Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion. However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her. He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave. My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides. ___________________________ “Yes please.” She begs. “Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy. It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric. But I never claimed to be saint. “Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.” “Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.” I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.” Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks. “Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.” “Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads. “Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.” I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”
View MoreBellatrix Sinclair“This is highly inappropriate.” Emmett declared, pushing to his feet with a menacing glare. “This round has already concluded. You cannot simply make your own rules.”Cassandra casually brushed her hair over her shoulder, confidence oozing from her pores. “I can do whatever I want, have you forgetton who my father is.” She smirked with a lifted brow, “This is a competition to choose the next Luna and if she cannot manage against a real soldier then how can she fulfil her duties.”Emmett was aggravated by Cassandra’s entitled behavior, demanding that the rules be changed to suit her wishes. She abuses her title as the daughter of the alpha of Darkmoon Tribe, the fact that she has made it this far without any sort of skills is a testament to that. The Syndicate won’t allow her elimination because she is the ideal match for King Lazarus.I’m merely the substitute, the one wh
Bellatrix SinclairThe intense aroma of spice and potent vanilla warped my senses. Lazarus smirked, inky strands cascading upon his forehead and framing dark eyes that locked on mine. I exhaled a tired breath, “Forget rules for a second, you are required to be with the judges until the contest is over.”Lazarus was a temptation, a distraction I couldn’t afford. I’m certain that there is no one more attractive on this planet, he was truly ethereal dressed in an all-black suit. A scorching heat emitting from his fingertips as he traced along my jaw before lifting my chin and forcing me to swim in the depth of his darkness.My heart thundered in my chest when his lips brushed against mine, teasingly and with a featherlight touch that had me craving more. I wanted to taste the rich whiskey on his tongue, the sour cherries I know he loves eating and most importantly I wanted to sedate this desire that flares to life in his presence.He releases a deep chuckle, eliciting an ache in my core.
Bellatrix SinclairA rush of exhilaration poured into my veins, spreading to my nerves like wildfire. My heart pounded chaotically, echoing loudly into my ears as the prey became the predator. The sparks ignited under my fingertips, itching to pull the trigger – which is exactly what I did.This was a game, and I craved this type of excitement, the one that fizzled in my blood.The countdown was reaching it’s last five minutes, sweat coated my skin and had my clothes sticking to my body. Each breath becoming deeper and harsher, chasing after the wolves while also coordinating my attacks to their patterned programming.Every muscle ached and burned, pushing my body to the limits and I loved every second of it. The countdown hit the two-minute mark and this time; I focused on the last wolf within my vision. Gradually progressing with each target, I noticed that they adapted towards their opponent in subtle ways.This wolf for example was using sound as a means of distraction, moving in
Bellatrix Sinclair“The next round is known as Ghost, it will test your adaptability, predictability and your mind.” He announces with a devilish smirk, his gaze trained onto me.Suppressing the urge to roll my eyes, he assumes I’m the easiest to crack since I’m human and frankly this prejudice is getting on my nerve. A faint crackling sound reaches my ears, one I’ve heard in Neo Grave.Lifting my head upwards and squinting, after a few seconds I see the reminiscent of a mirage current in the sky. The action is so subtle, almost like a blimp in time. That’s when it clicks in my head, this wasn’t an ordinary field, we were in a dome.“While some of you showed an unsavoury performance in the last round, this is the time to redeem yourself.” He encouraged.Suddenly a subtle whisper swept around us, thick fog slithering around our legs and bathing the entire ground until you could barely see your own feet. An eerie sensation creeped down my spine as the light dimmed, the sky turning dark
Bellatrix Sinclair“She really thinks she’s hot shit.” Another participant sneers.The other with striking red hair scoffed in disgust, “Humans aren’t allowed weapons, she’s going to fail.”“Humans love to make fools of themselves.” Another brunette snickered, “It’s pathetic, I’m going to love watching her fall on her ass.”They glared at me, mocked and laughed with bitterness in their voices despite the fact that we were on the live broadcast. We were escorted onto a training ground, stretching far and wide with greenery while the scorching heat of the sun kissed our skin.Give it thirty minutes and the rest of them wouldn’t be able to take the heat, especially considering the nature of this competition. This wouldn’t be a regular marksmanship challenge, there wouldn’t be a bulls-eye to shoot.This test will go far beyond that, the focus was on our limits and pushing it to the extreme. The sweltering heat was the giveaway, the humidity will only increase from here and that will play
Bellatrix SinclairStaring into my reflection in the foggy mirror, steam cultivating a glowing aura around me. My skin flushed a pink hue, euphoria coursing through my veins like a drug. I should be focused on the competition in a few hours, the sun has barely peeked and yet I’m consumed by him.I was tethering the edge of insanity because this addiction was unnatural, it was borderline maddening.“I must say, I prefer you without anything on.” Lazarus said, a salacious smirk dancing across his lips.Swallowing this hunger that creep up my throat whenever we are together, his powerful built along with steel-forged muscles were a feast for my eyes. Especially when all he wore was those black slacks, the material pulled taunt over thigh muscular thighs.Lazarus takes slow strides towards me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “See something you like, Ma Cherie?” He teased, flashing a devilish grin that portrayed triumph within my silence.His intoxicating scent enveloped my senses, potent
Bellatrix SinclairBathed in darkness, keenly aware that my every reaction was being analysed by him. The question swirled within my mind, a definite answer at the tip of my tongue and yet I couldn’t speak because I knew the consequences of the truth.It would hurt Lazarus and I’d have to face these feelings that I’ve buried. I wasn’t ready nor did I have the privilege of a choice. Both lie, both deceive, and both make me feel things I cannot explain.Lazarus twists his wrist, urging his fingers deeper while the elated buzzing under my skin gradually increased. He flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit, antagonizing me while the electric current zapped in my bloodstream. I released a sharp exhale, completely at his mercy.“Your cunt is dripping down my fingers, can you hear that.” His honeyed voice announced. The lewd sounds of my soaking wet pussy echoed within the room, blending with the vicious pounding of my heart and breathy moans.“Come on Ma Cherie,” he coaxed in that sic
Bellatrix SinclairLazarus throws me onto the bed, a sharp breath escaped my lips as he loomed over me with a menacing aura. His eyes burned with enmity, desire and possession. My heart thundered, echoing loudly in my ears.We were locked in a trance, sparks crackling with anticipation. Clearing my throat, “We shouldn’t be doing this here.” I cautioned softly.He loosens his tie with one hand, the other firmly planted next to my ear. A dangerous glint swirled within his orbs, “Do you think I give a fuck if anyone finds me here with you.” He spat with disdain.“You should care, you are the King.” I seethed, irritation bubbling in my chest. “Just because you can act reckless doesn’t mean that I can, you are going to get me killed.”Lazarus let out a low, sinister chuckle. “Oh Ma Cherie.” His voice laced with a sickening sweetness that shocked my cells. Brushing his fingers agains
Bellatrix SinclairThe competition was tomorrow and the atmosphere in the palace was tense. After dinner, Lila wanted to have a semblance of peace after such an encounter, choosing to go to the secret dungeon for wine and entertainment.“Are you sure you don’t want to come? It can help you distress.” She insisted with a playful wiggle of her brows.I laugh at her antics, “As tempting as the offer is, I’m going to have to pass.”She pouts before waving, “Your loss, I’ll see you tomorrow.”The hallway is empty, a thickness in the air that was initiated by the rivalry that finally emerged. Taking slow strides to my room at the far end, my thoughts drawing back to Emmett revealing that there was a traitor in our midst. In my one month of recovery, he hasn’t provided any further information on whether the traitor was caught.My suspicions grew when I returned to the palace, Cassandra has
As the only human attending classes with all the werewolves, it feels like I'm the lone sheep in a wolf pack.I take a deep breath, burying my head lower. I don't dare make eye contact with any werewolf to avoid further bullying. Most humans believe the only way to escape bullying is to become the mate of the werewolf king. I find that idea revolting!I focus my attention on today's textbook, but as I rummage through my bag for it, my fingers touch something sticky, making my stomach churn. I tear open the book to find a tar-like substance reeking with a putrid smell. They're completely ruined, and I don't have money to buy new ones.Suddenly, the five core bullies in the classroom burst out laughing, as if they'd been eagerly anticipating this very scene.One of the core bullies, Kelly, didn't think this was enough. She approached me as crumpled paper balls flew towards my head. Her glossy pink lips curled into a sly smile. "Looks like you've made quite a mess of things."My brows kn...
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