Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

"Yes, I'm single and available for you!" Dylan promptly responded in his enthusiastic tone. He was not able to hide his excitement.

'Please impress her, not disappoint her! Did I sound like an eager guy who has an ulterior motive? Damn.' Dylan scolded himself and his wolf seconded.

Lyca's giggle bubbled up on the dance floor. She couldn't explain why she felt comfortable in his presence as if she had known him for so long even though this was the first time they met each other.

After a while, Lyca and Dylan stared at each other for a long moment and smiled in earnest with a common understanding between them.

Her eyes peered at her surroundings then leaned closer to Dylan, asking him "Do you have a private booth here?" She made sure that her soft body would touch his body the moment she leaned on him.

"I want to have a private time with you and have a drink," Lyca added with her sweet and sensual voice.

Dylan's body suddenly became hot when he heard her sensual voice. Her soft and fragrant body was touching his own, amplifying the heat he was already experiencing inside him.

She was his mate so it's natural that she could easily awaken the flame of desire within him with just a simple whisper and touch.

"Hmm, I didn't get a private booth but I chose a spot in the dark corner, away from  other customers. Would you like to join me there?" Dylan consulted her, trying to compose himself although he was already having a hard time controlling his desire.

Dylan and his wolf loved the feeling of Lyca's body being closer to them. This was the intimacy he had longed for with his mate. He finally found her!

He came to this city to find his missing sister. Who would have thought that he would find his mate here as well? Though she was just an ordinary human, he didn't care!

Meanwhile, Lyca continued flirting with Dylan as she hooked her hands around his left arm.

"Yes, let's go there!" she cheerfully responded. She sunk further into his side. Her plump breasts were slightly touching his bicep.

She even placed her head on his shoulder so that she could smell his intoxicating male scent mixed with vanilla scent.

"Hey, we have the same scent! Vanilla! Do you like vanilla?" Lyca suddenly asked Dylan when she caught a whiff of his vanilla perfume.

Dylan was flustered, his cheeks heating up in embarrassment. He knew it! Someone would notice his perfume and it was usually used by women.

'Damn! How can I redeem my masculine image? What if my mate will be turned off, thinking I smell girly?' Dylan crumpled his face, blaming the White Witch in his subconscious.

But Lyca didn't mind it at all. His natural masculine scent mixed with vanilla scent smelled pleasant into her nose. She couldn't stop herself from sniffing his scent more.

In the end, Dylan just gave her a safer answer, "I like vanilla… because it's your scent."

Lyca let out another soft giggle before pulling him towards the spot where Dylan was sitting a while ago.

Upon reaching the dark corner, Lyca pushed him down, making him sit on the couch. He thought she would sit next to him but to his surprise, Lyca sat on his lap.

Dylan froze in his spot, just staring at her with deep admiration in his eyes. Lyca had no idea that their closeness was great torture for Dylan. He was already aroused by their body contact.

He could even feel her hot breath brushing his neck as she brought her face closer to him. Her vanilla sweet scent also entered his nose, making him hard and throbbing.

Dylan was trying his best to fight the urge to touch her. But Lyca was making things difficult for him. She was affecting all his senses too much. He simply lifted her a little before he crossed his legs, trying to hide his hard-on.

If Lyca found out that he was aroused right now because of her then he was afraid his human mate would have a bad impression of him. He didn't want Lyca to think he was a pervert who was easily getting horny.

But unknown to Dylan, Lyca had already noticed the bulge in his pants. She was rejoicing that she already made this man that hard by just a simple whisper and closeness of their bodies.

At the same time, she felt amused since Dylan remained a gentleman, not taking advantage of the situation.  She was already making a move on him but he was controlling himself from touching her. She didn't know if she should be glad or not.

Deep inside, she was hoping that Dylan would take an initiative to make a move on her. She could also feel her wetness down her core, dying for his touch.

For some unknown reason, she wanted to get intimate with him. She wanted him. And she was determined to make him hers tonight.

Was this the effect of the alcohol, or she just wanted to rebel against Enrique? Would he still care if she hooked up with another guy? Or perhaps, she was just entranced by Dylan's charm?

Lyca could no longer fight the urge to taste Dylan. Since her head was leaning on his shoulder, she tilted her head up so that her lips would touch his exposed neck.

Without caring about the other people inside the club, Lyca nibbled on his neck, gently biting it, and later on, she began sucking him.

Dylan's eyes widened and his body became stiff. He let out a surprised groan but he immediately bit his lips so that he would not get the attention of the other customers. Luckily, the loud sound of live music was resounding and vibrating all over the place the moment he groaned.

'Damn. Why is she doing this? I'm almost losing my self-control.' Dylan was worried that he could no longer fight his urge to touch her but he didn't stop her either.

He just closed his eyes and bit his lower lip trying to suppress another groan when Lyca started to grind her body against his lower abdomen while biting and sucking the other part of his neck. They were making out in that dark corner, not minding the people around them.

After a while, Dylan's eyelids peeled open the moment he felt her palm touching his leg, moving to the part he was trying to hide from her.

His amber eyes widened in utter disbelief. He was almost reaching his limits. He was about to stop her using his right hand but Lyca hit his hand, pushing it away.

She changed her position by turning around to face him while straddling him. She smiled at him mischievously, hooking her left arm on his nape while her right arm continued moving in the direction of his bulging erection.

"Lyca…" He groaned desperately, his eyes darkened with lust.

Lyca looked at him confusedly as she didn't know whether his voice sounded like he wanted to stop her or he was pleading with her to go on.

"Aah... Mhmm~" Another soft groan escaped his mouth once again when Lyca began rubbing his erection. He could only lean his head on the headrest of the couch, holding her waist to support her.

His breath hitched, his chest heaving up and down. His grip on her waist tightened, still trying to maintain the last strand of his self-control. He didn't know how far and how long he could endure this sweet torture his mate was doing to him.

He wanted to get out of this place and bring her to his apartment as soon as possible. He didn't want to claim his mate in a public place like this nightclub.

"Lyca… let's go somewhere. Not here. Are you willing to come with me?" He asked her, his steady gaze bore into her in silent expectation. He also wanted to have privacy with her.

His intense gaze filled with anticipation made her heart turn over in response. Her heartbeat pounded so hard. She suddenly became nervous and anxious, not sure if she was doing the right thing.

"Y-Yes… I'm coming with you," she said,

After hearing her response, Dylan's eyes sparkled in delight. She didn't reject his offer. Without wasting any more time, he stood up, carrying Lyca in his arms.

"Eh, Put me down Mr–," Lyca covered her mouth when she realized that she didn't know his name yet.

Dylan was already walking towards the exit when Lyca asked his name.

"Who are you, by the way?" She asked him with utmost curiosity and interest in her eyes.

"I'm Dylan. Always remember my name…" he said meaningfully.

Lyca just bobbed her head. "Do you have a car?"

That question made Dylan stop on his track. 'Damn! I don't have a car. Will she be turned off by that?'

Lyca giggled once more. She already knew the answer to her own question.

"Hmm, then let's use my own car, Dylan."

Dylan's heart skipped a beat when he heard her calling his name. It sounded very pleasing in his ears. Even his wolf, Lanlan, felt delighted!

With large strides, Dylan reached her red sports car! That's the only time Dylan put her down. But instead of stepping into the driver seat, Lyca pushed Dylan in the backseat. She locked the car door immediately.

"Why don't we get started here?" She said seductively. Lyca found herself getting excited for a reason unknown. Before he knew it, Lyca already pressed her lips against his own lips.