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Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Natasha’s POV

But I didn’t die.

Instead, I felt him swell even more.

His cock pulsed inside me-once, twice-and then he went still.

Completely, utterly still.

His massive body tensed above me. His head threw back, jaws opening wide. And he roared.

The sound shook the walls. Dust rained from the ceiling. I felt the vibration in my bones, in my teeth, in the very core of my being.

And then he came.

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The first pulse hit like a hammer.

Scorching heat flooded my womb, spreading through my core like molten metal. I could feel it coating my insides, burning in a way that should have been agony but instead felt… right. Like my body had been waiting for this. Craving it.

He’s filling me. Oh God, he’s filling me.

But he didn’t stop.

Another pulse. Another flood of heat.

I watched, transfixed with horror, as my stomach began to swell.

The bulge grew larger. Rounder. My skin stretched taut, pulling tight over the expanding mass. I could see my belly button-which had always been an innie-push outward as the pressure built inside me.

Too much. It’s too much.

I tried to push at my stomach, as if I could somehow make it stop. But my hands were shaking so badly I couldn’t coordinate the movement. All I could do was lie there and feel myself being filled like a water balloon.

Another pulse.

My stomach swelled larger.

The skin stretched so tight I could see veins beneath the surface-thin blu lines spreading out from my navel like a spider’s web. I could feel my womb expanding, stretching to accommodate the impossible volume being pumped into it.

I’m going to burst. I’m actually going to burst open.

My hands scrabbled weakly at the floor, trying to find purchase, trying to rawl away even though I knew it was pointless. The knot locked us

together. There was no escape.

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With a wet, obscene squelch, the wolf began to pull back.

The sensation was strange-not quite painful, but deeply uncomfortable. Like losing something that had become part of me. I felt every inch of his cock sliding out, dragging against my raw inner walls.

When the knot finally popped free of my entrance, I gasped.

The sound was thin and broken, more air than voice.

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