The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167

One thing I love about Lyra is how her emotions always show on her face. She doesn’t even know how to hide it. She glares at me

with that defiant look that makes me want to devour her. Makes me want to both ruin her and protect her from the world.

Before I can stop myself, my hand moves down. I’m already hard, a throbbing ache that is almost painful. Just the thought of her-

of her scent and her voice is enough to make me lose control.

I remember the moment I kissed her. I remember the way she gasped against my lips, that tiny sound of surprise that let me swoop

my tongue in and taste her. She tasted like honey and fire.

I start to pump my fist back and forth on my length. I close my eyes tighter, the heat of the water mixing with the heat in my blood.

I imagine her here. Right here in the steam with me. I imagine her looking up at me with those big doe eyes, her skin wet and

glistening under the lights.

“Fuck,” I groan, the sound muffled under the rush of the water.

I imagine her going down on her knees. I imagine her taking my hard cock into her mouth, her soft lips wrapping around me. I start

to pump faster, my breath racing in short gasps. The urge to come is already strong, building and building until I can barely stand.

“Fuck, I miss you, my little flower,” I groan out loud.

I fist myself harder, my mind filled with nothing but her. I’m going to come any second. I can feel the tension reaching its peak-

Suddenly, a hand grabs my dick from behind.

I freeze. My heart stops. For one delusional second, I think I’ve actually imagined her into reality. I think she’s here.

But then I open my eyes and look down through the water streaming down on me.

It isn’t Lyra.

Rina is on her knees in the shower, her hand stroking me desperately.

How the fuck did she get in here? I locked the door. She must have used her spare key or bribed a servant!

“What the hell are you doing?” I yell, my voice cracking with shock and rage.

I try to pull away, to step back out of her reach, but she grips my cock even tighter. Her nails dig into my skin, and the pleasure is

instantly replaced by a sharp, nauseating pain. She’s really touching me against my will? Me??

“You’re my mate,” she says, her voice sounding breathless and desperate. She looks up at me, but her eyes don’t have the light I

crave. They’re filled with a weird, possessive hunger. “Just as you own my body, I own yours too, baby. Oh Goddess, I love your cock. It’s so long and thick. I’m so lucky!”

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Chapter 167

She starts to stroke even harder, her movements jerky and forced. She isn’t trying to please me. She’s trying to force a release dit of

1. me. She’s trying to claim me in the most literal way possible.

The disgust hits me first, and then Vlad takes over.

I don’t even think. I half–shift, my muscles expanding and my claws extending. I reach down and grab her neck in a crushing grip

and lift her off the floor until her feet are dangling, slamming her against the tiled wall.

Rina thrashes, her hands clawing at my arm, but I’m a mountain compared to her. She can’t breathe. I can see the panic in her eyes,

the way they bulge as she struggles for air.

“K–Kai…” she stutters as she tries to move my hand away.

I don’t answer. Vlad is roaring in my head, furious at the intrusion, furious at the touch that wasn’t hers. I squeeze tighter. Her face

starts to turn blue. She’s going to die if I don’t stop. I’m going to kill my forced mate and the king will definitely punish me.

The realization snaps me back. I rein Vlad in, forcing the beast down, and I let her go.

Rina hits the floor of the shower, spluttering and coughing as she gasps for air. She curls into a ball, clutching her throat. After a

moment, she looks up at me, her eyes streaming with tears.

“What the fuck, Kai? How could you do that?” she rasps, her voice raw. “I’m your mate! You almost killed me!”

“Does that give you the fucking right to sexually assault me?” I yell at her. The anger is still vibrating through my limbs. “Get out!

Get the fuck out of my room!”

Rina flinches, but then her expression shifts. The fear turns into jealousy. “It’s because of that bitch, isn’t it? That’s why you don’t

want me anymore. You’re thinking about her even when I’m right here!”

I grab her arm and pull her up roughly. I don’t care if I’m being too hard. I don’t care if I’m hurting her. “Do not fucking mention

her name. Ever again. If you ever speak of her, or touch me like that again, I will not stop Vlad next time. Do you understand me?”

Rina glares at me, her lip curling. “So you actually still want her? Even after your father threatened to take away your heir position

if you don’t chase her away?”

I want to tell her she’s wrong. I want to tell her I don’t give a shit about the crown or the throne. I want to tell her that the only

reason I’m playing this game is because my father is threatening Lyra’s life, not my title. But I can’t. If I tell Rina the truth, she’ll

use it. She’ll find a way to hurt Lyra just to get to me.

“Shut the fuck up and get out,” I growl.

Rina doesn’t move at first, her eyes searching mine for some sign of weakness. I don’t give her one. I yell and shove her out of the shower stall. She stumbles into the bathroom, dripping wet and looking shocked.

“Get out!”

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