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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

ISIDORA

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I dragged it in slick circles, teasing him with the tits I knew the real Blaze loved. And this Blaze was going insane with need.

Growls kept slipping from his throat. His canines showed between his lips, and the gold in his eyes had gone almost beastly

The water rippled with every vigorous stroke of his hand as he pumped that huge cock, the head breaking the surface every now and then.

“Put it in… show me how you imagined me fucking you… do it now…” The order was ruthless, spoken in a voice that sounded more wolf than man.

And I loved his domination. My body answered him with reckless lust.

Two fingers worked inside me, opening me up, while the wooden cock slid down my body until it rested over my clit.

Without pulling out the fingers moving in and out of me with slick, wet sounds, I rubbed my clit with the wooden head the same way I had rubbed my nipples.

“Aaahh… shhh…” I tightened my ass against the rush of pleasure, but my male had given me an order. And I was going to obey.

My fingers were replaced by the carved wood. I dragged the round, polished head up and down, testing myself, wanting it. Then I pushed it carefully into my opening.

“Ssshh… aahh… Mmmnn…” The pant slipped out of my mouth when that hard, slick thing slid between my folds.

The head was swallowed by my pussy, already dripping with need.

I started fucking myself slowly, moving my hand, gripping the base tight as I sank it in only a little before pulling it back out again.

My other hand went to my clit, and I touched myself the way Blaze did while my eyes stayed locked on him.

He was panting. Growling. Heavy and rough. His hips kept rolling up as he stroked his cock hard, watching me give myself pleasure.

“My love… aahhh… Blaze… yes, yes… ssshhh, fuck me, my male…” I turned into a complete little slut just to provoke him.

I lifted my hand and pinched my nipples while my wrist curled, pushing that wooden cock in and out of me deeper and faster.

But in my mind, what I had inside me wasn’t wood. It was flesh. It was him taking me, making my pussy throb with lust. I drove it in more than halfway, searching for that place inside me that made pleasure shoot through my whole body.

But I chose to speak with my body instead.

I pushed at his hips, and Blaze pulled out at once; that delicious cock sliding off my tongue and leaving my mouth suddenly empty.

“Then come give me what I really want. Stop playing and fuck me until you make me scream your name…” I challenged him, slipping the wooden cock out of me and letting it float in the water, covered in my juices.

Not even a second passed before I had a wolf in rut crouched inside the tub, right between my spread thighs while I sat on the rim.

He pinned me to the tile wall with his weight, gripped my legs open like a feast laid out just for him, and drove that thick piece of heaven into my pussy in one hard, claiming thrust.

“Aaahh, my love…” My slutty moan tangled with his low roar and the slick, obscene sound of sex.

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