The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

ISIDORA

This was one of the craziest things I had ever done, and by now, I already had a running list.

The carved wooden cock trembled in my hand as I stared at it, torn between embarrassment and a wicked curiosity I didn’t even want to name.

Someone had shaped it from flawless wood, with a rounded, slightly tapered head and a subtle curve that made it look easier to take. It was smooth too, slick with some kind of oil.

“What? You were horny enough to enjoy yourself without your male, but now you’re too shy to show me? Or did you cheat on me with someone from the village?”

“I did it alone!” I lifted my eyes to his, lying because I couldn’t say anything else.

I knew what he was doing. He was tempting me, pushing me, daring me to keep playing.

And I had two choices. Start making stupid excuses… or give in and live this moment all the way through.

The challenge in his eyes, the lust burning there, lit something hot inside me.

“If you did it alone… show me, Isidora. Don’t make me repeat myself.” His voice came out low, rough, an order that made me shiver.

Biting my lower lip, determined to show him what Lwas capable of, I stood and sat on the wide edge of the bathtub, right where it pressed against the wall.

My ass settled firmly on the rim. My back touched the cold tile while I slowly lifted one leg and set the tip of my foot on the edge.

Blaze let out a low growl.

His wolfish eyes dragged over my full, firm breasts, down my soft belly, then lower, where he licked his lips while staring between my parted folds like the pervert he was.

My pussy was already pulsing with shameless anticipation, even though part of me was still worried that pushing that hard wooden cock inside would hurt.

For a second, I hesitated. I wasn’t even sure if I should take it right away. My confidence slipped a little because, well… I wasn’t exactly that experienced.

“You’ve got the scented oil beside you. Show me how you lubed it.” Blaze’s words gave me something to hold on to.

I looked at the row of bottles beside the tub and spotted a small one filled with a pink, oily liquid.

With my cheeks burning, I picked it up and looked at Blaze like I was staring at a teacher, silently asking if I had chosen the right answer.

“Well?” Domination dripped from his mouth.

Every stroke I gave that wooden cock, he copied on his own, like my hand was the one wrapped around him.

My nipples tightened as the heat in my body kept building, and I felt myself getting wetter between my folds.

I lowered that same slippery hand and slipped it between my lips, searching for my clit, circling it with greedy little strokes.

“Mmmnn…” I moaned, my body tensing when one oiled finger gently pushed into my tight opening.

Blaze hissed, hot and rough, and the sound made my nipples tighten even harder.

I needed to tease him. So I went further. I let every damn shameless part of me out.

While I slid one finger into my pussy and started opening myself with a slow, hot rhythm, I rubbed the tip of that wooden cock over my huge breasts.

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