The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

ISIDORA

“Stop walking around like a damn ghost and jumping out at me from every corner!” I shrieked like a lunatic and scrambled onto the bed to cover myself with the first thing I saw.

Goodbye forever to my image as some commanding mistress.

On my knees, with my hair still dripping wet, hanging messily over my shoulders and soaking my back, I was trembling like a baby squirrel… A chubby little baby squirrel!

My face was even redder than my hair as I stared at him standing in the middle of the room, naked… and with that huge cock hard again.

How long did that aphrodisiac last?… Please don’t tell me it’s hurting again!!!

“I don’t have anything to dry off with… His voice came out rough and strangled through the muzzle, like a beast holding itself back.

I could swear hoarse breaths were slipping out through the openings in the muzzle.

His chest was rising and falling hard, his eyes more animal than ever, and I didn’t even dare look straight at that cock, leaking a thread of pure temptation from the tip.

“Dry off?” I repeated like an idiot while looking at the mess spread all over the bed, and then my eyes landed on one of the towels I’d grabbed… of course, he didn’t have anything.

Goddess… it was like every last damn neuron in my head had suddenly gone straight to my pussy.

“Here… take that one…” I pointed at a gray towel near the edge.

Suddenly I wanted to check something… could he reach my bed? Because if he could, I had no idea how I was supposed to sleep without being scared he’d attack me in the middle of the night.

I didn’t trust Blaze and his so-called surrender.

He stayed there looking at me, and I looked back at him. It felt like a silent challenge, and then he lifted one brow again in that expression I could’ve sworn was mocking.

“I can’t reach your bed…” He said it out of nowhere, but I frowned, glancing at the mechanism anchored to the wall and the length of the chains.

“Come as close as you can get…”

“Do you want us to do something on the bed?”

“What?! No. Just… do what I told you.” I raised one finger, trying to step back into my pathetic little act.

He obeyed at last and started walking toward me, and every step made me more nervous.

The chain dragged slowly over the floor like a bad omen.

Blaze never stopped looking at me in that intimidating way.

He seemed to enjoy making me nervous way too much… he was the slave, the one at a disadvantage, so why did he always look so damn sure of himself? Bastard. He always seemed to be playing with my sanity.

12:34 Mon, Jun 29

Chapter 22

The mechanism on the wall clanked, and he stopped less than a meter from my bed.

Close, but not close enough.

I looked at the chain stretched all the way out, pulled tight and anchored hard to his wrists… he couldn’t reach the bed, and I let out a breath, finally feeling safe.

Naive, stupid me…

“Fine… here.” I leaned forward a little, still shielding myself with what I was using as a cover, and grabbed the towel to toss it to him.

Blaze caught it easily.

“I’m going to get you some clothes. I don’t want you walking around like that anymore… naked everywhere. If you come out. keep the towel around your hips… and don’t walk so quietly either. It bothers me not knowing where you are,” I told him curtly, getting a little of my control back.

He just nodded without saying anything else. Blaze wasn’t much for words in general.

Before I could add any more rules, he turned his back on me and walked off, showing me that sexy, muscular ass before going into the bathroom.

“Rude. I wasn’t finished…” I muttered with a huff.

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