Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 95

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I gasped, desperate for air, the moment his lips finally left mine. This kiss felt nothing like the one we'd shared before. It was fiercer, almost frantic, with a hunger in it that left me shaken to the core. His grip on me was unyielding, as though letting go would break something

fragile inside him.

My breath came in ragged gulps as I tried to steady myself, still caught in his hold. His eyes were dark, blazing with a fire I hadn't seen before, and there was an intensity in the way he looked at me, almost as if he were fighting a battle with himself just to hold back. My pulse hammered in my ears, matching the raw, wild energy that seemed to roll off him.

"Stop...." I murmured, barely able to speak. My voice was breathless, tinged with the confusion and thrill coursing through me. He didn't respond, his gaze sweeping over my face, lingering on my lips as if he were memorizing every detail.

Without a word, his hand lifted to brush a stray strand of hair from my face, his touch surprisingly gentle compared to the passion that had overtaken him. The tenderness caught me off guard, and for a split second, the barriers I had so carefully built around my heart started to crumble.

"Do you really want me to stop?" He whispered, his voice low, almost tortured.

It wasn't much of a question; he was basically taunting me. He can read my body like the back of his hand. He perfectly knows that I was already trapped in my primal desire. I was aching for his touch more than I'm willing to admit.

"We shouldn't be doing this," I said instead of saying no. I don't know why, but I couldn't bring myself to utter the word. The truth is, I don't want him to stop.

His voice was a low, taunting whisper as his lips brushed against my skin. "You didn't answer my question, kitten," he murmured, a wicked smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Do you really want me to stop?" His mouth traced the line of my jaw, the sensation sending shivers down my spine and making it difficult to catch my breath.

Hearing that old endearment twisted something inside me. A part of me wanted to believe that maybe there was still a flicker of something real beneath his intensity, that he hadn't entirely shut me out. But I knew better. If he was in control, none of this would be happening.

With all the strength I could muster, I whispered, "Let...me...go, my voice trembling even as I tried to push him back.

But instead of releasing me, he chuckled, the deep sound vibrating against my skin. His lips continued their path along my neck, sending waves of warmth that made my mind blur. Then he lifted his head, his darkened eyes meeting mine. They glowed with an intense, almost predatory gleam, the unmistakable sign of a desire he was no longer holding back. His eyes were glowing bright red, a clear indication that he wanted us to mate.

"Come on, kitten," he whispered, his lips grazing mine, teasingly close. "You can do better than that. Push me harder."

"Go away! I don't want-" My protest was silenced as he crushed his mouth to mine, his kiss fierce and consuming, drowning out the last of my resistance. His tongue slipped past my lips, claiming my mouth with a hunger that stole every coherent thought.

to my chest, fingers tracing and kneading, igniting sparks with each caress, while his other hand traveled down, resting on the curve of my hip, before settling lower. When his fingers began to move in slow, deliberate circles over my

shiver from deep within me. Every instinct told me to stop him, to pull away but his unrelenting passion was like a storm, leaving me unable

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me breathless. My fingers gripped his shoulders, trying one last time to push him back,

my voice faint, barely more than a whisper. But any words I might have said

my spine, sparking every nerve. He pulled me closer, his familiar scent filling my senses that is impossible to resist. Every bit of my resolve was melting away, slipping into the steady rhythm of his touch as he drew me

intensity of just moments ago. His thumb traced gentle circles on my cheek, his eyes

whatever tenderness he held in that look wasn't enough to hold him back. Slowly, his hand drifted downward, slipping inside my pants without hesitation, his fingers searching until they found the heat of my center. My breath hitched as his fingers brushed along the soft,

a finger inside. The movement was smooth, his finger slipping in effortlessly, igniting an intense warmth that seemed to spread through my every nerve. My body responded instantly, betraying the confusion in my mind caused by the thrill of his

say between heavy breaths, my voice breaking with each wave of sensation

moment, then lifted his head, his intense gaze locking onto mine. His jaw clenched, his eyes dark

Scott might see you?" he asked,

I blurted out, taken aback by the accusation. I wasn't thinking of anyone in particular-I was just anxious about someone catching us in this vulnerable moment. I opened my mouth to explain, but he cut me off before I could say

to pleasure you to the point where you can't think of anyone

another finger, intensifying the feeling, his pace quickening until my moans escaped uncontrollably. "Ooh... sh*t!" I cried, my mouth falling open, my eyes

dark with determination. His words sent a thrill through me as his fingers pressed deeper,

against the storm inside me. Just as I felt the climax rise within me, he moved swiftly, his teeth sinking into my shoulder in a

licked every ounce of my juices from his fingers. He was staring at me intently while my eyes were heavy from that mind-blowing gas. As the haze of release began to fade, a slow realization crept in, and my senses returned

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My fingers went to my shoulder, touching the tender, throbbing spot. Reality hit me with the force of a storm-he

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