All Chapters of From Rejected to Resilient: The Alpha's Supermodel Luna : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Isla's body trembled as the cold sensation engulfed her, sending shivers down her spine. Her naked form, tied to the table in the dimly lit dungeon, was a picture of erotic vulnerability. The ice cube Liam had placed between her pussy lips had melted, leaving her wet and aching, a delicious contrast to the chill in the air. Beads of water dripped down her inner thighs, an evidence to her arousal, and her skin glistened under the soft lighting.Liam, the epitome of a dominant Alpha, stood by her side, his intense gaze fixed on her. He took in the sight of her long, slender legs, her hips arched slightly, and her breasts heaving with each breath. Her nipples, sensitive and erect, peaked with every shudder, providing a tantalizing view for the hungry wolf."You're a sight to behold, my dear Isla," Liam purred, his voice deep and laced with desire. As he spoke, he reached for a nearby bucket, filled to the brim with ice and feathers. Isla's eyes widened at the sight, a mixture of curiosi

The evening in Nysoria was a serene blend of twilight hues, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the beach. The chill air carried the salty scent of the sea, mingling with the faint aroma of pine from the nearby trees. Isla stood on the soft sand, wrapped in thermal wear that hugged her body snugly against the cool breeze. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore created a soothing backdrop, but her mind was elsewhere.Liam stood beside her, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart race. There was a flicker of concern in his deep blue eyes, and she could feel the weight of his scrutiny. “Are you okay?” he asked again, his voice low and steady, yet laced with worry. “Are you hurt?”Isla shook her head, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m fine,” she replied, though the words felt heavy on her tongue. Deep down, she was acutely aware of the pain radiating from her thighs, the muscles in her hips feeling rigid

As she stroked him, Isla couldn't help but marvel at the size of Liam's cock. It was thick and long, a testament to his werewolf strength and virility. She remembered their previous encounter, when he had taken her forcefully, his massive member filling her completely. Now, as she held it in her hands, she realized why she had been so sore afterward. The sheer size of his manhood was intimidating, but it also excited her, knowing that she was handling the most potent weapon of the strongest Alpha. With each stroke, Isla's determination grew. She wanted to prove to Liam that she could make him come, that she was strong enough for him even though she didn't have her wolf. She wanted to show him that she could wield his cock with skill and bring him pleasure like no other. But as she continued her efforts, she began to doubt herself. Liam's erection seemed unyielding, and despite her best attempts, she couldn't seem to push him over the edge. Beads of sweat formed on Isla's brow as

Isla’s heart raced as she felt the presence of more than just the intruder. The door creaked open, and a group of pale creatures stepped into the room, their movements fluid and eerily graceful.They were unlike any beings Isla had ever encountered. Their skin was a ghostly white, almost luminescent in the dim light, and their features were sharp and angular, giving them an otherworldly beauty that was both captivating and terrifying. Long, slender limbs ended in delicate fingers, and their eyes glowed with an unnatural light—somewhere between the deep crimson of a vampire’s thirst and the piercing gold of a wolf’s gaze.Among them stood their leader, a striking figure with long, flowing blonde hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall of silk. He exuded an aura of authority, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. His eyes, a chilling shade of silver, locked onto Liam with an intensity that sent a shiver down Isla’s spine.Isla’s breath caught in her th

Isla sat in the plush leather seat of Maximilian’s private plane, the hum of the engines a constant reminder of the distance they were putting between themselves and the chaos that had unfolded. The cabin was luxurious, but the opulence did little to ease the turmoil in her heart. She gazed out the window, watching the clouds drift by, her mind racing with thoughts of Liam and the uncertainty of their future.Maximilian sat across from her, his expression serious as he reviewed documents on a tablet. The weight of leadership hung heavily on his shoulders, and Isla could sense the tension radiating from him. After a moment, he looked up, meeting her gaze with a steady intensity.“Isla,” he began, his voice calm yet firm, “we’re almost back in New York. You need to prepare yourself for what’s ahead.”Isla turned to him, her heart sinking. “I really don’t think I can do this,” she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. “Without Liam, I feel lost. I’m still wolfless. I can’t take charge