All Chapters of ENTANGLED WITH THE CURSED ICE PRINCE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Rylan's POVI am suppose to be at the College, preparing for the training later today but instead, I come home to pick up my favourite hockey stick. The hockey stick is old and weak.. but it is precious because Beta Hale gifted it to Lucien and I years ago when we first learnt how to play hockey.I haven't use it in a while—totally forgotten about it—but I remember the conversation I have with Rylan hours ago and I suddenly feel the urge to use it again. It's gives off this vibes of being kids that plays for fun and today being the happiest I have been in my entire life, I want to have fun while playing on the rink later and somehow... it's feels like the hockey stick will help me achieve that.The moment I step into the mansion, I decide to check father—inform him about everything that happened in college and appreciate him for believing in me.I turn towards his chamber and I see Beta Damon stepping out. A smile spread across my face. He is the only person who cares in the whole pac

Lira's POV Three days since I have last seen Rylan and I wouldn't even lie that it feels like a part of me is been taken away. It feels like hell even though I'm still angry for everything he did—especially the fact that he said we should be a fake power couple.Like... what the hell?A fake power couple.... I hate that word with everything within me. But then... It is what it is. Fake or real, as long as I can be beside him, I don't freaking mind.As the president, we should be doing something already but he has been quiet—which is not good for him given the massive support he has just receive recently. We needs to act fast, keep the momentum alive and take charge completely.I dial his number again for the fifth time but he is not answering. Again.I'm starting to get worried now.Is he fine?I make my way towards the locker room. Maybe he is concentrating on ice hockey and training personally.I knock on the door gently."Come in," a voice call out from inside.I push the door ope

Lira's POV A pause... then he laugh out loud. "I won the bet, Lira."My brows knit in disbelief as I try to figure out if I hear him correctly or maybe its my arousal playing a trick on me. "What did you say?" I ask in utter shock. He spread his arms apart victoriously and a bright smile lit up his face. "I said I won the bet, Lira," he repeats as if he has just say the most natural thing in the world and he sees nothing wrong with it.I scoff, pushing myself up. Despite the rage coursing through my veins my pussy never stops pulsing. Infact, I can feel my pre-cum soaking through the flimsy crotch of my lace panties and staining my inner thighs."Is this about all about the bet?"He shrugs. "Well... Not like it's all about the bet but I'm just tired of the fucking bet. I wanted to calm it off it days ago but you told me, you don't want to. And I think.. now is the best time for me to declare myself as winner because it's obvious I won."My breath caught. "But you touched me first,"

Lira's POV "Take. All. Of. It. Lira."Rylan thrust deeper into my throat. One hand grabbing my hair, and he use it to move me back and forth, until his base is crushing against my nose, the scent of his arousal and sweat filling my nostrils. He use my mouth as his personal fuck toy, not giving a care that my lips is already bruised and hurting like hell.While his other hand is grabbing my breasts, spanking it and also pinching down on my nipples. I gasp out from the pain and pleasure, but his cock in my throat muffle the sound that is suppose to spill out."Fucking stroke my cock, Lira," he commands, squeezing my breasts harder and I wince in pain. "Up and down."I haven't done this before, but I am determined to make this moment pleasurable for the both of us. So, I remove one of my hand from his thighs and begin stroking the part my mouth couldn't take. I move my hand up, down around the thick and veiny shaft—the thrill of it sending shivers straight to my cunt."Yes, Lira, you're

Lira's POV I blink my eyes open to the sterile ceiling above, adjusting myself to the sunlight filtering in through the window blinds. My eyes darts around, brows furrowing at the unfamiliar environment. I am disoriented and for a moment, my head pounds in fear. Where am I?I squeeze my eyes close, clutch my aching forehead and the memories of yesternight hits me like a sledgehammer; the talk with Rylan, the ridiculous way he won the bet, the way he latched at my nipples, finger me and then fuck my throat.At the recollection, my nipples tighten again and my pussy opens up—ready for another adventure. Oh Goddess.. please. A small smile spread across my face as I remember the pleasure I felt last night.I glance by my side and I can't find Rylan.I try to push myself up and damn.. my body aches so much. My nipples are swollen. The flesh between my thighs are bruised. Even my lips feel like it's no longer belongs to me. Couple with that, my stomach growls in hunger. I'm starving and t