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Belong Only to You
Belong Only to You
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Isidora watched him approach on his knees like a submissive animal, a beast she had tarned herself, but it still wasn’t enough.
Jealousy had taken over so completely that she couldn’t think straight.
When Blaze stopped in front of her and looked up, she lunged down and grabbed him violently by the muzzle.
“How dare you try to teach me a lesson?” she hissed through clenched teeth, hooking her fingers through the leather bars and jerking his head upward.
“I can forgive you for fucking me like a savage, roaring at me, killing in front of me, even fighting me, but not that….” She leaned closer over him with every word.
This time, she was the true mistress, and he was her obedient slave.
“I’ll never forgive betrayal. I’ve never once thought about betraying you with anyone. Not with those men. Not with anyone.” Isidora’s voice trembled with the fury trapped inside her.
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“I never want to see you near that woman again. Not her or any other woman, Blaze, or I’ll end you.*
His golden eyes remained fixed on her as her pupils transformed, revealing the true dominant she-wolf inside her.
“I love you, and I’ll destroy you just as fiercely. You’re mine… MINE!”
She hauled him upward until her face nearly touched his muzzle, their harsh breaths mingling.
Her fangs were bared, and her frenzied eyes seemed to pierce all the way into his soul.
Never in his life had the Lycan King submitted to anyone this way.
Red mist curled possessively around him, seeping into every pore of his body and binding him to her in a way that made him shudder from head to toe.
He was dying to surrender to her and tell her that he would never betray her with anyone, that she was the only one who could fasten a shackle around his neck and have him accept it gladly.
“Take off that damned muzzle.”
After several seconds, Isidora shoved him back down onto his knees.
Darkness still surrounded them. Only the moonlight slipping through the windows illuminated the scene.
She tore open her own dress, shredding it with her claws bared while Blaze yanked off the muzzle and revealed his face.
“Raise one knee.”
She kept giving orders, and Blaze obeyed without hesitation.
He watched her remove her panties and expose her pussy, still dripping with his cum.
Isidora planted her boot on his thigh, wrapped his long hair around her fist, and shoved his head between her spread legs. “Clean up the mess you made, and remember exactly which pussy is the only one you’ll ever eat for the rest of your life.”
The Lycan King opened his mouth and let her grind her sex all over his face.
His rough hands braced against her thighs as he tilted his head back, his tongue sliding out to lick up all of his cum dripping from his mistress’s pussy.
“More… ssshhh… push your tongue deeper… ssshhh… devour me, my damned slave… you’re mine… mine….”
Isidora threw her head back and growled like a wild she-wolf.
She kept his long hair trapped in her fist, forcing him deeper between her legs while she rocked over his face.
He was powerful enough to defeat her without even trying, yet there he was, buried between her thighs, growling and panting as he worked his tongue between her trembling folds while she rode his face.
Her wet pussy slid over every inch of his face as her movements grew wilder and more frantic.
Isidora moaned with lust every time the tip of his nose brushed her clit in a strange, wicked caress.
Blaze was suffocating, unable to breathe. He could only swallow consumed by desire and submerged in her nectar and pleasure.
Successfully unlocked!
If he had to die in the end, doing it between the legs on the woman ne loved seemed more than fair,
His tongue fucked her from below, tasting her flesh as his cum mingled with Isidora’s honey.
!Belong Only to You
Their fluid’s ran down his chin while his half-lidded eyes gleamed like those of a restrained beast, watching her writhe above him.
Isidora rode the hell out of his face, and Blaze felt the exact moment she was about to come against his lips.
“Ssshhh… yes, yes, yes… don’t stop, don’t stop….”
She balanced on the toe of the boot planted on Blaze’s bent thigh.
The Estingia’s back arched as tremors tore through her body, and she roared toward the ceiling.
Isidora clamped his face even tighter against her pussy, marking him, and feeding him her essence so he would never forget her.
Mine, mine, mine….
The words repeated in endless loops inside her mind because her wolf loved dominating him too, and tonight, she truly
was the mistress.
She came in Blaze’s mouth and lowered her wolfish gaze to meet the flashes of gold staring up at her.
He seemed drunk on the pleasure of sucking her pussy, nearly out of air, his savage growls vibrating against her folds, but he refused to pull away.
Isidora suddenly shoved him back with her knee against his chest, and Blaze allowed himself to fall onto the floor.
He never defended himself. Never rebelled. Never fought against her tyranny.
“This is how I want you to remember your place… always at your owner’s feet.”
She stared at him in challenge as he caught his breath, his brutally masculine face still wet from the orgasm pulsing through her core.
Outlined against the moonlight, she looked powerful, radiating control like a Goddess.
Like his Goddess.
Because Blaze could worship no one but her.
“Now tell me who you belong to, slave.”
Isidora looked him over from head to toe, stopping at the enormous bulge in his pants.
His thick, long cock was bent into a painful-looking arc, but Blaze hadn’t even touched himself.
A wet stain had spread across his fly, filling the air with the heavy scent of mating, of a male in rut desperate to mount her.
“Tell me!”
“To Isidora….” His hoarse voice echoed through the dark room. “In this life and every life… I belong only to you.”
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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