Chapter 6.

AMBER’S POV

The darkness of the hallway poured the shadow of the figure on the floor of my room.

“Who is there?” I asked curiously.

Logan entered the room ignoring my questions.

I saw that it was Logan so I kept quiet and faced the floor while frowning my face.

“You ought to have been ready by now!” He yelled as he stumbled unsteadily into the room, using the door as a support.

“Is he drunk?” I muttered under my breath.

“Quit your mumbling and answer my question. Why aren’t you ready yet!?”

His bass voice echoed through the room and it startled me. I shook a little and my heart raced to what he wanted me to do.

“What was I to get ready for?” I asked.

He glanced at me with his blood-like looking eyes. “Don’t you know why you’re here!?”

His query braced my ears and my fingers went cold and numb. I sighed heavily and faced the floor.

This is my life now. I’ve been belittled to nothing. I’m no longer indecisive. Why would I be indecisive when I’m not even given a chance to make any decision for myself? This isn’t what I prayed for from the moon goddess. I prayed to get marked by a charming prince. Not forcefully bring forth a male child to an alpha I know nothing about. I wasn’t blessed with a charming prince, I was cursed with a hideous murderer who didn’t think twice to buy me from my father, I thought.

Alpha Logan stripped his clothes and was naked. I opened my mouth, shocked from what I saw.

His dick was long and veiny, what every woman wanted from her man. Though I loved the cock, I hated the waist carrying it.

He brought his head forward and swung it back. He swept his hand through his hair, from his forehead and to the back of his head as he folded his head and tied it.

He unsteadily fell on me as his hand caught him, clenched on the soft bed. He leaned at me and whispered. “You aren’t ready but I am.”

His breath was stinking. It smelt like beer and pure alcohol. Not only his breath stank, His whole body stank but that wasn’t the leanest of my worry. His naked body was simply mesmerizing and a wonderful sight to see. His upper body was like that of a god. His chest was broad and his nipples, tight and brown. His abs amounted to six, the peak male form.

I shut my eyes and folded my lips, waiting for a kiss. Logan laughed loudly as he clenched his fingers into the bed. “You’re a merchandise yet you have so much guts. A sold item, yet you try to raise yourself to the position of a Luna.”

He laughed again and his loud laugh made me feel bad about myself. Why did I fix a position for a kiss? I’ve never done such a thing and till today, I still don’t know why I did that.

He seized his laughter and wore a serious look on his face. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I gasped, thinking he was about to kill me or something.

He leaned towards me and stupid me thought that he leaned for a kiss so I fixed my lips. He dodged my lips and went for my neck. He kissed my neck and bit it gently.

His bite didn’t hurt because it was a romantic bite. I felt stupid and immediately straightened my lip. He licked from my neck to my ear with his forked tongue and it felt really good. He freed my waist and dressed his hands under both my thighs.

He lifted me up and pulled me closer to him. He clenched his fangs on my dress and tore them. My ripped dress dropped to the floor. He touched my nipple with the tip of his forked tongue and I immediately felt ecstasy and groaned fervidly. He dipped his head into the center of my big breasts and gobbled like a mad man.

I pulled on his oily long hair trying to pull him away but that wasn’t what I wanted. I moaned loudly as I clenched my fists.

He gently dropped me on the bed. He clutched his dick with his right hand and stroked it evenly. His dick looked like a snake fast asleep. He supported his left hand to stroke his dick because it was too goddamn long.

He inserted his dick into my pussy and I cried in pain. He thrusted me and I could feel his rod touch my belly button. I clutched my fingers into the bed as I groaned loudly. Mine and Logan’s veins could be visible on our neck. Logan’s neck wasn’t the only thing that was hard and veiny. He grabbed my legs and hauled them into the air. He continued to thrust me.

Logan extracted his dick and took a lubricant on the table and oiled it some more. He stroked his dick and at the same time, applied the lubricant to make his insertion more easier. I struggled with my leg to break free from his grasp but he was too strong and all I did was hurt myself because while struggling, his long claws dented my legs and left them with temporary marks.

“You’re trying to break free from my clutch, huh?” He asked furiously, “let’s see you break free from this!”

He freed my legs and grabbed my waist. He lifted me into the air and turned me around midair. He slammed me on the bed and pulled my ass before him. He then slid a pillow under my waist to make my behind thrust upwards. He inserted his dick and I shouted in pain. While crying, tears rolled down my cheeks while I tried to bear the immense pain.

He thrusted me aggressively as he shouted. “Don’t you dare forget your place in my palace. You’re nothing but my child bearer!”