Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 33

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"There's no running from me, my dear little kitten. You're mine tonight."

His voice was a chilling warning, laced with a sinister promise that sent shivers down my spine. I backed away, racing as his bloodshot eyes bore into mine, filled with a malevolent hunger. This wasn't the same man I had known. Something had changed and twisted him into a dark reflection of himself. my heart

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I blinked in disbelief, trying to reconcile the sight before me. His long silver hair, once a symbol of his noble heritage, was gone. In its place, dark as the night, flowed a mane of hair that seemed to absorb the very light around it. This transformation was beyond any simple disguise; it was as if he had become an entirely different person. "Who are you?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.

He smirked, a cruel curve on his lips that made my skin crawl. You're easy to catch on to. Hmmm...clever girl. He stepped closer, each movement exuding a predatory grace.

I tried to to call him out, hoping it would help him take control.

"Y-Your Majesty.th me tonight, kitten?"

You want to play

I tried to retreat further, but the

Where is he? I want to talk to him," I demanded, my voice shake. Panic bubbled within me, my mind racing for a way out, for something to grasp onto that could make sense of this nightmare.

"I am him, kitten," he answered, as if amused by my question.

"No, you're not. Y-You're... different."

"You weren't supposed to be here, kitten. Your spirit, your defiance-it's intoxicating. And now, you will know the true depths. of my desire.

The man who had once been my savior was now a predator, and I was his prey. I had to find a way to break free. But how? The whole room seemed to be filled with magic, preventing anything from escaping.

casting eerie shapes on

my back. Trapped, T could do nothing but watch as he approached, his bloodshot eyes gleaming with dark desire. "There's no point in resisting, kitten," he said, his voice a silken snare. "The magic

pinned me to the wall. I could feel the warmth of his body radiating through every fiber of my being Though I was scared, his touch awakened something

face. I held my breath as his hand slowly traveled from my waist to my neck. A groan escaped my

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for air, but instead of fear, the lack of oxygen sent a

me? I couldn't help but ask myself. This isn't the right time to be aroused, yet here I was, feeling the gushing wetness

a lollipop. How can this man be so freaking hot and scary at the same

anticipation and the forbidden thrill held me captive. "Aaaahhh..." I moaned loudly as he ran his fingers across my slit, spreading

thrusting his fingers inside me, his grip on my neck tightening with each movement. I was gasping for air, teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain, but I was also chasing the release building within me. His expert fingers moved with a rhythm that drove me wild, sending waves of ecstasy through me that I

of sensations. The pressure around my throat only heightened my awareness, making every touch and every movement more intense. I could feel the heat pooling low in my belly, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until it was almost unbearable. "Please/don't stop, I managed to gasp out, my voice a mere whisper. My eyes fluttered shut as I surrendered completely to the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. It was a mix of raw desire and primal need, and I knew I

final, deep thrust of his fingers, I shattered, the wave of pleasure crashing over me, leaving me breathless and utterly spent. I was catching my breath as soon as he released

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he licked all my juices out of his fingers. "I'm going to fck you so hard until your body can't

to push away the haze of desire clouding my mind. "Let me go," I managed to choke out; my voice was h**se

aphrodisiac-most would be pleading for more after just a a taste, but you... you're different. His eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as he studied my Blushed face. "Maybe you need more than just a lick."

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touch despite my better judgment. "That's it," he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Give in to the pleasure. Let it consume you." His fingers tightened around my neck once more, a reminder of his power and control I was caught in a whirlwind of desire

resist the pull of bis aphrodisiac-laced

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"S-Stop...."

voice. But my objection doesn't bear conviction. The word that comes out of my

he asked before he proceeded to tear off

fight him. My whole body submitted as his eyes

I feel his hot and wet tongue playing with my nipples. The trail of his kisses on every inch of my body sets my body on fire. It makes me crave for more. I was kind of

voice-all of it combined to create a symphony of ecstasy that I couldn't escape. I was his, completely and utterly, and there was no turning back from the dark, twisted

off with just a flick of his sharp claw. My mouth opened wide when he leaned closer and sniffed the pearl in

vibration coming from

only response I gave was to lean my head against the cold stone, waiting for his glorious mouth to ravage my center. However, instead of his mouth, I felt his sharp claws digging into

motion.