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.

the candles flickered, casting eerie shapes on the walls. The barrier at the door shimmered, a constant reminder of my entrapment. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild rhythm of fear

bloodshot eyes gleaming with

he 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 inside me

slowly traveled from my waist to my neck. A groan escaped my

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fear, the lack of oxygen sent a thrill of

right time to be aroused,

two fingers. I can see his tongue rolling against his fingers as if he were eating a lollipop. How can this man be so

me wanted to see what would happen next. The anticipation and the forbidden thrill held me captive. "Aaaahhh..." I moaned loudly as he ran his fingers across my slit, spreading my juices over every inch of my femininity. My breath hitched as his grip around my neck tightened. Without warning, he plunged his fingers inside me, making me gasp for air.

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

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

The possessiveness in his voice sent a shiver down my spine, and with one final, deep thrust of his fingers, I shattered, the wave of pleasure crashing over me, leaving me breathless and utterly spent. I

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his fingers. "I'm going to fck you so hard until your body can't take it anymore," he whispered, his voice a dangerous growl that sent shivers down my

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

impressed by your self-control," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "I thought you'd be begging me to f**k you by now. My saliva contains an 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." His words sent a jolt through me, a mix of fear and anticipation. The implications of his statement were clear, and I couldn't help but shudder at the thought. The aphrodisiac, now pulsing through my veins, heightened every-touch and every sensation. It was a struggle to maintain any

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his 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

to resist the pull of bis

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"S-Stop...."

recognizing my own voice. But my objection doesn't bear conviction. The word that comes out of my mouth is the complete opposite of

before he proceeded to tear

have no strength to fight him. My whole body submitted as his eyes

escapes my lips once I feel his hot and wet tongue playing with my nipples. The trail of his kisses on every inch

me further into a state of desperate need. His fingers, his tongue, his 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

my pants off with just a flick of his sharp claw. My mouth opened wide when he

whispered. The vibration coming from his mouth is

the cold stone, waiting for his glorious mouth to ravage my center. However, instead of his mouth, I felt his sharp claws digging into my skin, scratching my thigh with a deliberate,

motion.