The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 15

Lyra swallowed and bit down on her lip. It seemed that after all, he intended on making her stay and watch him have sex with another shewolf.

During the day, she had convinced herself that he would not do the same thing that Devon had done. How could she be so unlucky? But it seemed that her luck was indeed as bad as they came.

She tried to quell the emotions rising inside her. But try as she could, she could not keep the tears from welling up in her eyes.

Just great.

As if she needed to humiliate herself in front of him further by showing him how much his actions hurt her.

At least now she was certain of one thing–the Lycan King was every bit as cruel and despicable as Devon. Actually, he could be worse.

“You made the bed,” Julian said, lowering his head and bringing his mouth close to her ear. “Now it’s time to lie in it.”

Lyra thought that was his twisted way of telling her that this was somehow her fault, but a moment later, he picked her up and walked towards the bed. He laid her right in the middle of the bed on top of the rose petals she had just prepared.

“Do you like it?” Julian asked, climbing after her and caging her into the bed with his knees on both sides of her hips.

“What…what are you doing?” Lyra asked, not sure what the hell was going on.

Julian reached beneath her and unclasped her bra. Lyra tried to hold on to it, but he pulled the straps down her arms effortlessly. He pushed her hands away when she attempted to cover herself and held them above her head in one hand. Then, he brought his free hand to her breasts.

With him pinning her lower body down and holding her hands down, she could barely wiggle.

“Why are you doing this?” she asked, feeling a hot tear flow down the side of her face.

“You are my mate,” he said, kneading her breast in his hand, “and I want you.”

What?

Had he lost his mind?

Did he forget that Crystal the Alpha’s daughter was his fuck for the night? Or did he think he could grab a quick fuck with her before his main act arrived?

“I don’t want this,” she told him.

“I would believe that if I could not smell your wet pussy from all the way across the room,” he told her. He shifted and thrust his hips so that she felt his hard erection right between her legs. “Admit it, you want my cock inside you right now.”

Right, she totally wanted to have sex with her mate on the bed he had prepared for another female.

“You are disgusting,” she spat.

His eyes flashed with a dangerous expression. “You make me want to draw you over my lap and spank you until you remember who the fuck you are talking to.”

What, he wanted her to cower in front of the big bad Lycan King? He was already treating her like this, how much worse could it get? She refused to give him that satisfaction. If the most she could do was bruise his overinflated ego, well then.

“Why don’t you?” she challenged him.

His eyes narrowed. There was a voice in her head warning her she was playing with fire–was that Rae?--but she ignored it.

Julian released her hands and the next thing she knew, he was sitting on the bed and pulling her right across his lap. The way he manoeuvred her body, she could as well have weighed nothing.

He held her down with one hand on her shoulder, pushing her upper body into the mattress. With the other, he pulled down her underwear. Then, without hesitating, he spanked her. He hit her hard, the sound filling the entire room. It stung, but she bit her lips hard enough to arrest any sound.

“You have no idea what you are playing with,” he snarled before spanking her once again. The pain travelled from her behind to between her legs, and to her shock, it made her core clench in need. He spanked her again and again until she could no longer hold back her whimpers.

Then, he moved his hand downwards and to her centre. He did not waste any time teasing her. He shoved two fingers into her pussy, pushing them all the way in. She was so wet that her juices were leaking to her outer lips, making her wish she could just die right there and then.

“Who is this for?” he demanded, withdrawing his fingers and then slapping her right over her slit. “Since you claim to not want me, is this for another male in your mind?”

Lyra pressed her face into the mattress and said nothing.

Julian spanked her again. “Answer my fucking question.” The hand holding her shoulder moved to her neck and held onto the hair at the back of her head. He pulled, lifting her face. “Whose cock are you thinking about? Whose cock do you want inside your slutty pussy right now?”

You.

“Let me go,” she said instead.

Julian scoffed. “You want to leave so much? Fine. But you can either beg me to take you right now, or you can leave and make your way back to your dormitory naked as you are.”

He pushed her away from him and onto the bed on her back. She watched him get rid of his pants, revealing the hard-on he had been sporting all along. He gripped the thick length in his hand and looked at her. “Your choice.”