The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

BLAZE

I jerked back so suddenly the table shook, and one of the trays hit the floor with a crash.

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“Did something happen to you?” She even had the nerve to raise an eyebrow, standing in front of me in a long silk robe, open at the front, showing off that tiny, almost sheer little nightdress underneath.

The red was seductive and wild, just like her hair. Her nipples showed faintly through the fabric, and I could clearly see the tiny panties that left almost nothing to the imagination.

“You’re not… you’re not going to let those males see you like that… are you?” I even stammered like some damn boy, caught between raw lust and a warning.

“It’s sleepwear.”

“Isidora…” I said her name in a way I almost never did, taking a step toward her as my aura thickened with arousal and

menace.

My eyes were turning wolfish. Dangerous.

“And what are you going to do, Blaze?” She stared straight at me, challenging me without saying another word, pressing that role of mistress on me again, the one I kept letting her play with me.

But this time, I wasn’t going to play the compliant slave. Before she could even react, I had her by the waist and pulled tight against my chest.

Our bodies turned, Isidora let out a little cry, and her full ass hit the table hard enough to make the dishes rattle again.

I pushed her knee aside and stepped between her legs, grabbing her hair in a dominant fist as I sat her on the corner of the table.

“Simple. I’ll rip out their eyes and make them swallow them,” I growled against her mouth, savage. “Or would my lady rather I fuck her first in front of those men?”

“Shut up!” She raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her wrist in the air. “Let go of me, Blaze! You get more insolent every day! You’re not my owner. You’re only my slave!”

I AM YOUR FUCKING OWNER! I roared inside as our breathing turned heavier, faster.

What the hell was Isidora playing at? If she wanted to push me to my limit, she was doing a damn good job of it.

But then I saw too much passing through those green eyes. Pain. Disappointment. Confusion. A thousand questions she wanted to throw at me.

Damn it… damn this whole fucking mess! Soul paced back and forth, restless and frantic.

I lowered my head and forced myself to calm down. Still holding her hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed it slowly.

“I’m jealous, my lady,” I confessed without looking at her. I didn’t want to keep seeing how badly I was breaking her heart. “I’m a slave, but I’m also a man. I don’t like sharing.”

I said it as I took a step back, disgusted with myself. I’d never thought I would feel like this.

“I’ll leave so you can eat in peace. I… don’t want to keep making you angry.”

Without looking at her face, with only her silence behind me, I walked to the door and stepped out into the hall.

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