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The Lycan King and his Dark TemptationEN
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For three years, I waited to become the perfect Luna for my pack and give the Alpha an heir. Three years of lies, being the intruder in someone else's love. Three years to suffer the death of my baby and seek revenge against the man who disfigured my face and destroyed my womb. Dying captured by my own pack or escaping and surviving—those were my only two paths. I chose to hide and live. The Lycan King, Aldric Thorne, the most bloodthirsty and ruthless ruler who led the werewolves with an iron fist—I became his personal maid, the most dangerous position, where I could lose my head at any moment for the slightest mistake. But no one from my past would ever look for me here. "Always submissive. Don't speak, don't listen, don't see anything, don't bother the Lycan, or you'll die." Simple rules to follow. I thought I was doing well until the day the King made me an offer I couldn't refuse. "You want me to save those people? Then surrender to me tonight. Be mine. I desire you, and I know you feel the same. Just once, Valeria... only once." But it wasn't just once. And passion turned into love. That cold, untamable man conquered my heart as well. However, when the past comes back to haunt me and the truth of my birth is revealed, I must make a choice once again—flee from the Lycan King or wait for his mercy. "I'm sorry, but this time, I won't lose my pups again. Not even for you, Aldric." My name is Valeria Von Carstein, and this is my complicated love story with the Lycan King.
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363. THE SECRETS THAT UNITE US
KATHERINEI started moving backward, impaling myself on that enormous cock, twisting my waist, chasing my orgasm, which wouldn’t take long to hit.“Cum for me, baby… aagggr… Come on, Katherine, cum for your man, my true wife, only mine… ah, yes, yes, fuck, so damn good…”“Aahhhh!” I moaned loudly, shattering into a thousand pieces at the sound of him calling my name—my name, not my sister’s, not Rossella’s.He was making love to me, and he knew it. Every filthy word, every passionate action, was for me alone.Before I could even catch my breath, still trembling as I spilled all over his cock, Elliot pulled back, kneeling behind my ass.Something sharp and hard dug into my hips, making me cry out in both pain and pleasure. He fucked me like a wild animal.The bed shook violently, the metallic sounds of jewelry clinking as they slipped off and fell to the floor.My open pussy could do nothing but take it, take all of it. My ass bounced hard, my breasts swayed—my vision blurred from how
362. I LOVE MY DUKE
KATHERINE"Shhh, this can't be... mmm, you're going to drive me insane, you shameless woman..." I heard him groan hoarsely as he lifted the edge of my nightgown, exposing my buttocks—and in the process, my intimacy.Completely naked, no panties, all I had to do was spread my legs, and that mast would sink into me completely."Mmmm," I pressed my lips tightly to keep from letting out little whore-like sounds while Elliot kneaded my thighs and ass with those big hands of his.He hissed in arousal, spreading them apart to probe my soaked slit with his fingers. This was so erotic—I loved having him drooling over me."Aah...""Spread your legs wider and lift your ass," he ordered relentlessly, his voice dripping with dominance, like a desperate beast."And what if I don't want to?"SMACK!"Ah!"I moaned, turned on, as he slapped my ass in punishment, burning with need at his provocations, his fingertips running over my perineum, seeking my pussy."Don't play with me anymore, Duchess. Belie
361. MAKING LOVE BETWEEN DIAMONDS
KATHERINEWhen I opened it, fortunately, it was just a maid preparing my bath."Come in," I instructed, diving back into my preparations."Your Ladyship, I can arrange your clothes," she immediately offered with a submissive stance.I’d bet anything that this overly "attentive" service was a reflection of the hosts' sudden change in attitude."Not necessary, just prepare the bath properly. Is there any essence?""Yes, yes, rose, grapefruit, and also lavender. If you’d prefer another...""Lavender is fine," I chose randomly.I sat in front of the mirror and started untangling the mess of damp hair. What a sight I was."It's ready," she informed me after some time."You may leave," I said, watching her through the reflection."If you’d like, I could give you a massage, or bring you an aromatic candle, or...""I don’t need anything else, thank you. You may go," I repeated, not rudely, but firmly.She bowed her head in acknowledgment and left, closing the door behind her.I genuinely felt
360. THE FLOOR OF THE MARGINALIZED
KATHERINEHis hand moved up, brushing against my parted lips, tracing their outline while his eyes devoured me, brimming with promises and desire.“What… what modest services in your chamber? Do you need me to clean?” I asked, feigning innocence.Remembering the last intimate services I had provided—ones he hadn’t even paid me for.“Pft, I think you know exactly what I want from you. I’ve given you pleasure tonight, and you’ve left me hanging several times,” he murmured seductively, leaning in closer.“I doubt you’ll have any trouble earning those checks, my Duchess.”And with that indecent proposition, he grabbed my hand and led us through the forest back to the mansion.I followed in silence, my mind spinning from all the veiled hints and where they were leading.We were both an absolute mess, and as we stepped into the garden grounds, the people we passed gave us odd looks. But Elliot didn’t stop to explain himself.The music from the ballroom had quieted; the guests were already r
359. INCREASE MY PENSION!
KATHERINEWe ran first to where Elliot had left part of his clothes—he needed to change.“Damn mosquitoes,” he muttered, scratching all over, his skin glistening with sweat and the water dripping from his hair.But now he was also covered in scratches from the branches and bug bites.He bent down to put on his pants, giving me an unfiltered view of his rock-hard ass, completely unbothered.I couldn’t help myself—this whole crazy situation had made me lose a screw.I stepped closer and, before I could even think about what I was doing, I gave his ass a firm slap, even daring to grope it a little.Then I froze, yanking my hand back awkwardly. I mean, how much familiarity did I think I had with Elliot to act like that?!“There was—there was a mosquito. I just wanted to help,” I stammered, avoiding his questioning gaze as he turned around, his pants still halfway down his thighs as he yanked them up.“Uh-huh, a mosquito, sure,” he said, his amused tone unmistakable.I looked away, claspin
358. THE POOR FUGITIVE DUKE
BRENDAI could hear him swallowing, the obscene sound of his saliva mixing with her juices, not even the running water could mask it.He dropped a hand and started stroking his cock. His back was to me, but everything he was doing was painfully obvious.He wasn’t faking it—his desire for that woman poured from every pore of his body. It was as if I weren’t here, as if I didn’t exist.Tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I had never felt so discarded; it was clear he had chosen her over me.A weak elemental who could never give him what I could—someone of his own kind, someone who could keep his secret, who could satisfy his beastly side. I couldn’t take it anymore and ran off into the forest.Disappointment and jealousy burned through my soul. Fuck him! Let’s see what he does when Thesio crushes his plans.I wouldn’t warn him. He made his choice, and I made mine.*****KATHERINEI moaned loudly as the tingling in my stomach tightened, my vaginal muscles clenching, releasing my honey
357. DO YOU UNDERSTAND OR MORE CLEARLY?
BRENDAI was furious and wounded by Elliot’s public rejection. I thought he was truly leaving me for a new lover.That story about wanting to be with his wife—I didn’t buy it. And yet, here he was, using her as an excuse once again in front of everyone.I watched him walk away in a hurry, and soon enough, I had that idiot Thesio trailing behind me. What an insufferable, overbearing man!He brought me boxes of gifts—the shine of the jewels did dazzle me for a second.Thesio wasn’t an ugly man; he had aged well. A widower with no children, willing to give me the title of Duchess that so many women longed for.But seeing his face, already nearing forty-five, and knowing that this simple elemental would soon be an old man while I remained in my prime as a supernatural being, was more than enough to dissuade me and clear my mind.Not to mention, I didn’t trust him enough to reveal myself as a she-wolf.He had me nearly cornered against the library’s divan, groping me all over while whisper
356. PROVING MY FIDELITY
KATHERINEHis panting and growling against my neck, our wet hair sticking to our skin.I want to be angry. Remember the bad, Katherine. Remember.“Mmmm,” I moaned when he sucked on my neck with lust, his overly sharp canines scraping deliciously close to my frantic pulse.One of his hands moved up to squeeze and grope my breast, trying to slip inside my neckline.The other slid down to lift the layers of my dress.I couldn’t hold back any longer.Of my own will, I began stroking his hard cock, moaning as he touched me.My nails dug into the tense muscles of his back, clenched tight as he rocked against me sensually, seeking pleasure.“Wait, damn it! How many layers?” he grumbled impatiently, tugging my dress up.I couldn’t believe we were about to do this here, in this dark little room, with the water falling and disappearing into the rustic drain on the raw concrete floor.“Aaahh,” I gasped when I felt his fingers teasing my soaked pussy over my panties.“Shhh, you’re so wet… Hold up
355. SEDUCING MY WIFE
ELLIOT"Hey, wait, bitch! I saw him first!"The shouting faded behind me, swallowed by the chaos of the fights and the violins fueling the brawls.I ran through the shadows of tents and small stalls, filthy, covered in mud. But for some reason, watching that brown hair flow ahead of me, inhaling that delicious lavender scent, a smile crept onto my lips.I was happy.*****KATHERINEI stood in the hallway, keeping watch.We had slipped inside a stable in silence, with only a few horses dozing in their stalls.Elliot told me that places like these always had rustic showers for the workers to clean up. And there he was, inside what looked like a small wooden booth, covered only by a flimsy curtain.I turned my back, keeping my eyes on the long, dimly lit passage leading to the stable entrance. I knew he was naked. The shameless man had practically stripped in front of me.I could hear the water cascading down his body. I imagined him standing under the stream pouring from the crude pipe
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