Semua Bab BOUGHT BY THE BEAST: Bab 131 - Bab 140

He rose over me while I was still trembling."Look at me."I did, as I shivered with intense pleasure.He positioned himself at my entrance, the thick head of him rubbing through my soaked folds, the piercing dragging over my clit until I whimpered. He teased at my entrance, and used his throbbing cock to sweeten me up. Then he pushed inside in one long, devastating thrust.The stretch stole my breath. Full. Deep. Perfect."Oh gods...""I know," he groaned, his forehead dropping to mine as he sank to the hilt. "I know. Take me. Just like that. Feel how deep I am."He gave me a moment to feel every inch of him, buried so thoroughly I could barely think. My walls fluttered around him. He cursed softly at the sensation.Then he began to move.Slow at first. Deep. Heavy. Each stroke dragging against places that made my back arch and my nails bite into his shoulders. The piercing rubbed inside me with every thrust, turning pl

The five seconds expired, but nobody moved.Caspian took a single step toward Vespera, the stone floorboards groaning beneath his weight. He didn't find a weapon. He didn't need one. The pure, suffocating pressure of his Lycan dominance filled the sitting room, making the two golden guards behind Vespera drop to one knee, their hands trembling as they struggled to hold their breath.Vespera’s smile finally faltered. Her golden-grey eyes widened by a fraction, her chest heaving as the weight of Caspian's rage hit her. But she stood her ground, her fingers tightening around the golden scroll."Kill me, Caspian," Vespera rasped, her voice straining under his pressure. "Kill me and watch fifty thousand southern bayonets cross your border before sunset. My father will burn every village in your valley to avenge my blood."I stepped forward, my hand sliding around Caspian’s bare forearm.The moment my skin met his, I felt the sheer, monstrous

Vespera’s painted lips tightened into a thin, bloodless line. She did not answer my challenge. She simply turned on her heel, her golden fox furs trailing across the pristine snow, and glided back through the iron gates with her six heralds behind her.The heavy iron bars slammed shut, the latch turning in the lock with a sharp, echoing snap that rang through the cold air.The moment the gates closed, Caspian’s arms locked around my waist from behind.He pulled my back flush against his bare, broad chest, his heat scorching through the velvet of my dress. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent in deep, harsh surges, his teeth grazing my claiming mark with a rough, possessive tenderness that made my pulse jump in my thighs."Two weeks," Caspian growled against my skin, his voice a low, subterranean rumble that made my ribs vibrate. "She thinks fourteen days in my Keep will give her time to weaken you.""Let her think whatever she wants, my love," I whispered, my

The green wax on the silver casket caught the torchlight, glowing like a drop of fresh poison in the dark gallery.Vespera stood ten feet away, surrounded by four of her golden-armored guards. She did not look at the heavy door of the anteroom we had just stepped out of. She looked at us. Her golden-grey eyes dragged down my body, taking in my slightly swollen lips, my rumpled velvet dress, and the way Caspian’s broad hand was locked over my hip.She knew what we had just been doing in the dark. She knew, and she was trying to use it.Caspian did not pull his hand back. If anything, his big fingers dug deeper into my velvet dress, dragging me so flush against his bare side that I could feel the hard, furious thud of his heart against my shoulder. The heat coming off his skin was a wall, shutting out the mountain draft, wrapping me in a scent of rain, cedar, and raw, recent passion."You speak of the High Assembly as if a silver box gives you power in my house, Vespera," Caspian said.

The quiet in our suite did not last past dawn.I woke to the sound of heavy boots echoing in the corridor outside our door, followed by the urgent, muffled voices of the royal guard. The mountain air filtering through the high windows tasted different this morning... sharp, heavy, and thick with the scent of an approaching storm.Caspian was already awake.He lay on his side facing me, his head propped on his hand, the thick wolf furs pooled around his waist. His bare chest was close enough that I could feel the steady, powerful thud of his heart. His silver eyes were tracing the line of my collarbone, dark and wide awake, carrying the heavy, satisfied possessiveness of the night we had just shared."Good morning, my love," Caspian murmured, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a shiver straight down to my toes."Good morning, my King," I whispered, reaching out from beneath the furs to rest my palm against his warm chest. "What is happening outside?"Caspian’s jaw tightened