Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother novel Chapter 78

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Riley’s POV

“Oh fuck….God Riley… Yes just like that. Keep going.”

His voice was deep and sexy and it did something to my body. I could feel my underwear quickly getting wet.

I was also surprised at the reaction he gave me. He sounded really turned on. Yet surely he had had other girls giving him a blowjob before and this should be nothing new to him.

Nevertheless, his strong reaction gave me a great sense of satisfaction. I carried on and licked his balls to his dick and eventual sucked on the tip.

He cursed and suddenly grabbed a handful of my hair.

And then he pushed down my head hard.

His dick immediately filled my mouth. I gagged, coughing involuntarily. He’s too huge! I started patting on his thighs and struggled to break free but he wouldn’t let me. He forced my head down and started fucking my mouth ruthlessly.

I knew this was his way of punishing me. But I did nothing wrong. I didn’t ask for this matebond. I didn’t deserve to be targeted in the Hunting Season. And I definitely didn’t ask for that stupid arranged marriage.

Everything was forced on me. Yet he only punished me.

Right before I choked on my own saliva, he finally let go of me. I doubled over against his knees, coughing hard for a moment. Then he lifted my face to look at him.

“You are mine, understand?” he said darkly. “Don’t ever think you can get away from me.”

He said I was his.

But he also believed I wasn’t worthy of him and refused to claim me. And he refused to see things from my perspective. I was nothing more than his lapdog. He just wanted to put a leash on me.

“Tell me you’ve heard me,” he demanded, tightening his grip on my chin.

I took in a deep breath.

I should have argued. Should have told him he was impossible, arrogant, selfish, maddening

But instead, I straightened my back and kissed him on the lips.

If I let us start fighting now we would never stop, and because my heart was too bruised to survive another round of words.

For one heartbeat he froze in surprise. Then his bands tightened and he kissed me back with enough force to melt me into his

body.

His anger hadn’t vanished. I could feel it in every touch, every breath, every rough, possessive kiss.

At one point he pulled away slightly and looked me in the eyes.

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By the time it was over, the anger had not disappeared, but it had sunk deeper, turning into something duller and heavier.

Ezra lay beside me for a while after, one arm flung over his eyes, his chest still rising hard. I faced the other way and watched the curtains stir in the night breeze, too tired to think and too full of thoughts to sleep properly.

At some point exhaustion won.

When I woke again, the room was gray with early morning light.

For a few seconds I lay still and let my mind catch up.

The sheets were warm around me. My hair was a mess. My body ached in a way that instantly brought back everything from the night before.

Then I realized Ezra was no longer beside me.

I pushed myself up on one elbow.

He was standing near the window, already dressed, one hand braced against the frame as he looked out over the palace grounds.

Morning light cut across him cleanly, making him look cold and distant and unbelievably gorgeous. The Moon Goddess must really like him when she created that face.

He must have heard me move, because he turned.

For a second neither of us spoke.

Then he said, “I’m giving you one last chance not to go to that stupid tea party.”

My throat tightened.

I sat up slowly and pulled the sheet around myself, but I couldn’t find any words.

Everything I might say had already been said last night. I didn’t want to make him angry again.

So I stayed silent.

The silence answered him anyway.

His expression went dark. Then he said, “Fine. Then live with the consequences yourself.”

Before I could answer, a knock sounded on the door.

My whole body jolted.

“Lady Riley?” a maid called softly from outside. “It’s time to prepare for the garden tea.”

Ezra was already moving

He crossed the room in two strides, scooped up the last of his things, and swung one leg over the window

I rounded my eyes. “You’re leaving though the window?

He gave me a dark book “Would you rather use the door

I thought his pride would’t allow him fox that.

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Fair point.

A second later he was gone.

I had barely dragged on a robe when the maids came in carrying trays of cosmetics, jewelry, and one of the most ridiculously luxurious dresses I had ever seen in my life.

They swarmed me gently but efficiently, talking in soft, careful voices as if they sensed I was in no mood for chatter. They bathed me, brushed my hair until it gleamed, pinned it half up with pearl cornbs, and laced me into a pale rose gown that floated around my legs like a cloud.

By the time they were done, I hardly looked like the same girl who had run wild through the Hunting Season or fought with a prince in the dark only hours ago.

I looked soft. Beautiful. Marriageable.

And I hated it in every possible way.

They escorted me through the palace and out into the gardens.

The tea party had been set in a manicured corner near the rose walk, where climbing blooms spilled over white stone arches and the air smelled sweet enough to make me sick.

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My mother was already there among a cluster of noble ladies, smiling as if she had not locked me in a room the night before and tried to hand my future away like a gift basket.

The moment she saw me, her smile tightened.

She dismissed the women around her with a few graceful words and came toward me alone.

For one brief second I thought she might apologize.

Instead she stopped in front of me and said in a low voice, “I know you must hate me right now.”

I almost laughed.

“But I’m doing this for your own good,” she went on before I could answer. “Someday you’ll understand that.

I simply looked at her coldly in silence. She was beyond save. I wasn’t going to waste a single breath on her.

That seemed to bother her more than if I had shouted.

Her mouth tightened. Then she gestured toward the rose garden path. “Your fiancé is waiting inside. Soren said he is a good man. Now go. Don’t keep him waiting.”

Fiancé

The word made my skin crawl.

Of course he was waiting among the roses too, because apparently this whole performance needed to be dipped in as much talse romance as possible. I could already imagine him standing there with some polished noble smile, ready to offer me tra and compliments like we were in a story written by people who had never had to survive anything real

I walked into the garden anyway.

The path curved between walls of red roses so full and bright they almost looked theatrical

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