บททั้งหมดของ His human slave: Owned by the Lycan king: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The man knelt down, his head bowed in remorse. "Sorry, I'm so sorry," he stammered, clearly flustered by the encounter."Sable," I whispered, and as soon as the name left my lips, he lifted his gaze. A flash of recognition crossed his face before he quickly bowed his head again.“You clueless fool! How could you not see her?” Elara lashed out.“It’s… it's okay, Elara," I replied, trying to calm her down. "Come on, let's go," she reluctantly did.So we left him and joined the others. I was happy to see him but also curious; I have so many questions to ask him.As soon as we entered the room, Ashton turned to me, his eyes assessing and probing. "You alright?" he asked, genuine concern etched across his features."Yeah, all cleaned up," I replied, brushing off his worry. But I could sense that he wasn't convinced. "What is it, Ashton? thought I’d eaten her up,” Elara asked with a mix of annoyance and amusement."I would be more surprised if you hadn't," Ashton shot back.Elara laughed,

Ashton's POV The moment I stepped into the mansion, a familiar scent enveloped me. ‘Reena,’ my wolf murmured with delight and excitement. Yes, Reena's fragrance was unmistakable. It was a fragrance that stirred both desire and frustration within me. She's becoming a persistent attachment that I can't get off. Following her scent with Linda trailing behind me, I let out a sigh. That she-wolf really knows how to be a hassle, yet I can't just send her off. She's a crucial member of the pack. As I moved deeper into the mansion, the scent intensified, leading me to a heavy curtain that hung high in the dimly lit room. With a swift motion, I pulled it aside, and what I saw sent a jolt of fury coursing through my veins. Reena was in the arms of another man, a stranger whose very presence ignited a primal rage within me. Jealousy clawed at my insides, and I felt my wolf stir, growling in response to the scene. “Who the hell is going on here?” I demanded, my voice low and threate

“Oh!” I moaned, my body responding to his ministrations, his licking and teasing driving me to the edge of madness. I held onto the sheets, my lower body arching towards him, desperate for more.I trembled as I neared the edge. Each stroke against my clits was a spark that ignited my senses and I couldn’t help but moan louder, lost in the sensations he was creating.Just as I was about to tip over, he stopped and flipped me over, positioning me on my hands and knees.I glanced over my shoulder to look at him while he was undressing, but he snapped, "Face, forward!" and I obeyed.Then he took his c*ck and rubbed it against my clits, “Oh!” I shivered with pleasure."Do you want it, Reena?" he teased.“Yes, I do.”"Then you have to do whatever I say, won't you?" he asked. And then I realize he's manipulating me again. I remained silent, refusing to give in to him.But he didn't relent, he continued the teasing without entering and I couldn't take it anymore."Please, your Majesty, put i

His intent was clear in his eyes. Panic surged through me, my heart pounded in my chest as I fled deeper into the woods. As a werewolf, I was no match for him as he pursued me with an intensity that sent chills down my spine. I could hear the thud of his footsteps, the rustle of leaves as he closed the distance between us. My heart raced as I darted through the underbrush, desperately seeking an escape. But just as he was about to catch me, Lyra came to my aid. “Get back!” she shouted. I watched as she lunged at the man, her fists flying, but he was too strong. With a swift motion, he knocked her out cold, and I felt a surge of panic as he turned his attention back to me. He reached out, ready to use the staff he carried. I braced myself for the impact, but to my astonishment, the staff refused to hurt me. It vibrated in his grip, as if it recognized something within me that even I didn’t understand. He was surprised too, but it didn’t deter him. But before he could resort to

His hand moved higher on my thigh, steady and deliberate, every inch of his movement controlled.My heart hammered so loudly I was certain the others in the chamber could hear it. The council discussion rumbled on, their voices rising and falling like the tide, but I caught only fragments of the words. My entire focus was on that hand, gliding upward with infuriating patience.'Stop, please,' I whispered through the mind link, my mental voice sharp and pleading. But there was no response.He didn’t even glance at me. His expression remained perfectly neutral, his features set in the unbending mask of a king, regal and untouchable. Anyone watching would believe he was absorbed in every word being spoken.But beneath the polished surface, hidden from all eyes but mine, his hand was doing the dirtiest thing imaginable.'Do you enjoy tormenting me?' I cried across the link, frustration bleeding into every syllable.For a heartbeat, silence. Then, faintly, a low chuckle rippled across the