Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Lucy’s POV

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You know what I love about you, girl? Roderic said conversationally, as Surse dignity, Most slaves are broken by now. Hollow. But you-He reach still trying to preserve something. Some sense of self

we were discussing the weather. “You still have some fight left.

out and cupped my breast again, this time skin to skin. “You’re

His thumb brushed over my nipple, making it harden despite my best efforts.

make it so much more satisfying when I take that from you,” he finished.

And then his hand tightened.

Brutally

Painfully.

I cried out before I could stop myself, my back arching as he squeezed and twisted my breast like he was trying to tear it off.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his other hand moving to my other breast, subjecting it to the same treatment. “Let me hear you. Let me hear how

much it hurts.”

“Stop- I gasped, my hands flying up to push at his wrists. “Please, it’s tog

He slapped my hands away, his fingers digging in harder.

Ill stop when I’m ready,” he said coldly. “And not a moment before.”

Tears spilled down my cheeks as he kneaded and squeezed, his grip bruising, his nails leavingmarks in my pale skin.

Then he lowered his head and took my nipple in his mouth.

I thought he was going to suck it. Maybe that would have been a relief.

Instead, he bit.

Hard

1 screamed-actually screamed-the sound echoing off the stone walls of the armory.

Footsteps in the corridor outside. Someone was passing by.

My hand flew to my mouth, pressing hard against my lips to muffle any more sounds.

If they hear me if they come in-

Oh God, what if they come in and see me like this?

Roderic didn’t stop. He just bit harder, his teeth sinking into the sensitive lesh, his tongue laving over the abused nipple.

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The pain was incredible. Searing. I could feel tears streaming down my fa my whole body shaking with the effort to stay quiet.

The Motsteps parted. Fading into the distance.

Finally-finally-Roderic released my nipple and straightened up.

My breast throbbed the imprint of his teeth clearly visible in the reddene flesh.

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“I missed that,” he said, breathing heavily. “Missed your tits. Missed making you cry. His hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it with quick,

officient movements. “Damn.”

The pulled his cock out-thick and long, already fully hard.

Not as massive as the alpha’s. Not even close. But bigger than any human man’s. Easily eight or nine inches, and thick enough that my hand

wouldn’t close around it.

“Turn around,” he ordered. “Hands on that weapon rack. Ass out.”

I turned slowly, my legs shaking so badly I could barely walk. The weapon rack was against the far wall-covered in swords and spears and

other implements of violence.

I placed my hands on the wooden frame, gripping it tightly, and bent forward as much as I could.

This is happening. This is really happening.

Just survive. Just get through it. It’ll be over soon.

1 heard Roderic moving behind me. Heard the rustle of fabric as he positioned himself. Felt his hands on my hips, pulling me back, spreading

my legs wider.

“Look at you,” he murmured. His fingers trailed down my spine, over my ass, between my legs. “Already wet. Your cunt is dripping, girl. Does it turn you on? Being used like this? Being nothing but a hole for me to fuck

“No,” I whispered. “I don’t-”

“Liar.” He pushed two fingers inside me roughly, making me gasp. “Your mouth says no, but your cunt says yes. Feel how it’s clenching around my fingers? Feel how eager it is?”

It’s not eagerness. It’s just biology. Just my body’s automatic response to stimulation.

I don’t want this. I never want this.

But he’s right. I am wet. And I hate myself for it.

He withdrew his fingers and I heard him spit-once, twice-presumably to lubricate his cock.

Then I felt the blunt head pressing against my entrance.

“Deep breath,” he said, almost conversationally. “This is going to hurt.”

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And then he thrust.

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No warning. No gentleness, just one brutal push that drove his entire length inside me in a single stroke.

I screamed-or tried to. The sound came out as a choked gasp, my voice ing me.

Too much. It’s too much. Hex ton big

The stretch was intense. Painful. Even wet, my body struggled to accommodate his size.

“Fock” Roderic groaned, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. “Christ, you’re tight. Always so fucking tight.”

Me pulled back almost all the way out, then slammed back in.

I bit down on my lip hard enough to taste blood, trying desperately not to scream again.

Someone will hear. Someone will come investigate.

Roderic set a brutal pace immediately. No slow build-up. No gentleness. Just hard, fast thrusts that drove me forward against the weapon rack,

the wood digging into my palms.

“You feel that?” he panted, his hips slamming against my ass with obscene slapping sounds. “Feel how deep I am? I’m in your fucking guts.

Splitting you open.”

Each thrust sent shockwaves of sensation through my body-pain and pressure and something else. Something that felt disturbingly like

pleasure.

No. No, I won’t enjoy this. I won’t.

But my body had other ideas.

Despite the pain, despite the humiliation, despite everything-I could feel myself getting wetter. Could feel my inner walls starting to flutter

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