The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85

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I felt so full it was like his cock had gone all the way up into my stomach.

In that position. I was his sex doll, and all I could do was let him use me

We held on to each other through those violent little aftershocks, spent all the way down to the skin and bone

Every time, this illusion felt more real, more twisted, more dangerous.

I hadn’t even known I wanted to be filled by his knot. I thought wolves only got pushed that far during heat or maybe her the woman they were fucking awakened something primitive in them.

The Blaze from my dreams wanted me in that incredible, consuming way.

Getting to feel that with him, even in a dream, felt like a blessing.

My whole body was limp against the wall, and I was breathing hard, trying to get air back into my lungs, when I tried to get him to lower my cramped legs after keeping them suspended for so long.

“Sshh, wait… wait, babe…” Blaze said suddenly.

Only then did I realize he was still trembling against me, his face buried in my neck and in my messy hair.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, my voice hoarse as I stroked his shoulders and felt how tense they were.

He was sweating even more now, and a few wolfish growls rumbled against the side of my neck, making me shiver.

“Blaze, are you okay?”

“Wait…” he said again, his voice growing wilder, almost like his wolf was the one speaking, and I really did start to get a httle scared.

“Sshh…” I hissed from the discomfort.

Goddess… was he still coming?

My insides were already filled to bursting between his huge cock and all his cum, trapped inside me by that thick knot stretching my entrance.

I was soaked and starting to ache, but I clenched my teeth and held on while I stroked his back slowly.

It seemed like he was struggling to come back from that half-beast state… but why were so many things showing up that I !didn’t even know happened to males?

I grew more certain with every passing second that something was wrong with this fantasy.

That creature was definitely using my longings, my dreams, but it was also recreating plenty of things on its own, things it knew… maybe memories or knowledge it had taken from other victims.

My thoughts stopped cold when my fingers brushed a patch of fur on Blaze’s back, and my eyes flew wide open.

I could feel something soft against my breasts too, like wolf fur… was Blaze about to shift?

His breathing grew heavier against my body, as if he were in pain.

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