The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75

ISIDORA

His broad, defined back was turned to me while those muscular arms rose and fell with the ax in his hands.

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They tightened with every strong, fluid movement, full of power and confidence. Sweat rolled down his sun-kissed skin, and his blond hair fell over his shoulders in Inessy waves.

His pants hugged his strong legs, and that sexy ass flexed every time he brought the ax down.

I was getting hot, and it wasn’t exactly because I was in the kitchen… That male was all mine. Here, he was my mate, and the possessiveness inside me was growing fast.

Swallowing back the shameless little remark trying to get out of my mouth, I stepped away when I saw him gather up a mountain of logs and carry them to the wooden shed at the back of the yard. I guessed it was the woodshed.

I picked up the tray with the glasses of lemonade and took one first to my well-behaved baby girl, but when I got there, I found her asleep, hugging one of her dolls.

“Poor baby. All that fear wore her out,” I sighed, setting the tray on the table before picking her up and taking her to her

room.

I’d wake her for lunch, but I let her sleep a little while.

When I stepped into her room, decorated so sweetly in soft colors and filled with toys, I sighed again at how real this whole world felt.

If the point was to tempt me into dying here, then it was doing a damn good job.

I kissed Amber between the curls on her forehead, tucked the blanket around her, and left her room, closing the door behind me.

With steady steps, and I admit, a little anxious too, I picked up the tray again to take my man his lemonade and maybe devour him with my eyes a little more.

However, when I reached the yard, he wasn’t there, but I could hear water splashing from the direction of the woodshed.

I slipped through the half-open door in silence and found the place full of neatly stacked firewood and a few bundles of hay.

But then all I could focus on were the muffled moans and strange sounds coming from the back of the woodshed.

There was a wall acting as a sort of partition, but Blaze was behind it, and he wasn’t exactly cooling off.

I moved closer like I was under a spell, feeling my pussy get wet enough to soak my panties.

I lifted my hands and slowly ran them over his back, feeling him shudder under my touch.

“My female…” he groaned like a beast trying to hold himself back as I pressed against his damp skin and breathed in the scent of his back.

My shameless hands couldn’t resist the temptation to touch him, to trace that perfect body with pure lust as my hand slad down and wrapped around his thick, hard cock.

“Ssshhh, ahh…” He lifted his head, shuddering all over when I replaced his hand with mine and started stroking him, working him in my tight fist, feeling the thick veins pulse under my touch.

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