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Twenty-seven: An intruder
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Ruthless Lycan King Twenty-nine: Elyn
Tatiana. “Stop giving me mixed signals. It’s either you want me or you don’t,” I hiss, clenching my hand into a fist. It hurts so bad. What is his face made of? Concrete? “Tatiana–” He growls but I’m not scared of him. I look up at him with defiance. “Don’t Tatiana me. What? You hoped I would fall to my knees in gratitude for what you did after you let them treat me like that in the first place?” I scoff and roll my eyes. He is so full of himself. I felt so stupid out there… so hopeless… it still hurts. “Is your hand ok?” I raise my head to look at him. His eyes are fixated on the hand I had used to slap him with a deep frown on his face. I hide my hand behind me. “It’s none of your business.” It’s still painful. I should have known for him to have such a perfectly chiseled jaw, it would be painful to hit him. He didn't even flinch in pain. He steps closer and I seize breathing. I don’t want him close… he makes me lose my senses and right now, I don’t want that. I’m upset
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty: Gone
Roy. Fuck. I was lying to myself. There's no way I wouldn't care what happened to her. In my mind, I thought I could be indifferent and let my pack members vent their anger on her. But I couldn't let her get hurt… the mere thought of something happening to her made my heart clench in pain and my stomach twisted with fear. Fear is an emotion that I've not felt in a long time since I lost my parents. I realised I'm afraid to lose her. Me, my Lycan, we can't live without that she-wolf. She has embedded herself deep in my soul such that her pain has become my pain. I don't care if she's Ernard's daughter. Heck, she could be a demon for all I care. Beast was pulling at my pants agitatedly while grunting and looking toward the entrance of the tent. Just like me… he couldn’t bear to see her hurt. Who was I kidding? I wanted to hold her in my arms and protect her from the world. Her scream had snapped me out of my trance, making me run out of the tent and when I saw her clutching
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-one: Punishment
Tatiana. I blush when I say those words. Roy continues to massage my soft ass cheeks and I feel my core knot in anticipation, not knowing what is to come. "You have a beautiful body…" he whispers huskily and leaning over my back, I feel him graze his sharp teeth on my earlobe, sending waves of pleasure to my core. "Made to perfection…" his words are followed by a sharp slap to my ass that makes me jolt. My eyes grow into saucers as pain shoots through me and I bite my lip when his hand rubs the spot, soothing it. Electrifying pleasure rushes through me like a tidal wave at his touch. What kind of punishment is this? My face heats up. No one has ever spanked me before. "Tell me, little bunny. Why are you being punished?" His seductive voice reaches me, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. "I… argh!" I moan when his hand lands another slap on my ass cheek. "Goddess!" I arch my back and wiggle my stinging ass at him. It hurts but it's turning me on. I can feel my juic
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-two: Preparing for war
Roy. It took my all to step away from Tatiana. I was punishing us both because now I’m suffering from heavy blue balls in my pants. The way her ass jiggled each time I spanked it… the way her fair skin turned red… fuck, she’s destroyed other females for me. I’ve never craved anyone the way I crave her... Desire her… it’s more than lust with her. I want to lay her down carefully and worship her like the goddess she is… I want to do things I’ve never done to other females to her. If going down on my knees and tasting her doesn’t show how much I want her then I don’t know what will. I had to force myself away because I knew that if I continued I would have not been able to stop myself from taking her… the smell of her arousal… her slick juices dripping out of her tight pussy… fuck, she’s such a tempting little minx. But even though I knew she would let me go all the way this time… I didn’t want her first time to be with her bent over on a couch. I’ll do right by her. Just like she
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-three: Jealous
Tatiana. The neutral city is magical. At least, that was my first thought when we stepped out of the portal. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange tinge in the sky. Fairy lights decorated the streets and shops as the night sky slowly took over. The air out here smelled good too. It smelled of good food, flowers, and different species that were going about their business. It was like this is the center that brings us all together. Werewolves, Lycans, fae, elves, mages…. They all surrounded this place conducting business as if they were all on good terms. "I have a couple of clubs around with some of my people in charge here," Roy says as he reaches for my hand, making my stomach flutter. "So Lycans are not discriminated against here?" I ask, my heart pounding at the feel of his large hand wrapped perfectly around my small one. He gives me a look and then starts to lead me into the City. Something bumps into me and I turn to see what it is, only to find a tiny perso
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-four: Playing with fire
Tatiana. "She's unmarked so she's still available." The silver-haired male says while the other one snickers. Roy tightens his hold around me as if he is afraid to lose me. "That's going to change soon." My heartbeat accelerates knowing he’s talking about marking me. The mere thought of having his mark on my neck sends a pleasurable shiver down my spine. "Exactly, it’s not a done deal yet so it means I still have a chance to–" A menacing growl that shakes the building reverberates from Roy and his powerful aura swirls around us. "Prince Ezran. I'm not here for games." "Come on man. Look at his face. Don't provoke him…" the dark brown-haired male says, his eyes on me. "Hey, little one. You must be special for the Lycan to be this possessive of you." His purple eyes glow as if he's trying to see through my soul and I push myself into Roy's body, my heart pounding. Something tells me these two are very powerful and dangerous beings and are not to be trifled with despite their p
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-five: If loving you is wrong
Roy. I lay her down gently on the bed. Well, as gentle as I can be. I don't do gentle and I don't know if I'm doing this right but I want her first experience to be memorable for her. I had it all planned in my head. We would have dinner and then I would tell her everything and ask her to be my mate but it seems Tatiana had other plans. When she grabbed my cock back in the private room, I almost lost it. She doesn't know what she does to me… when I saw her in that tiny dress, the whole world vanished. Only she existed. She looked so edible… so tantalizingly beautiful. We may have an ill-fated relationship but I'm willing to try. Will she stand with me knowing I plan to attack her kingdom and kill her father? Well, that's a story for another day. For now, let me enjoy this moment with her. Her eyes don't leave me when I start stripping out of my clothes. This is one of my clubs and I brought her to the room I use when I’m here. I got this idea from the traveler I met. Appar
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Ruthless Lycan King Sixty: Content
Tatiana. My core knots with a pleasurable ache as his hands roam around my body, leaving tingles in his wake. ‘Fuck. You’re such a temptress. I wanted to be a gentleman and make love to you today… but it seems I can’t help it. You drive me crazy.” He says through our bond while kissing me bruisingly hard as if he wants to become one with my mouth. I moan against his lips, my fingers reaching for his pants as I struggle to take them off. I want to unwrap his massive cock from his pants myself. He groans, carrying me bridal style and placing me on a mat that I didn’t see earlier. It’s dark but the fairy lights and lanterns have illuminated the area, giving it that fairy glow. Roy takes off his jacket and shirt, leaving his pants. He nudges my legs open with his knees and rubs his large fingers along my pussy through the tiny thong. His eyes blaze that sexy red and a low growl reverberates from his chest. “On second thought, let me take my time and worship you, little bunny
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-nine: Some us time
Tatiana. Twenty months later. Time flies. More so if you have little ones running around and they keep growing when all you want is for them to remain adorable babies with squishy cheeks. Our pups grew quickly. Now they are like little tornados wreaking havoc in the castle and they have everyone wrapped around their little fingers. Life has been perfect. Of course, we’ve had some issues with rogues attacking packs or some werewolves finding faults with Lycans but in the end, we resolve the conflicts and everything returns to normal. The Kingdom has flourished since we took over. I became part of the council much to the elder’s annoyance saying it was not a place for a woman. But I don’t need to be a man to contribute to matters of the kingdom. My Alpha defended me of course. That man is very supportive and come what may, I know he has my back. Since the numbers were not even, I made Elyn join the council too. Females were tired of being sidelined. We demanded to be treate
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-eight: Prince Ezran's gift
Roy. “Fuck you, Roy! You did this!” Tatiana screams, squeezing my hand until I feel all my bones breaking. I don’t even dare groan in pain because compared to what she’s feeling, this is nothing. “How far? She’s been like this for more than an hour. Is it supposed to take this long?” I ask Gwendolyn who is now the royal healer. She goes between Tatiana’s legs and checks her before letting up with a frown on her face. “Not yet. There’s no crowning. She’s not ready to push yet.” “Ahhhh!” Tatiana breaks my hand which is just from healing again. “Cut it out! Remove it, please, I can’t take it anymore!” She screams, breathing heavily and my heart clenches in pain. I growl menacingly, glaring at Gwendolyn. “Do something! She’s in so much pain! I hate seeing her like this." Months passed since we took over the Kingdom and her belly had grown bigger than normal. She went into labour prematurely this morning and she’s been screaming since an hour ago but why do I feel like something
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-seven: Silverback
Tatiana. Just like I thought, there was an uprising. The werewolves didn’t easily accept that they would be ruled by a Lycan from now onwards. They were afraid but they could also do nothing about it. It’s easy to bully one Lycan but an army of them? They stood no chance so they hid in their homes like a plague had infested the Kingdom. It had to take weeks of us going around the kingdom, educating them about how there’s really not much difference between us. We are all shifters with a wolf spirit. I had to tell my story over and over again and they were fascinated to know that I had two beasts co-existing within me. Talking wasn’t enough so we came up with events that could make everyone interact with one another and from there, the werewolves realised on their own how barbaric their actions were because the people they shunned were just like them. The apprehension is still there seeing as Lycans are much bigger and stronger than werewolves but I love how they are all open
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-six: A moment of pleasure
Tatiana. Roy groans and cups the back of my head, holding me close to his neck as his warm blood seeps into my mouth. He tastes divine. His blood tastes like honey... so sweet and natural. A thousand emotions hit me and I know it’s not from my ability. It’s from our bond that has entwined fully. Now that we’ve completed the marking, I can feel what he feels. I can hear his thoughts if he lets me. We are one now. One soul and one heart. If I die, he dies, and vice versa. Delicious tingles flare through me... sizzling through every part of my body and I can’t help but moan as I push myself into him, feeling every ridge of his ripped body against mine. My tongue darts out and I lick my mark on his neck to heal it. It has already started to form and I can make out a shadow of a wolf and a Lycan inside a full moon. It's just like his mark on my neck. It's lovely. I reach my free hand between us and cup his crotch, loving the way his cock twitches in my hand. A low growl reve
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-five: The King
Tatiana. I didn’t expect to find my father in that state. The news of the male pup not being his must have broken him. My heart clenched thinking he used to be proud of me being his only daughter but was it all a front he put up so he could control me however he wanted? Silent tears flow down my cheeks as Roy hugs me protectively. I tremble, sniffling and he holds me closer. “I’m sorry, my love. I really wish you didn’t see that.” He whispers and I shake my head. “It’s not your fault. I’m just disappointed in him is all…” I sigh, wrapping my arms around his waist. Thank goddess I met him… he’s my anchor in all the chaos that has been happening recently in my life threatening to sink me to the bottom. His support means the world to me. I remember when he took me as his slave to threaten my father. At that moment, I thought I was doomed and my life would be hell but he didn’t treat me badly. He even let me stay in his personal space, sleeping on his bed… He washed me tenderly wh
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-four: Surrender
Roy. When I saw the mark on her neck, jealousy rushed through me like a raging inferno. I didn’t show it but it hurt. So this was why our bond was severed. That bastard had marked her… he had claimed my woman. He forcefully marked my mate. I can't even imagine how much pain she went through. The urge to rip his body to shreds overcame me but I held back. I knew I had to do one thing and that was to mark her and make her mine before someone else tries to steal her from me. Fuck the ceremony. I wanted her to be mine, now. Luckily when I asked for permission, she agreed and I didn’t waste time, sinking my teeth into her swan-like beautiful neck. Pleasure sizzled through me when our bond began to entwine together again. Sparks coursed through me starting from my toes, all the way to my brain. She was driving me crazy and if we didn’t have an impending war, I would have made love to her just the way I planned I would when I marked her. Hours earlier when I was searching for her, L
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-three: Save myself
Tatiana. I fidget in my seat under his leering gaze but I don't look away, not wanting to look submissive or scared. “Why do you want to wipe out the Lycans? What have they done to you?” I ask, ignoring his last sentence about getting me pregnant. He’s crazy if he thinks a forced bond will make me give myself to him. Benjamin picks up the glass of wine on the table and takes a sip, smirking. “You may have grown up as a sheltered Princess but everyone out here knew about Roy. The Lycan Prince who was slowly growing his army of Lycans so he can come back and grab the throne. They were only rumours but I knew there was no smoke without fire. And when Lyson confirmed it when he first shifted and left for the Lycan pack, I knew I had to do something to prevent Roy from getting something I’ve always wanted.” He pats Lyson on his shoulder with a proud look on his face. “Thanks to my brother, I Knew Roy’s every move. I created an illusion of myself with the magical staff so I wasn’t the
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-two: Marked
Tatiana. I was shocked when I came to. I was expecting to find myself in a dungeon or tied up in some room but I was in a big luxurious room with a big bed in the center. It was still a prison though. I realized this when I tried to escape through the window and the damn thing wouldn’t open. It was sealed shut by magic. The door wouldn’t budge either. Simone was nowhere to be seen so I couldn’t even ask anyone why I was brought here. Banging on the door would be futile so I decided to wait until they come to me. Only, I didn’t expect to see the person who has just walked into the room. Alive and well. “B-Benjamin?” I squeak, my eyes widening. To say I was shocked would be putting it lightly. “Hi, Tati... long time no see. Miss me?” He asks with a smirk approaching the bed and I stand up, stepping backward toward the window. “I saw you die...” I murmur, my heart pounding hard against my chest. What is happening here? He raises an eyebrow and spreads his arms wide. “Yet, here
