The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

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A blur moved in front of my face, and I heard the violent sound of iron grinding through the pulley.

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Rough hands clamped around my waist, and my whole body spun until my back slammed into the wall and that giant was suddenly right in front of me.

My eyes flew open in panic. The words got stuck in my throat, and that huge palm was pressing against it now.

His whole body pinned mine to the wall as he lowered his face, and the leather muzzle brushed my parted lips, bursts of air rushing out.

“Don’t choke me… please, I’m not gonna be cruel to you… I…” I barely managed to get a few syllables out, my words stumbling over each other as I forced myself to lift my head and face him.

Goddess, I was completely dominated by this male. His hand on my throat wasn’t squeezing hard enough to choke me, but it was firm. Authoritative.

“I accept.”

My eyes widened when those rough, dry words came out of his mouth. He could talk through the muzzle?!

“W-what…? Do… Do you accept the deal… I proposed?” I stammered, and I felt him lean in even closer.

His predatory eyes dropped to my full breasts, crushed against his hard pecs.

A red flush crept up my skin. I was supposed to feel scared, not embarrassed!

Blaze didn’t say another word, but I felt his free hand grab the wrist I had braced against the wall behind me and drag it down to the place I’d already started noticing.

Something hard and huge was pressing against my lower belly, and he slipped my hand beneath the leather covering.

He took my fingers and wrapped them around that burning, rigid shaft.

“It hurts…” My slave groaned hoarsely when my trembling fingers awkwardly brushed the tip, a rush of heat running through me as I felt the slick liquid leaking from the head.

Did it hurt him? Why was he hard again? Why wasn’t I pulling away?!

“I…” I tried to stop touching his cock, for the love of all the Gods, but one word from him stopped me…

“The medication…” he growled again and leaned over me even more, his eyes narrowed, his long hair falling over my face.

“Sshh… it hurts…” he repeated, the rough words slipping through the gaps in the muzzle.

They’d injected him to keep him aroused, to keep him hard. I had to help him. That was why I was doing it….

My hand started moving, clumsy, up and down. My fingers explored with morbid curiosity, feeling the thick veins throbbing under my inexperienced touch.

This time, I was more aware than I’d been that first time in the trial.

He was so hard, Goddess, and so huge… the memory of that monstrous cock pulsing in my mouth and spraying my throat with that milky fluid made me swallow hungrily.

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