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Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 024-Hate
Ember's POV I slowly moved my body, the cold altar biting into my skin. But it didn't numb the sensations in my body no….it was the kind that slowly crept into your lungs, bones, subconscious mind…..until you can't tell the difference between hotness and coldness anymore. But still, I laid there, my wrists bruised and scraped against the raw, stony wall, my thighs still parted in humiliation, my cum still dripping, leaking from between my thighs where Zane had used me as he pleased without any penetration and left like nothing happened. He didn't even spare me any words or look back, no….he walked away as usual, like I meant nothing. But then again, his scent still lingered in my nostrils, bitter, still sickening and at the same time intoxicating. My mouth was parted slightly apart, sore. And my jaws, it ached from how hard he had gripped it. But the worst part of it all wasn't anything I was feeling now, no. It wasn't his scent or the slick between my legs, no…..it was the silen
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 023-Paraded Like a Slut
Ember's POV Lucien paraded me like his prize.Naked beneath the sheerest fabric, wrists bound in silver so tight they burned through skin and bone. His grip around my waist was iron, fingers bruising where they pressed into flesh. I didn’t struggle—not because I didn’t want to—but because struggling gave them satisfaction.He wanted me broken.And I was.Almost.“Smile, Ember,” he hissed through clenched teeth as we stepped into the center of the pack’s great hall. “Let them see what happens to traitorous whores.”The crowd watched. Dozens of eyes—hungry, hateful, indifferent. I didn’t look at them. I looked at him.Zane.Sitting on the Alpha’s throne like it didn’t mean a damn thing. Like his hands weren’t covered in my blood. Like his mouth hadn’t once murmured my name like it was sacred.Now?Kaela was draped across his lap, lips stained red, fangs poking from her painted mouth as she smiled down at me like a cat watching a dying bird.She reached down and touched him. Brazen. Cru
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 022-Claimed On The Altar
Zane's POV I paused, the mirror flickering with flame, pulsing as though it had breath in it. Before me, it hung on the stone wall, it's glass carved from cursed Obsidian and demon bone and was bound and chained up in spells even I could not fathom. This was a gift I had received earlier from Kaela. To others, it might seem like treasure but at this point, it seemed more like a curse and punishment to me. It didn't reflect my image, no. It showed her, the last person I wanted to see at this moment. Ember.I saw her, shackled down like a criminal, naked, shuddering, both from cold and fear, her wrists bleeding profusely. Her eyes were open but droopy and void of emotions, her lips quivering as Lucien hovered above her like the god of doom, of rot….like he was there to destroy her. He dragged his lips from her chin, down to the little bulge of her throat like a psychopath, his elongated fangs grazing and teasing the place my mark on her neck once was. But now, the make was gone,
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 021-Claimed
Ember's POV As I writhed my wrists, the chains dug deep into my skin, bruising it. The irons were already rusted, sinking deep into my wrists, creating a bruise for hours….no, it's been days since I have been in restraint and to top it all, the shackles were really tight, bound to the edge of the gates that seperated the spectator's stand from the arena. This was done in purpose, so that I don't escape, so that I'll suffer and it made me realize that pain could be made personal. My hands already limp above my head, my shoulder badly aching and almost numb, I literally lost all sensations in that area, but unfortunately, it had been long since I stopped caring about the pain I felt. And beneath me, my legs trembled violently, almost jelly like. I was already exhausted, worn out from the torture of being forced to stand for hours, exposed, hungry and im deadly, nerve wracking pain. I took a deep shaky breath, a single tear falling down my face. Dirt clung onto me like second skin
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 020- Not To Save Her
Zane's POVHer scent was still on my hands.Still clinging to my jaw.Still coating my tongue like the aftermath of sin.And I hated it.I fucking hated how sweet she tasted.How her tears had soaked my skin like they belonged there.How her body had responded, desperate, trembling, begging.And yet I left her. Again.Because I had to.Because her blood was already reacting to me, blooming under her skin like death creeping in.Because if I ever let myself bury my cock inside her—even once—it would kill her.And I wanted her to suffer.I needed her to ache, just like I ached.I sat in the middle of my quarters, elbows on my knees, fingers bloody from how hard I’d dug them into my thighs. The scent of her cunt still coated my mouth. I could taste her orgasm on my tongue like a curse.My wolf paced behind my eyes, snarling. The walls of my mind strained to keep him caged.He wanted her.He didn’t give a fuck about prophecy or consequences.He wanted to mark her.Fuck her.Own her.But I
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 019- The Trial Of Bonds
Ember's POV “You’re just a toy,” he said.My voice cracked, useless, broken. “Then why do you keep coming back?”He didn’t answer.He didn’t have to.Because then—he was gone. Just like that.Left me panting against the tree, soaking wet and humiliated. My body trembled with the ghost of his hands, the burn of his filthy promises still echoing in my skull.I wanted to scream.But instead, everything went black.******When I woke up, my mouth tasted like blood and betrayal.My wrists were raw. Chained. My head was pounding so loud I thought it might explode. Something metallic clinked as I shifted—and the weight of iron pulled hard against my skin.Chains.Heavy ones.The kind used for animals.My body was sluggish. Drugged. My thighs still slick, my lips sore from where he’d kissed me—no, devoured me. Zephyr. His scent clung to me like a curse.But he wasn’t here.Of course, he wasn’t.A shadow moved across the room.“Don’t try anything stupid,” a cold voice cut through the silence
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