The Lycan Pet
“You said if I would be a ‘good boy’ and listen to you like a pet would, then you would give me a reward, it’s time to claim that,” he said, his voice husky from the suppressed anger. Wounding an arm around my waist as he tightened his hold in possessiveness and lust.
“Don’t overstep your bounds you are just my pet.” I murmured trying to fight the tingles.
“Yes and also your mate.”
When Lycia, a witch brings home an injured wolf only to find it to be a lycan, she must save him from her mother who hates their species. What is worse is that the said lycan remembers nothing about itself and claims to be her mate. If her mother was to know this he would be killed for sure!
Even if she was to overcome the obstacles of her mother’s hatred and somehow get her to like the lycan the already looming danger of something more sinister over her life stops her from committing to any relationship, no matter how sexy/cute the man is.
With the insistent Lycan wishing to be her mate, her mother’s anger like a knife to their throat and some ominous magic wishing her dead, how will Lycia manage to go through this storm?
“Tell me that you ing like it and plead me to let you cum. That is your punishment for torturing me there!” He gritted out once again but when I didn’t say anything he curled his fingers inside and said, “Just admit that you need me to get off and I’ll let you cum!”
“No, I will not beg you,” I said but when I felt him take out one finger the loss I felt inside was greater than I imagined.
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