Blood was everywhere—coating Robert’s body, soaking his torn clothes that clung to his skin like a second, shredded layer. He was a mess, broken and barely recognizable as the arrogant Alpha heir he once was. Michael stood over him, his eyes gleaming with a vicious intent that left no doubt—he wanted to end Robert’s life.And then, with a speed that made my heart leap to my throat, Michael's claws slashed through the air and stabbed into Robert's neck.Blood spurted from the wound, gushing in a crimson arc as Robert's head jerked back. The sound that came from his throat was unnatural—like two pieces of glass scraping together, a gurgling, choking noise that filled the silence of the forest. His arms and legs flailed uselessly before collapsing to the ground, motionless.I clamped my hands over my mouth, choking on the scream that threatened to escape.Michael had killed him. Right there, in front of me—he had killed Robert.Was this some form of punishment? A demonstration meant to t
"You don't know?" Michael chuckled, but there was nothing warm or reassuring in the sound. It was laced with a cold edge that sent a shiver down my spine. His eyes narrowed as he continued, "You never thought about what would happen when we met again? When you chose to escape, did you not think about the consequences of being caught by me? Or were you so certain that I would never find you?"His tone grew increasingly dangerous, and I instinctively knew that anything I said would only make matters worse. So, I stayed silent, my heart pounding in my chest."That b*stard dared to attack my people, so I removed his mark," Michael whispered, his voice filled with barely contained fury. "Now, can you guess what I will do to you, my mate who dared to run away from me?"His words struck fear deep into my core, but I forced myself to answer honestly. "I just thought you'd take me back."Michael stared at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, without warning, he reached out an
The kiss was so intense that it left me breathless. Everything around me started to blur—the voices, the people, even the forest. It felt like I was floating away, and I couldn’t focus on anything except Michael, who was staring at me like he was still mad but also something else I couldn’t quite place."Don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you said some sweet things to me," Michael said, his voice low and rough.I leaned against him, my head resting on his solid chest. "I’m not going to run again," I promised, meaning every word.Michael didn’t seem convinced. "I don’t need your promises," he replied, touching my head with a frown.I could feel my strength slipping away, and everything around me started fading, including Michael's voice. "I just wanted to let you know what I was thinking..." I managed to say before everything went black.The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a warm, soft bed, feeling something firm and muscular pressed against my back. The room was
However, it was too late for me to realize the gravity of the situation.I looked at him in bewilderment. I wasn't used to Michael's attitude toward me. He rarely showed a serious side to me."You deserve to be punished for your mistakes, don't you, Cecily?" Michael said, lowering his head to kiss me.I froze, and then my entire body went limp.Was this punishment? I used my half-conscious brain to think."Good girl."It was a very short kiss, and Michael's lips left me before I could kiss him enough.He pulled down his shorts right in front of me, and his 'murder weapon' was already erect. Although this wasn't the first time I had seen it, this was the first time I had seen it up close.It was fully erect, with a full, shiny head and a thick, purplish stem, with visible veins coiled around it, like a heavy meat dragon, bouncing vigorously.Michael shook his body, and his genital slapped me in the face. It was long and thick, and it was so warm that I felt my face burn. Michael was sl
My lips were forced to open as wide as possible, and I let out an involuntary groan of pain, instinctively using my tongue to ward off the invasion of the foreign object.But my actions seemed to excite Michael even more. As he thrust his hip to my mouth, I felt like I was about to suffocate.Finally, Michael seemed to have lost his libido and was aware of my situation, so he stopped.I quickly pushed him out of my mouth and started coughing awkwardly.Michael reached out and touched my flushed face. Then, in an affectionate tone, he complained, "Why are you so delicate?"I was choked to the point where my face was red, and my eyes were filled with tears. When I heard him say this, I glared at him.However, I didn't know that the way I looked at him with tears in my eyes wasn't threatening at all. Instead, it incited a man's desire for further abuse."Are you that troubled?" Michael asked in a low and hoarse voice.He reached between my leg with one hand."You're wet."I felt Michael'
I felt my heart skip a beat and my soul drift.Michael squeezed his hand between my legs again. My body trembled. I wanted to struggle but didn't dare. I could only whisper, "Michael.""Tell me if you want it. It's okay."Michael's voice sounded rare and gentle. There seemed to be a hint of a smile in it.He gave me a light kiss on the side of my face, raised his knee to my already wet privates, and slowly rubbed me. "I'll give you a lick, won't I?" He suggested very seriously.I was a little dazed, and it took me a while to catch my breath.Did Michael want to lick me down there? A Lycan prince was going down on me.Just imagining it made my blood boil."No, you can't." My subconscious told me it was wrong, even though I wanted Michael to."Yes," Michael said, leaving a kiss on my lips as he slid down.I propped up my upper body and looked up at him. He had one hand on my hip, and his face was facing my private area, which had soaked through a large sheet of sheets.My eyes widened,
Michael had a crazy look in his eyes as he carried me from the bed onto him.He grabbed my chin with one hand and kissed me hard. His other hand was on my waist, pushing me down hard before I could react.Michael's penis immediately broke through my soft, wet private part and sank in.My private part was already wet enough, and now, finally, a real guy had gone in rough. For a moment, the satisfaction of being filled outweighed all else, and a strong surge of stimulation coursed through my body like an electric current.White light seemed to flash through my mind, and with a muffled groan, I reached orgasm again.Then, I felt a physical discomfort.This was the first time I had been penetrated, and although my body was desperate for Michael, it was still extremely uncomfortable to be entered so forcefully. Michael was too big, and I felt he would break me. It was hot, swollen, and burning.I couldn't help but gasp, trying to raise my hips to lessen the pain.But just as I twisted my b
"What are you doing?" Michael didn't stop.I began to adapt to his rhythm. I calmed my breathing and said, "Mark me. Mark me, Michael.""Mark you?" Michael snorted. He grabbed me by my waist and lifted me. His penis slipped out of me. Then, he let go of his hand. At the same time, he forcefully pushed his hip and pierced me with his large penis to its hilt."Ah!" I screamed.I had already gotten used to Michael's size, but after being so violently and rapidly invaded, I still felt a little uncomfortable. I realized what I said might have made Michael unhappy, but I didn't know what was wrong with it.Didn't Michael always want to mark me?Did he bring me back just to punish me? Did he not want me anymore?Soon, I did not overthink. Michael was rough, but the pleasure was double.His hot penis rubbed against every corner of my body, and then the deepest part of my body was hit hard. The pleasure came fast and hard, and my moans were intermittent and never stopped.Michael seemed to be