The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

ISIDORA

Feeding on Blaze felt even more intimate than fucking him.

As my power bloomed, I shoved the door shut in Lucio’s face, cutting off his spying, lust-filled stare.

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I fed hungrily on the energy overflowing from deep inside my slave, and he gave it to me without holding anything back.

My hips began to grind upward, searching for him, while Blaze started thrusting into me again and feeding me.

“Give it to me. You’re mine. Give me what you know belongs to me….” My voice came out commanding, and Blaze suddenly

braced himself on his elbows.

I kept taking from his power. Dark mist drifted from his parted lips and slipped into my mouth between broken breaths.

I saw the exact moment he reached the edge. I saw that sexy face twist into the expression he made when he came, and he was the most delicious aphrodisiac I could’ve ever found in my life.

I lifted my pelvis to meet his last thrusts, feeling him fill me deep, clenching around him as if I could demand every last drop from his body.

My tongue slid out to taste my lips as I felt full everywhere, euphoric from the incredible power rushing through my veins.

There was so much of it, and it was so pure, that I suddenly grew dizzy, drunk on strength.

“Blaze….”

“Mmmnn…Circulate that energy the way you read in the parchment. Use what you read….” His voice slipped through the mist in my head, which had suddenly started spinning.

I felt his warm arms wrap around me, turning us onto our sides on the bed while I curled against his chest, and he finished spilling all that creamy semen into my cunt.

I closed my eyes and began putting into practice the technique he had bought me from that old Estingia parchment.

I could feel the trail of his chaotic energy. It wanted to flow with my red energy, but it couldn’t. They clashed and tangled

wrong.

With patience, I let them intertwine, slowly through every artery and vein, moving through each limb, nourishing my cells.

It hurt a little, but I kept going, sweating and losing myself in that cultivation state, until euphoria rushed through me and I felt a clear leap in my strength.

The two energies, Blaze’s and mine, began to unite like two braids weaving together. They no longer moved through me separately. They moved as one.

In the sea of my consciousness, the figure of a huge reddish she-wolf became clearer.

The chains that had kept me separated from my wolf were breaking.

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