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Little Lion Love	By : LadyLia Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 3659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mornings had become a delicious ritual of cuddling, kissing and foreplay for the couple. They would relish every moment together while the child lay slumbering. Luckily for them, the child slept often as he he gathered up magical energy. It left the couple time to rejoice in the time spent together alone. Those moments were precious for Loke and Lucy. They had their baby, each other and their friends. The Celestial Realm paled in comparison to what their lives were like now. It was absolute heaven.
The sweet summer sun beat down upon the couple through the open window. It was fairly warm so wearing clothes seemed unpractical. Though, the less the couple wore the more enticing spending time together was.
Loke was attired in a half buttoned white dress shirt and form fitting boxer briefs. He had done away with his socks, shoes, jacket and tie awhile back when he and his lover were tussled in the sheets. He was just about to redress but decided against it due to the scorching rise in temperature from the sun.
Lucy ,also, looked absolutely delicious in her own half-buttoned white blouse and ruffled blue skirt. Her silky blonde hair was tussled about and damp from the sweat that had traced the curve of her neck. Loke took note of Lucy’s lack of undergarments which were tossed on the floor so carelessly. If anyone happened to check up on the two lovers; they would be utterly guilty of sexual conduct.
Lucy stood in the center of her apartment room with flushed cheeks the color of delicate pink petals. Desire exuded from her aura as she gazed upon her lion with such a hunger that was immeasurable. As many times as they had consummated their love, it would never be enough for Lucy. It never seemed enough for Loke either. His baser instinct was causing him to protectively hover around her while also, causing him to get sucked up into the cloud of sexual desire that thundered throughout his body.
“Loke.e.e.e….” A soft giggle escaped Lucy’s lips as she enticed the lion.
“Heavens, woman! You’re hell on my heart and body.”
“Well, if this is heaven or hell; then sign me up.”
Loke was losing his humanity to his baser instincts. Now that Loke was back, his animalistic needs and desires overrode his normally logical and gentle personality. There was something about Lucy being a mother that gave Loke pride and a hunger to protect and claim her that he had never experienced before. He always acknowledged the beast within him, but he always had control. This time…control was dangling on by a thread.
“Oh my…” A heavy and seductive sigh escaped Lucy’s glossy lips.
“Loke, we just got done. How do you have this much stamina?”
“I could go on forever.” A husky pant escaped his lips unconsciously as he spoke.
“Well, I am only human so be gentle and mini breaks often would help, pretty please.”
“I cannot guarantee anything.” A smirk revealed his elongated canines as he approached his mate.
“Such a bad kitty.”
“Kitty? Does a kitty do this….”
With one fluid leap, Loke closed the distance between him and his curvy blonde lover. He would snatch her by the arms roughly and press his lips to her neck. At first, he was delicately caressing his lips against the length of her neck but once he had wetted the soft contour of her neck; he would push the tip of his fangs into her causing a soft whimper to escape from her lips.
That was exactly the reaction he had desired.
“Moan for your lion.”
“Lokeee…” She panted.
“This is how we fufill animal urges.” He would emphasize each word that followed with a growl.
“ Dominate. Control. Pleasure. Claim.”
“Oh, Loke….Claim me.”
Loke wanted to roar out in triumph by the words spilling from her soft puckered lips. It even caused his groin to tense up and strain against the confinement of his boxer briefs. At that point, he wanted to shred them off and mount her without a second thought but as a lion; it was important to stalk his prey and heighten the sense of being dominated. Taking his time would allow the passion and pleasure to last so much longer and honestly, he never wanted it to end.
As he continued to nip at her neck, he would take in that sweet earthy scent of arousal that defined Lucy every time she was near him. Only Loke could make her feel and smell this way. Though, one thing he did take note of was the faint scent of Gray lingering upon her body. This caused him to growl possessively as he pulled away from her neck and stared her down.
“He was here……He was near you…..Why……?!”
Lucy gazed into Loke’s possessive emerald irises as she thought about his question. Then it dawned on her. It was Gray’s scent he was noticing. That was the one man who was at her side and pampered her when she had lost all hope. He was always there so of course his scent might linger even after he had left. She wasn’t sure why it dawned on Loke now, but it was evident that his jealousy was beginning to bubble to the surface. She had to smother out those flames before he was consumed by them.
“Gray was here looking after me during the pregnancy. You weren’t here and he wanted to support me after everything I had gone through. You don’t need to worry because all I could think about was you.”
A fang tooth sneer rested upon Loke’s lips as he eyed Lucy up and down made sure she was physically unscathed by that other male. Once he took in every feature, curve and indentation of her body; he would grunt in acceptance that she was untouched by foreign hands. Only his were acceptable. Only these fingers that caressed her smooth flesh could pleasure this woman. That sweet aroma of arousal exuding from her body could only be created by him. Now, it would be his mission to drown out that putrid scent of the ice-hearted asshole who had no rights to be near his woman regardless of his reasons.
“He is no longer welcome here or near you.” Loke hissed out in a fierce command. The beast inside of him was shaking free its shackles as it reared its head from the depths of his heart.
“You’re my lifemate and I cannot accept any man getting close enough to have his scent clinging to you.”
He would press her firmly down onto the floor leaving the comforts of anything soft behind to dominate her. The animal inside needed control over his own jealous heart. It needed to dominate, control pleasure and claim. Romance was not something Loke could comprehend right now in his current state. It was all about laying claim to what was his forever and always. His woman. His home. His family. Lucy would have to take on the burden of this animal in order for Loke to regain control of his humanity.
“Loke, it meant noth….ungh.”
As she spoke he would force the hard edges of his body firmly against her soft contours pinning her firmly down. There was no escape. There was only the animal and its’ keeper; the keeper of his human heart. Only she could release him from this animalistic torture.
“I must have you like this…now.”
Loke hurriedly stripped off the half-buttoned blouse that tried clinging on to her already sweaty body. Lucy’s full breasts were exposed to his hungry gaze which caused her nipples to tense up into taut peaks. Lucky for her, he didn’t bother to remove her skirt because it left more to the imagination and seduction. His main focus was those voluptuous mounds that were sensitive even to the heat of his gaze.
He would lower his head slowly allowing his soft yet hot breath graze the flesh of her breasts. Shyly, she flinched beneath him which caused him to growl. He would tighten his grip on her arms while he enjoyed the expanse of her soft sweaty flesh with his gaze. Adrenaline began pumping in her veins stirring the beast within him even more as he took in her scent. She was excited and anticipating his darker intentions.
“I cannot be gentle with you, Lulu….I want you to accept my hunger and release me from my cage.”
Lucy could just imagine Loke in the form of a lion caged and confined with no way out but through her. It was an enticing feeling to let loose so much power from one man. All she had to do was unlock the cage and set him free.
With what little power he allowed her, she would lean up slightly and capture his lips with her soft pliable ones. Her tongue would dart inside of his mouth tasting the lingering beast that was ready to escape.
“Take what has always been yours, my love.”
With that, he was set free.
He roared to life and forced his knee between her legs causing them to spread so wantonly before him. Her arms would remain pinned beneath his grip as he grinded his throbbing erection up against the valley of her womanhood. The skirt acted as a temporary barrier as he took his time tasting each nipple thoroughly. Each time he nipped at the pink buds of her breasts, she would scream out in utter satisfaction as pleasure and pain stirred to life inside of her. Those screams empowered the beast up.
“More!” She whimpered.
“Give it all to me then…”
He swirled his tongue around the tense pink nipple and stroked it languidly making sure it was nice and wet for him. Beneath the rays of the golden sun, her nipples glistened for him. It made him radiate with need making him continue his exploration of her body with his tongue.
His tongue had made a path from her nipples all the way down to the curve of her abdomen. There, he would linger a little longer while he pressed the curve of his knee directly into her pussy. It was strangely erotic for her as he put pressure onto her womanhood with his knee and moved it around in a circular motion. She would tense up and gasp each time he stroked her most sensitive region. It left her utterly breathless and begging for more.
“That’s my kitten. Beg me for more.”
Soon, he found his way down between her thighs. His hands were keeping her pinned to the floor but this time by the wrists. The positioning of her legs were calculated so that once he bent his head down, his hot breath could brush against her exposed lips just beneath the skirt. He was able to lie between them with his arms rested upon her thighs to keep them pinned while he ravaged her.
Now, he had full access to feast upon her. His tongue curiously probed her most vulnerable lips with tiny caresses. Every caress of his tongue left her shivering and pleading for the torture to stop. It was a sweet tingle that ached for more and more satisfaction. Oh, he wouldn’t stop. He was too much of a bad boy to make it that easy on her. He would continue such an unbearable torture by slithering his tongue between her folds tasting every inch of her sweet honey. Her sweet taste and aroma was simply intoxicating.
“Moore…I need more,” he growled.
“Yes…. Eat me up, my lion.”
He would bury his tongue in further as she tried to struggle against the maddening pleasure. He refused to release her as he continued his journey until she was gasping and so very close to the edge of release. It was that inner instinct that told him how close to the brink she was and he was simply not ready to let her tumble into that abyss of pleasure just yet. He needed to maintain this rollercoaster of a ride they called intimacy.
“It’s too much,” she gasped.
“It’ll never be too much, Lulu.”
“Lo…ke..”
The moment he heard her voice, he would pause the fluid dance of his tongue from dipping into her once again. It was time to control her. Now, it was the time to command her to relinquish her control to the beast. It was a ritual he lived by when releasing the beast. It allowed him his freedom but to never hurt the one he laid his life on the line for. His lifemate.
“Get to your knees.” He murmured with pure seduction as he released her wrists.
“Like this?”
Loke had allowed her the freegom to press her hands firmly against the cool hard wooden floor with her round bottom propped high in the air. The tiny length of the skirt caused that smooth heart-like buttocks to be displayed for his gaze alone. It was a perfect painting that he wanted to etch in his mind forever as he kneeled before her staring hungrily at her. It was hard to deny her perfection as she gave up control to him by being on all fours.
“Picture purrrfect…”
Now, it was time to pleasure. Patience was a key part in the art of pleasuring that gave humanity to the beast within him. It was a time consuming art that made the act even more erotic and passionate to consummate an everlasting bond between the two.
Loke took his precious time releasing his constrained length from the boxer brief barrier. Every second that ticked by in his mind was the anticipation of the ultimate claiming. It took every ounce of restraint to keep the pace slow so he could tease her.
Firmly, he would wrap his fingers around his length and begin the process of teasing her as he slid between the valley of her thighs. His grip would tighten around his pulsing manhood to keep it in check as he probed her gently.
“Please, I need more… It feels so good.”
“So needy, my love.”
“I can’t help it when you torture me like this. Claim me now!”
He paused in his movements and a guttural growl erupted from his lips.
“Don’t tempt me, seductress.”
That perky round bottom wiggled side to side forcing his groin to tense from the sensation of grazing against her flesh a little more firmly.
“I demand you to take me.”
“Damn it…” He bared his elongated fangs and elongated claws.
There was no more control. The beast was thrashing about with a fierce intensity as it clawed its’ was to the surface. It caused him to slightly shift into a more primal form; extended claws, a longer mane, sharpened canines and an engorged manhood that would overwhelm any human female.
“You asked for this, Lulu….”
There was no mercy in the way he claimed his lifemate. One free hand would firmly grip onto the back of her neck forcing it down towards the floor. This helped to prop up her ass for the perfect positioning of staking his claim. His thick and elongated erection would thrust forward burying itself into the valley of her thighs claiming her womanhood ferociously. Luckily, she was wet enough to accept the entire length forced inside of her leaving her screaming for more. Each rapid thrust pushed further past her folds into her core. His other hand had latched onto her waist so his claws could dig into her soft flesh and hold her into place. He would toss back his head letting his wild mane dance about freely as he roared out to the world his claim on this fragile yet fierce woman.
“Take all of me…” He snarled.
“Too big..ah…ah..”
“Please….take it all. I’m going crazy… and you’re so tight.”
It took Lucy time to accommodate Loke’s full and thick length deep inside of her. Every thrust brought him in deeper towards that delicious spot that drove her wild. It was the beautiful chemistry of pain melting into pleasure as he pumped in and out of her. Little stars would begin to burst in her vision as she reached a new height of pleasure that eventually crashed down on her. The soft pleas and gasps indicated her exquisite release as she came all over the length of the beast.
It was pure bliss to hear the cry of his lifemate release all over him. It hyped up the frenzy within him to claim her with his own seed. As he pumped a little harder, he could feel Lucy stretch a little more to accommodate him until he was ready to release. He thrashed about wildly and roared up to the ceiling as he finally claimed her. The orgasm was intense as he let go inside of her. His virile nature caused his cum to escape the folds of her womanhood as he pulled out. The sweet pleasure of letting go of the beast had brought a sense of calm to him. Nothing could break him down after this deeply forged bond. It had increased his power and left him shivering in utter ecstasy from their mating.
“Now, that’s what I call a lion’s prowess on the floor.”
He chuckled as he felt a sense of humanity return to his senses. The beast was sated and empowered. This new found strength would help to protect this fragile family that meant more to him than even the Celestial Realm.
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