The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121

ISIDORA

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I stepped back, wondering if I should run from his fury, while he slowly removed the muzzle and an invisible hand seemed to close around my throat.

“It’s not… it’s not what it looks like… I don’t have to explain myself to you… I… Aah!”

I screamed when I was suddenly thrown onto the bed, my body bouncing against the soft mattress.

With a roar, he climbed over my hips and straddled me, leaning over me like a beast as he tore his own chest open with his claws.

“No! What the hell are you doing?” I tried to sit up, but Blaze grabbed the back of my neck and nearly forced me upright.

! My mouth crashed against the hard muscle of his left pec, where blood kept running down in thick, hot streams, while he held me in place and forced me to drink from him.

My hands landed on his muscles, feeling the wild pounding of his heart and the dangerous growls rumbling above my head

His lifeblood spilled between my parted lips, slid down my throat, and warmed my stomach, arousing me, filling me with strength.

My eyes narrowed, and I drank from him because I could feel it in him. Blaze needed me to drink from him, or he was going to lose his mind.

He had seen Lucio’s blood on my mouth. He wanted to erase it with his own powerful blood, with that raw strength that made me vibrate and shudder with pleasure.

Soon, my low moans and the sounds of me swallowing mixed with his growls.

My senses clouded over, and my Estingia desires started taking control. More. I wanted more… Not only blood. I wanted his semen filling my cunt.

He gripped my hair hard behind my head, and I lifted my chin to face that beautiful, savage face.

“Don’t play with me, Isidora,” he growled against my lips. “You don’t know what I’m capable of. You don’t know what you’re provoking….” His warning came from a guttural, animal voice.

It was his wolf speaking through him, rising because of me.

I opened my mouth, his blood staining my lips and chin, but Blaze didn’t give me time to say anything.

His mouth crashed against mine in a rough, devastating kiss, full of an obsession that, instead of frightening me, pulled me in like a moth to the flame that would destroy it.

I dug my claws into his muscular chest and kissed him back with the same ferocity, biting his lips and letting him suck on

my tongue.

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