Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 118

R-18 MATURE

SAGE

I remained on top of him as we both tried to catch our breath. Ian still feel his huge shaft pulsating inside me.

When things settled down and everything became clear, embarrassment crept throughout my body. I can't believe I allow myself to give in to my lust. I need to get out of here as soon as possible.

I tried to move my body, but Titus' arms tightened around me. He clearly has no intention of letting me go.

"Hmmm...let's stay like this for a while," he whispered against my ear.

Those words were exactly what I needed to hear to calm my troubled soul. I lean my head against his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. This moment was innocent and romantic. But all of that quickly vanished when I felt his shaft hardening once again.

I straightened my shoulder and moved my face away from him so I could give him a warning look. But that was clearly a mistake. As soon as I moved my body, it quickly stimulated my insides, igniting the fire of desire within me. "Titus!" I warned him.

"What? I can't help that you can turn me on easily," he replied.

"You're insatiable!" I accused him, which he quickly agreed on.

"That I am, kitten."

I was about to move when I heard Scott's voice behind the door. "Sage, are you still in there?" he said.

My eyes widened in panic. I looked at Titus as if asking him what we should do. But instead of answering, there's a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

my mouth before anything comes out. I hit his shoulder as a warning for him

kitten. Or else he'd definitely

stop moving so I can respond to him," I replied, whispering in

said. And

cursed

are you okay?

neck like a lifeline. My heart pounded in panic at the thought of being discovered. "I'm fine, Scott. T-Titus is fine. He's currently-" My words caught in my throat as Titus's mouth latched onto my sensitive nipple, his tongue

currently asleep," I managed to stammer, my voice quivering under the strain of holding it together. "I'm afraid you'd wake him up if you come inside." My breathing

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Titus's chest in relief once the words were

before Scot replied, his tone light and

my cars. I let out a shaky

did great, kitten," Titus murmured, his

pulled back slightly to glare at him, narrowing my eyes. "That's not funny!"

his crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. "No, it wasn't," he agreed, leaning in to brush

smacked his chest weakly, though the movement only made him laugh softly. He shifted his hips slightly, eliciting a gasp from

where were we?" He whispered, his tone low and dangerous, promising we

in place as he began to move again, slow and deliberate, drawing out every sensation. My gasp turned into a soft moan as the fire he'd

like this," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. "Flushed, breathless,

words to respond-not with the way my body trembled beneath his touch, the way each movement of his hips sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through me. All I could do was cling to him, my fingers tangling in his hair as I buried my face in his neck, muffling the sounds spilling from

his thrusts growing deeper and more intense.