Title: Possessive Lycan Prince

Staring up at the magnificent towering trees, my lungs fill with the scent of pine, mud, and wet grass. It's exhilarating and relaxing all rolled into one.

Stretching my arms above my head, I loosen my muscles in preparation of taking a long run through the dense forest.

Ever since I was a young girl, the wilderness has had a calming effect on me. The dark, or night time creatures do not frighten me. I relish in their sounds.

The first step brings forth crunching of leaves, a sign Fall is approaching.

With a deep satisfying inhale of air into my expanding lungs, I sprint into the mystical land of trees, creatures. A sense of excitement I've come to cherish flows through me.

For whatever reason, little animals do not jump into their holes or fly into their nests as I race past them. I've caught a few following behind me once or twice. They scatter the second I turn to gaze upon them or reach a finger out to brush their fur.

Tree branches reach out to grasp me, leaving marks on my flesh. They do not bother me, a simple wound that will heal by the end of my run.

Being an orphan, I've kept my secrets to myself all these years. Telling Lady Jeslo what my body is capable of will win me a short ticket to the insane asylum up the street.

Insanely fast healing is the start of what is abnormal about me. Quick speed, being able to see in the dark, hearing a conversation a mile away, and the sense of who is good and evil can be added to the list.

It's been two months since I turned eighteen. Ever since my birthday, I've felt as if I'm missing a piece of myself. The urge to travel and explore consumed me to the point I left the orphanage with my backpack, quitting my job and going on an adventure.

At first, it sounded and felt fantastic to be free of the Lady Jesolo and her harsh backhand. Now, I'm thinking I ran too soon. With little to no money left over, I do not see myself fairing very well without gaining a job. With no papers or place to live, there will be no one who wishes to hire me.

Living off the land is the only way for me to survive at the moment.

Catching the scent of a stream, I switch directions, heading towards it.

Right as I reach it, a delicious aroma drops me to my knees. It wraps around my whole body, reaching in and squeezing the quickly beating organ keeping me alive.

Gasping in shock, my hands fist the ground as a shock of electricity shoots straight to my clit, pulsing it to life, demanding attention.

Wind picks up, swimming around my hair as the bright sky is cut from my eyesight.

Growling is heard in the distance. Snapping of jaws and teeth vibrates a sudden need to show my throat in submission.

"What do you want with me?!" The tone of voice which comes from my mouth surprises me; it's husky and seductive. So not me!

Through slitted eyes, I watch as creatures on two feet slither between the trees and shrubbery. They blend in with the night. The only way I'm able to witness them is because of my enhanced eyesight.

The scent becomes overpowering, my body gives out, falling to the ground and writhing in ecstasy. Arching my back, pushing my chest into invisible hands, moans and whimpers escape my starving mouth.

"What's happening to me?" Tears stream down my cheeks in terror and overwhelming pleasure.

Movement out of the corner of my right eye catches my attention. Beasts crawling towards me, snarling with their sharp teeth, hungry for food.

"Is she?" A strangled voice questions.

One of the creatures stands up tall and tilts his head at me, sniffing the air.

"Yes," he rasps, his body rippling with muscles beneath the fur. Narrowed eyes slide down my body, memorizing, etching it into his mind.

Howls go up all around us. It sounds as if thousands of these creatures surround us.

Why?

"What am I?" None of this is making any sense.

Why is my body convulsing with intoxication? Cream is soaking my workout pants from the two orgasms I've had lying here.

"What are you doing to me!? Answer me, dammit!" Clutching the dried leaves, my heels dig into the dirt, pussy thrusting up as my chest heaves with the coming onslaught of torturous shakes.

"You're Mine!" It snarls right before jumping on me. His body covering all of mine with no room to stretch.

The second his skin touches my bare arms, I explode, shattering as the world tilts and blindsides me.

Howling into the darkened sky, I hear stomping of paws hitting the forest floor as if in a celebration.

Through the fog, words tumble around my brain.

"Our future Queen has been found! Tonight our Prince will seal his bond with his fated Princess and secure the throne for the next generation! Protect the Princess! Let no one break perimeter, the future rests on tonight!" A voice bellows authoritatively.

Screaming at the beast, I weakly attempt to crawl away as his gleaming teeth frighten me near death.

"Please, don't kill me." I never thought it could be possible to cry in terror and cum from an overwhelming orgasm at the same time, but low and behold, I'm doing both right now.

"The only thing I'll be feasting upon tonight is your pussy, sweetheart. Your flesh will glisten with my saliva as I taste every inch of it. Nipping, licking and biting until you're delirious. Then and only then will I plow your dripping wet pussy," groaning this beast slides his coarse tongue up my throat. "I've waited thousands of years to sample your exotic skin, you will not deny me my rights as your mate and Prince."

Right as the lycan shifts into his human form and positions his mouth above my panty line, the dream ends.

"Dammit!" I slap the ground in frustration. Every single night this mysterious lycan prince comes for me. His mouth inches from my aching pussy only to be dragged out of the dream and back into reality.

It's been happening since I turned 18. It's the damn reason I left the orphanage in the first place.

Ever since I was a little girl, I've known I'm different from all the other kids and adults.

With healing abilities, super strength, and fast speed, it was a no brainier.

Once the dreams started, I knew I couldn't stay after an incident where my eyes shifted to bright yellow during the night. It freaked a girl out, and she told Lady Jesolo on me.

Before I was sent off to the insane asylum, I grabbed my hidden bags and bolted. I didn't actually call my work, I stopped by and left a note saying I was leaving. Thankfully I had just been paid the day before.

I packed a hiking backpack full of clothes, food, a sleeping bag, a small tent, and a few cooking items to eat with.

For the past four years of living in the orphanage I cleaned dog kennels during the day and waited tables at night. Lady Jesolo would steal what she thought was half my money for herself, saying it was owed to her. She didn't realize since I was paid under the table, they would lie to Lady Jesolo on how much they'd give me.

They always said not to feel bad if I needed to run and couldn't give notice. That they know how horrible Lady Jesolo is and wouldn't blame me.

Rolling out of my sleeping bag, the cold morning air nips at my bare skin. The tent only keeps me warm enough if it isn't freezing outside, which it is.

When I came across the location in my dreams, I set up camp. Taught myself how to catch fish in the stream off to the right of my temporary home and collected branches to make a roaring fire.

The heat keeps me from freezing until it's time for bed.

I know it's a death wish as it will alert predators to my location, but if I don't, my dream won't turn into a reality.

Fingers crossed, I'm not losing my mind and haven't made the lycan prince up in the hope of being loved by a male.

Donning my sweater and boots, the sound of the zipper teeth alerts any tiny critters of my presence. Not that I'm able to catch a bunny. The sight of their pleading eyes deters me from murdering them.

With my arms skyward, pops and crackles fill the cold morning air. Sleeping on the ground is causing aches and pains to form in my body, unlike anything I've ever felt.

This lycan prince better hurry his ass up and get here otherwise, I'm leaving. Every time I dream, it teases me with the fact we meet the moment I step into these woods, not a year later!

Huffing with irritation, I make my way over to the little fire pit set up I have. The wood is frozen with no red flames in sight or in the near future.

"I swear if you don't come by tonight, I'm leaving, and you can find another female to be your damn mate!" Every once in a while, I snap, the stress of living on my own for a year is getting to me. I'm going insane!

I talk to animals, dammit! And they respond to me!

They fucking respond!

That isn't a normal thing to happen to humans!

Well, they don't speak in words, but nods. Just yesterday, I had a nodding conversation with two bunnies. They sat with me, out of reach mind you, and listened to me rant and rave about this idiot lycan prince who is supposed to be snatching me up and marking me as his.

Do you want more? I honestly can't wait until this series is done! Super exciting writing all of these stories.