All Chapters of TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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41: Who You Belong To.

LyraRaguel slowly lifted his head, his eyes finding mine. And judging by the expression on his face, he had seen exactly what was on the screen.For a second, neither of us spoke.Then he looked down at the phone again.“This is your former husband’s mistress.”My shock immediately transformed into annoyance. I dropped the towel onto the desk, taking a sharp step forward, my fingers clenching into fists. “What the hell are you doing in my room uninvited, Raguel? You have no right to just stand here invading my privacy.”“I knocked,” he replied, his tone calm as he picked the phone up off the mahogany. “Several times, in fact. But I didn’t get any response.”“I was washing in the bathroom,” I snapped. “Now give me my phone back.”“Why are you stalking your husband’s mistress, Lyra?”Heat immediately flooded my face.“I am not stalking anybody. And if I was, it’s absolutely none of your business,” I hissed, lunging forward to snatch the phone out of his hold.He lifted his arm high and

41: Read It Out Loud

LyraI recognized the look in his eyes. It was the same dark possessiveness that had crossed his eyes on the night he had fucked me with the banana. The air in the room shifted and my breath hitched as his fingers grazed my shoulders.My heart hammered against my ribs. I could feel the heat gathering between my legs, the fabric of my panties growing uncomfortably damp.“Raguel…” I started, but his hand tightened on my shoulder.Before I could complete the sentence, he spun me around and bent me over the cool mahogany of the bedside desk.“Raguel,” I gasped as he tilted my torso downward.“Quiet, Lyra,” he rumbled.My nipples pebbled against the fabric of my dress. Somehow, he noticed and his hand came around to cup my breast, kneading it roughly through fabric.“Such responsive nipples,” he praised, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Did they ever get this hard for Aaron, or just for me?”I couldn’t answer. I was too stimulated to even think of a response. Leaving my boobs, his hand

43: One Way Ticket To Orgasms

LyraI stared at the screen of my phone, the brightness harsh against my eyes. “You can’t be serious,” I breathed, pushing back slightly. “This is a joke, right?”Raguel’s hand flattened against the small of my back, pressing me down until my breasts were crushed against the desk. He didn’t laugh. Instead, he pulled his hips back, leaving me on the edge of my orgasm.“Read it, Lyra,” he rumbled, his hot breath fanning my skin.“You’re... you have to be joking,” I choked out, my fingers digging so hard into the wood. I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs instead. “Raguel, please. Don’t do this.”He stared hard at me until I squirmed. “Raguel, you’re really going to make me do this? While…”“While you’re right on the edge of your orgasm?” he finished for me. He leaned over, his breath hot against my ear. “Yes, Lyra. Read every word or I walk out and leave you like this.” He nudged the phone closer to my face. “Read.”Shoving down my frustration, I forced my eyes to focus on the t

44: Why Can't We Have Sex?

LyraMy forehead rested against the desk, the intense climax leaving me exhausted and satisfied.But as the seconds passed, the exhaustion inside me faded into a desperate need for more. I wanted his dick inside me and not just sliding against my pussy. I wanted the feeling of his cock driving into my core until every part of my body ached.When Raguel pulled away, his chest kept rising and falling like someone who had just completed an Olympics marathon. The muscles in his jaw ticked and he clenched his hands into tight fists, like he wanted to stop himself from reaching for me.A whimper escaped my lips at the sudden loss of his touch. Turning my head, I watched as he pulled on his trousers and buckled his belt.“Lyra,” he began, his voice husky. He ran a hand through his hair, refusing to meet my eyes. “I came to tell you about what happens next. The summit is moving into its final phase, and the council—”I pushed myself up on one elbow, my hair spilling across my face. “The only

45: Werewolf Politics

Lyra I was beginning to realize that werewolf politics was somehow more ridiculous than human politics. Which was saying a lot. The event hall looked grander than it had the previous day. Every table was occupied. Cameras were positioned strategically around the room. Important figures mingled in clusters while waiters moved silently between them. I sat beside Raguel, the silk fabric of a new burgundy gown pooling around my ankles, and every time his shoulder brushed mine, a traitorous shiver rippled down my spine. I watched the host take the stage and flipped open a sleek tablet. “Alphas and elders of the united territories, distinguished guests,” his voice boomed through the microphone. “As we continue this year’s historic summit, we look to the governance of our central territory…” The host launched into a speech about leadership, unity, prosperity, and other words politicians loved to use. I zoned out after the third minute. “I will now display the names of the offi

46: The King and his Queen

LyraThe silence in the room was deafening.I sat frozen on my seat beside Raguel and the first thing I felt wasn’t anger. It wasn’t even embarrassment.It was jealousy.Because they looked…perfect.A wave of nausea crashed into me, followed by another spike of jealousy. Charlotte was beautiful in a way that gained attention without asking for it. Everything about her looked flawless.The confidence, the elegance, the familiarity with Raguel.She looked like she belonged there, with him.The King and his Queen.Beside them, I felt like a pathetic imposter.The whispers around the room confirmed what I already suspected.‘Charlotte.’‘She’s finally here.’‘Oh dear.’‘She’s staking her claim already.’Raguel didn’t lean into her touch. Instead, he went rigid, pushing her off his lap with a rough shove. Charlotte landed on her feet, smoothing the silk of her dress without losing her composure.Raguel’s expression hardened. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Charlotte?”Charlotte

47: Heat Night

LyraWhen I finally stepped out of the restroom and back into the hall, Raguel was waiting by the arched balcony doors. He looked up the moment I walked in, his amber eyes roaming my face.“Do not mind Charlotte, Lyra,” he murmured, his deep baritone filled with a rare tinge of exhaustion. He took a step toward me and took my hand in his. “I know she approached you in the bathroom. She’s just always been territorial.”But I couldn’t unsee the way Charlotte’s lips had claimed his, the possessiveness in her eyes when she’d spoken about him to me afterward. My stomach twisted at the memory, a hot sickness rising in my throat.I didn’t answer. I stood perfectly still, my hands fisting the fabric of my gown by my sides.“Come on, let’s retire for the night.” He tugged me gently, making way to the stairs that led to the suites. “Like I said, don’t bother yourself about Charlotte.”I nodded absentmindedly.But I wasn’t thinking about Charlotte anymore. My mind was playing a loop of Raguel in

48: Are You Okay, Lyra?

LyraBy the fifth shower, even the freezing water failed to quench the heat raging within. It only made me more hypersensitive, turning every drop of icy cold water into an agonizing tease against my flesh.I stepped back into the silver-bathed bedroom, my silk nightgown clinging to my damp body like a second skin. My core pulsed as a furnace, echoing the howls and moans from outside.I stopped dead, breath catching as my gaze landed on him.Raguel stood by the mattress, jacket discarded and shirt open, exposing the heavy rise and fall of his muscular torso. He raised his head as I entered. His dark eyes and clenched fists mirrored the unhinged torture consuming me.His piercing gaze undressed me. “Are you okay, Lyra?”I crossed my arms over my chest, the nightgown brushing my sensitive nipples. “I’m fine,” I lied, my voice cracking. “I’m perfectly fine.”Raguel let out a dark chuckle that sounded like a growl. He closed the distance between us, stopping close enough that I could feel

49: Are You Still With Me, Lyra?

LyraI drifted in and out of consciousness, reality snapping back as I felt the lingering throbs of orgasm. My body felt heavy, the sheets damp with sweat.Raguel’s chest rose and fell against me, his hand gently stroking my hair. He looked down, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.“Are you still with me, Lyra?” His voice was filled with amusement. “Or are you going to pass out on me again?”I tried to form a coherent response, but my brain was fogged. “I’m fine,” I managed to mumble into his shirt.He chuckled, reaching down to casually graze my lower lip with his thumb. “Fine? You were sobbing my name a few minutes ago, begging me to stop. Your pretty little pussy couldn’t handle it.”His fingers tightened in my hair, just enough to make me gasp. “Look at you, completely drained, sweetheart. And I haven’t even slid inside you yet. If you’re this weak from just my tongue, what do you think will happen when I finally sink my cock into that tight hole? You’ll probably faint before I'm

50: I Believe You

LyraRaguel pulled back slightly and let out a deep breath, his hands dropping from my cheeks to rest on the bed between us.“I understand if you do not believe me, Lyra,” he whispered lowly. He wouldn’t look at me, his gaze fixed somewhere on the rumpled sheets. “It is easier to believe the other side. It is simpler to believe I am just the heartless monster the world paints me to be.”“I believe you,” I interrupted.The words left my lips before my brain could even attempt to stop them.Raguel froze and I watched as shock overtook his features. His amber eyes snapped back to mine. He stared at me as if I had just spoken an foreign language.To be honest, I was just as surprised at myself too. The logical part of my mind should have been screaming for evidence. I should have been packing my bags, hunting for Omar’s business card, and running toward the nearest exit.A small smile suddenly touched Raguel’s lips, the kind that I had come to realise meant he was about to tease me. “Is t

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