The Lycan Prince's Pet
"Let me go," She said, twisting her arm, trying to wriggle out of his brutal hold.
His proximity had her heart jackhammering in her ears as tears threatened to spill out.
The beast of a man roughly turned her around before grabbing her delicate throat in his big veiny hand as he yanked her to him. His tan skin contrasted against her snow one as his thumb stroked the soft flesh of her swan-like neck. Her toes were barely touching the ground as she stared petrified at the man hovering over her seemingly deranged. His hot breath caressed her face and had chills running down her spine.
He looked possessed.
"You're mine, f*cking MINE!" He seethed a low rumble as she flinched away. His amber rims were blazing pits as they gazed at her with an unadulterated ferocity.
Her chin wobbled and her plump lips trembled as the girl shook her head trying to get away from him and her struggles grew frantic. She was so scared.
His jaw clenched and his nose flared in rage. "So you won't listen, huh." He rasped in a low snarl before letting her go.
She took three steps away from him, clutching her hands on her chest. Her whole body trembled wildly as she saw him locking the door before he faced her while unbuttoning his shirt and her heart dropped down into the depths of utter terror, she shook her head involuntarily.
"Strip, little tigress. Strip for me." He gritted viciously causing her heart to lurch to her mouth.
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