Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 160

SAGE

"Do you still think you can walk away from me?" He murmured, his voice thick with something dangerous.

I was still catching my breath when he started to slowly undress himself in front of

me. I gulped as I watched him peel off his clothes one over the other. My throat suddenly felt dry when his mighty sword sprung out of his pants.

I perfectly remember how huge he was, but why do I feel like he's even gotten bigger since then?

"But you know what? I think I have a better idea. I you until you can't walk anymore," he said, which sounds like

1 just fuck a promise.

And honestly, I was looking forward to it.

He teased my entrance with the tip of his shaft, taunting me. He will deliberately slide his head just to withdraw it the very next second, making me crave more.

"Ooohh...please..." I pleaded.

"Please what, kitten?" he teased me despite knowing exactly what I wanted.

"I want more..." I replied.

"That's not what I want to hear, kitten," he said as he continued to tease my entrance.

I was breathing heavily as I was drowning in the waves of passion and desire. He wants me to say it. He wants me to admit it. And he has no plan on giving me what I want unless I give in. I was already buried too deep that I didn't care about anything but to feel his whole inside me.

"Please... I want you," I pleaded.

Titus's lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk, the kind that sent shivers racing down my spine. He ran his hands up my thighs, spreading them wider as he positioned himself against me. His touch was both teasing and possessive, his heat searing into my skin.

"As you wish, my queen," he uttered before slamming his whole length inside me.

"Aahhh...fck!" I cursed loudly. A sharp gasp tore from my throat, my fingers gripping onto his shoulders as a mix of pleasure and pain crashed through me. My body stretched to accommodate him, the sensation overwhelming, electric, leaving me breathless.

Titus groaned, his forehead dropping against mine as he gave me a moment to adjust. His hands were firm on my waist, his breath hot against my lips. "You feel just as I remember you," he whispered, his voice laced with restraint, as if he were barely holding himself together.

I bit my lip, my body instinctively molding against his. My heart pounded wildly, the intensity of the moment making it impossible to think of anything but him, the way he filled every part of me.

tug my chin until I finally let go of my lips.

my lips. He wasn't satisfied with just saying that; he made sure that he was going to get what he wanted by thrusting his whole self deeper

was filled with nothing but the sound of our heavy breathing as he continued to thrust in and

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that passionate moment when I suddenly heard

I whispered in between my

moving faster than

stop. He

invade

out

are you in

Panic shot through me like a lightning bolt, my entire body

my hands against his chest, trying to

But he didn't move.

anything, he seemed to enjoy the way I squirmed, the way my pulse raced beneath his touch. A smirk curled on his lips as he leaned in, brushing his nose against mine. "Why so flustered, my queen?" he murmured, his voice rich with amusement. "Afraid of

my jaw, glaring at him. "Yes!

of listening, he trailed his lips down the side of my neck, his breath warm against my skin. "Relax,” he whispered. "He won't come in unless I tell

impatient knock

I need a word," Beta Scott's voice rang through the heavy wooden doors. "It's

my throat. My heart pounded violently, every

didn't so much

answered smoothly,

actually serious? Beta Scott had said it was urgent, yet here Titus was, acting like he had

will only take a minute, Alpha. I just need to discuss your course of travel

exasperated sigh, clearly uninterested in whatever his Beta had to say. "Just leave it in my room. I'll check it later. If I

you."

a conversation as if nothing was out

again, my fingers pressing against the hard muscle, but Titus remained unmoving, his weight solid and immovable. He was enjoying this, relishing in the fact that I was stuck, helpless beneath him while someone stood just outside the door,

ear, his voice so low only I could hear. "What's the matter, kitten?" he murmured, amusement lacing every word. "Does the idea

my jaw, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. But

quiet. Beta Scott had likely retreated,

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with victory as he took in my flustered expression. "Now, where were we?" he mused, his

swallowed hard, hating how easily he

was going to be the death

the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my palm. "Wait," I blurted out, my voice breathless but insistent. Titus let out a slow exhale,