his cum, before gently pulling his cock out and licking it clean. Tamiko watched as Kosta did his job so damn well before stopping to give a few licks to the cleaned cock, as if to say that he wanted more.

"Holy shit," Tamiko groaned as he watched this pretty omg staring at him, with a date hunger in his eyes still.

"All yours," was all the rice said before he watched as Kosta rushed to kiss him sloppily, and for Tamiko to think of what to say or do next, he felt Kosta’s cunt sink on his cock.

"All mine," Kosta said, kissing Tamiko deeply. He loved the way he tasted, and he loved the lavender that lingered even when Tamiko had cum hard in his mouth.

"Princess..." Tamiko struggled to voice as Kosta pulled back from the kiss, only to grab Tamiko’s slick-covered fingers and shove them in his mouth. He wanted a taste of himself for Tamiko’s hands and he was not going to stop for anything.

So, Tamiko let him take.

He watched as Kosta gently rode him, while sucking his fingers with a fervent desire that was unplaceable. Tamiko was a goner for Kosta.

The omega started with slow agonizing strokes, as if to tell Tamiko to let loose inside him and carve himself inside. He felt Tamiko settle and all the prince could feel was the warm heat that engulfed his cock.

He was losing his mind with the way Kosta was riding him slowly.

"My turn," Kosta said with a beautiful smile as he grabbed Tamiko’s hands off his ass and forced them on the full mounds on his chest. It was not hard for Tamiko to think of them because that was what he wanted.

So Tamiko squeezed them like he had hoped for milk in them, as he tried to maintain his composure while Kosta rode him to hell. This omega would certainly be the death of him.

Hell, Kosta would ask for the kingship and Tamiko would give it to him without question. He could ask for his father’s head and Tamiko would bring it on a platter.

"Princess..." Tamiko begged huskily, and Kosta chuckled.

"I missed you so much," Kosta said with a very slow ride. He was pulling Tamiko’s cock in and out of him and he knew the prince was slowly going insane from the pressure and the desire that was pooling in his chest.

But Kosta loved it, the way the prince was so controlled despite the desire for more than when he was getting. It was commendable, truly, having Kosta control him like this, but Tamiko had just about had enough.

"You’re such a brat, Kosta."