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Chapter 15: My Opponent
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Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 67: I’ll Make You Scream
She didn’t stop. “How would that make you feel, Lucian?” she whispered, walking toward me with every ounce of power I’d handed her now turned into seduction. “Watching me moan for something plastic. Watching me cum for something that isn’t you.” My entire body locked. I could barely stand. I wanted to lunge. I wanted to grab the toy from her hand, shove it across the room, and pin her down until she forgot what the fuck teasing even meant. But she stepped around me. Sat on the bed. Spread her thighs. And looked me dead in the eye. “You don’t get to touch. You don’t get to beg. You just get to watch.” And then.. (My wolf surged forward.) (You better stop her, Lucian. Right fucking now.) His voice thundered inside my skull, full Alpha, full rage. (You think you’re strong? You’re nothing. She’s going to fuck herself and make you sit there like a bitch.) “She’s mine,” I growled aloud. (Then claim her, coward. Or I will.) “Elena, don’t fucking do it.” But she wa
Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 66: Please Elena
~Lucian~ I watched her remove the hoodie like she was peeling away my self-control with every inch of bare skin she revealed. Her tits came into view like a fucking vision, big and round and soft and swollen from the heat she pretended not to feel. My cock throbbed instantly, thick and straining against my pants, and I knew..no matter how many shots I’d taken, no matter how much guilt I’d buried..there wasn’t a goddamn drug in this world that could numb the effect she had on me. She stood there, topless, fearless, with that slight tremble in her fingers and that fire in her eyes that told me she knew exactly what she was doing to me. She wasn’t just undressing to taunt me. She was undressing to dismantle me. Her body was war, and I was already losing. Every inch of skin she exposed became another nail in the coffin of my control, and when her hands moved to cup those perfect fucking tits like she was offering them to the devil himself, I almost lost it right there. “Yo
Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 65: Torture Him
“What the fuck are you doing, bunny?” I froze. Mid-twerk. Mid-groan. Mid–“pick up daddies.” And I didn’t just freeze like a normal person. No. I froze like a criminal caught by the FBI with glitter on her thighs and a shot glass in one hand and her ex’s hoodie hanging off one shoulder like a slutty war banner. I turned around slow. Like horror movie slow. Like cue the suspense music slow. And there he was. Lucian. Standing in my doorway like a whole Greek tragedy in sweatpants. His eyes raked over me..slow, angry, hungry. His jaw was locked. His fists clenched. His whole soul looked like it was trying not to combust. And me? Oh, I smiled. Because I was drunk. And angry. And tipsy. And devastated. And dripping in every emotion a girl could possibly feel while still balancing on two legs. “I’m healing,” I slurred with an arm flourish, as if that explained why I was performing emotional karaoke while borderline naked. Lucian didn’t move. Not a blink. Not a
Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 64: Crazy As Fuck
~Elena~ “Gotcha,” I whispered like a freakin’ cartoon villain as I pulled the bottle out from the fridge like it was the Holy Grail. (You think this is gonna help?) My wolf’s voice slithered into my head like she had been waiting to strike. (You’re gonna get lightheaded, horny, and reckless in five minutes. Mark my words.) “Well that’s the point, isn’t it?” I hissed under my breath, twisting the cap off with unnecessary rage. “I deserve this. I deserve to make bad decisions. I’m owed at least two.” (You’re owed therapy and holy water; not tequila, you idiot.) I took a long, messy gulp. The burn hit my throat like a slap from the Moon Goddess herself and I immediately choked. “Oh my f–” I wheezed, grabbing the counter for support as the taste violated every part of my soul. “Lucian drinks this? What is this, lava-flavored paint thinner?!” (Told you. You’re gonna black out and wake up in someone’s dungeon. And not the fun kind.) “Shut up,” I coughed, wiping my mouth
Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 63: Take The Risk
I pressed my back to the door. Closed my eyes. My pussy throbbed. My wolf was laughing in my head. (Go back in, she said. It’s warm in there.) “No,” I whispered out loud. “No. No, no, no. We’re not joining a fucking support group orgy.” (They said Lucian doesn’t deserve you.) “They were moaning while they said it.” (Exactly.) I slid down the door, smacked my head lightly against it, and whispered to myself: “I hate it here.” And the worst part? I still wanted him. Not the dick in there. Not the fun. Just Lucian. Just his voice in my ear saying my name like a threat. I groaned into my palms. “Moon Goddess, if you don’t kill me now I’m going to do something really fucking stupid.” My back was pressed to the door like it was the only thing keeping me from melting into the fucking tiles. I could still hear them moaning. And of course my wolf was still talking. (Go back in, she said, smug as fuck. Just say you
Claimed By A Father And Son Chapter 62: What The Fuck
~Elena~ “You’re not gonna cry,” I muttered as I stomped down the fucking hallway like it owed me money. “You’re not gonna turn around. You’re not gonna beg. You’re not gonna crawl for a dick that doesn’t even deserve your throat.” (Even though you want to.) “Shut up,” I hissed, this time at my own wolf. She growled low in the back of my mind, pacing with her tongue out like she was drunk. Like she liked being humiliated. Like she liked the taste of that bastard Alpha’s voice when he said: “Then I’ll go fuck Veronica instead.” I clenched my teeth. “You’re not gonna cry,” I whispered again, wiping my face with my sleeve. “You’re not gonna crawl back. You’re gonna go to Raina and Zia’s dorm, you’re gonna lie down, you’re gonna cry like a normal bitch into your pillow and maybe masturbate and not think about his cock.” (Liar.) “I hate you,” I whispered. (No you don’t.) “You’re not going back,” I said again, louder. “You’re not crawling.
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