The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 286

10:33 Mon, Aug 17

The Last Lycan King Is My Slave

In the Lycan King’s Bed

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Elessia stayed with her back pressed against the door for a few seconds, breathing hard.

Then she made her way back to the bed and curled up on the sheets.

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She closed her eyes and managed to fall asleep without taking any medication. She wanted to escape the nightmares that tormented her.

It wasn’t until the next morning that she realized she’d fallen asleep still wrapped in Cassian’s tunic and his masculine scent.

From the darkness of the antechamber, Karla and Mikaela had watched her every move.

“Is she crying?” Mika asked, worried.

“No. She fell asleep again,” Karla answered, listening to the little Omega’s soft breaths.

“Do you think we did the right thing, letting them talk? Isidora doesn’t like that male…”

Mika lay against Karla’s chest, the two of them sharing the narrow divan.

“But the mentor said it would help Elessia. She needs that male, and if he betrays her… you know exactly what we’ll do to him.”

Mikaela nodded in the dark.

When they found out who’d done this to Elessia… every last one of them would be out for blood.

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The following morning, Isidora woke later than usual.

Her body ached in that delicious way it did after getting fucked good and hard all night.

She was in the Lycan King’s bed, sprawled over his massive body, all that hard muscle beneath her.

They rarely finished making love without fighting, pain, or accusations.

This time it had felt so intimate, so different… she could almost pretend everything was perfect and there wasn’t a single problem between them.

She slowly lifted her head and braced her hands on his pecs.

They were still naked, and something hard pressing against her belly made her lips twist.

“Insatiable man,” she thought as she reached for her wolf, but Varka was curled up tight against Soul in their

inner world.

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Wasn’t she supposed to be the one who was furious?

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But Isidora knew she couldn’t keep resisting the man she loved so damn much.

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She reached up and ran her fingers through his blond beard. Even asleep, the Lycan King wore that fierce expression.

His long blond hair spilled across the pillow, loose and careless.

He looked completely at peace with her in his arms, gripping her waist as if he were afraid she’d get away.

For a moment, Isidora put herself in his place. Felt the agony of wanting her so badly while trying to protect her from certain death.

Vhaelor had been watching over her from the very beginning.

Now she understood. Every opportunity, every step she’d taken toward the top, he’d been behind her, pushing her forward.

And instead of feeling as if she didn’t deserve what she’d earned, warmth spread through her chest.

The bond left no room for lies.

They had opened themselves to each other, and she knew he truly loved her… that he always had, despite the manipulations.

Isidora sighed, feeling more defeated by the second.

She tried to get up, but Vhaelor’s hands tightened around her.

She fell forward and braced herself against him.

Sunlight filtering through the heavy curtains struck his beautiful eyes, where golden flecks seemed to dance.

The King’s expression softened, lazy and sleep-heavy. So sexy.

“Stay like that a little longer… looking at me like you want to devour me whole…”

His voice was rough with sleep, a bad-boy grin curving that delicious mouth.

“Who said I wanted to devour you whole? Narcissist…”

“She did…”

Vhaelor raised one knee and slid it directly between Isidora’s legs.

Her swollen, well-fucked folds parted slightly under the erotic pressure, pulling a low moan from her.

Something creamy seeped from inside her, her body still full of the king’s essence.

“Mmm, pervert… how can you even be hard after how much you came last night…”

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“Because my cock’s every bit as in love with you as I am…”

He whispered it while holding her waist, then flipped her over on the bed.

Isidora let out a squeal and clung to his arms, laughing before she could stop herself.

“Which one of your two cocks? The XL one or the XXXXXL one?”

“Keep making fun. You sure enjoyed both of them…”

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Vhaelor started kissing all over her neck, his beard tickling her, making her laugh and squirm beneath the huge body pinning her down just right.

“Ha, ha, ha! Enough, enough… I give up, I give up…”

“You said it, baby.”

He grinned in triumph, watching that beautiful smile melt his soul.

Goddess… this had always been his fucking dream.

Her in his bed, with no fear of dying, planning a future together. His queen forever.

“Then you owe me a reward for losing…”

“Don’t even dream about putting that thing in me again today! I’ve got semen coming out of my ears already!”

She yelled and thrashed to get free while Vhaelor’s rough laugh filled the room where he had always been alone.

He caught her by the waist and pulled her astride his thighs, sitting up with her in the middle of the massive bed.

Vhaelor wrapped his arms around her, ran his hands down her back, then squeezed her ass.

The heat of her pussy against his hard cock made him hiss with pleasure.

Isidora’s pheromones were like an aphrodisiac, wrapping around him and tempting him.

He threaded his fingers into her red hair and gripped the back of his woman’s neck, locking eyes with her.

“I love you so much, my love. So fucking much…”

The words came straight from his heart.

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