Alle Kapitel von My Savage Captor Wants Me Pregnant!: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

"Let me go! Get off me!" Rosen fought, but Killian subdued him so easily it was humiliating. “Nnngh—!” Rosen gasped.One arm. That's all it took — one arm around his waist, lifting him off his feet, carrying him back from the door as if he weighed nothing more than a pillow.By the time Killian dropped him on the bed, Rosen was panting. His whole body heaving, every muscle spent from a struggle that had accomplished absolutely nothing.Killian, by contrast, wasn't even breathing hard."All that squirming," Killian said, rolling his shoulders, "has really got my blood up." His smouldering gaze dropped to his own trousers, where the tent was unmistakable — thick, straining the fabric, twitching with a pulse of its own. "See what you do to me, little bird? You can't even throw a tantrum without making me hard."Rosen's eyes caught the bulge and his stomach lurched. He looked away fast. "I don't need your essence!" he spat. "I'm not in pain right now — I don't need anything from you!""

"If you let me go, I won’t do any of that."Killian's lips twitched.At this moment — watching Rosen's wet eyes plead up at him — Killian felt something dangerously close to pity stir in the bottom of his chest.The boy was too naive.He was still trying to bargain with him.Still foolish enough to believe that if he promised to behave, Killian might simply open his hand and let him walk away.Poor little bird.He made the consumption way too easy. Killian leaned down. His tongue flicked over Rosen's nipple. Then he sucked.Rosen cried out. Killian sucked harder — lips sealed around the bud, his tongue swirling, lapping. His teeth grazed the pebble and Rosen yelped—“Eek—! Ah!”Then Killian moved to the other one, engulfing it, his tongue flicking the stiff peak while his fingers squeezed and rolled the first.He went back and forth — nipple to nipple — as though he couldn't choose, couldn't stop, couldn't get enough. His groans vibrated against Rosen's chest and his hips ground agai

Rosen felt insulted by the mockery. His teeth sank deeper. His nails scratched harder against Killian's flesh, desperation turning every movement more vicious. He wanted a reaction. A sound. Anything that would prove Killian Veyr could be hurt.But the monster hovering over him wasn't even bothered. If anything, he looked entertained — like he was watching a puppy growl at its own reflection.And that made Rosen even more furious.Killian let it go on. Let the boy bite and scratch and rage against the mountain of his body, wanting to see how far that little fury could burn."I'd let you have more fun," Killian hissed, "but I can't cum in my pants when your hole needs it more."And with that he wrenched Rosen off his shoulder. Rosen landed on his back, bouncing on the mattress. And before he could draw breath, Killian clamped his wrists. Both of them. One hand. Pinned them above the boy's head against the pillows.Rosen's chest rose and fell with exertion. His teeth were smeared with a

Forgive him?How naive of Rosen to truly believe that this dark, consuming lust, this relentless urge to pin him down and claim him, was an act of political revenge for the war.He wasn't doing this for vengeance. Rosen had simply driven him irretrievably insane."You foolish, naive little bird," Killian growled softly against Rosen’s temple. "Do you really think I'm doing this for revenge?"Rosen hiccuped, his tears soaking into Killian’s skin. "Then... then why can't you just let me go?!""Because you belong to me," Killian stated. He smoothed his hand down Rosen’s spine. "Relax your muscles, Rosen. I'll try to be gentle."Rosen tried. He desperately tried to relax, but the sheer size of the monster pressing against him made his body lock up in pure terror. His entrance clamped down like a vise."Fuck," Killian cursed under his breath.Realizing the boy was too terrified to take him, Killian shifted back down the bed. He grabbed Rosen’s knees, spreading his legs wide apart, exposing

“And who are you looking for?”The woman standing in the doorway had golden-blonde hair and striking green eyes. For a brief second, Azriel wondered if he had somehow stumbled into the presence of a female version of the doctor he’d spent the last few days worrying about.“Is the d-doctor here?” he stammered.He wasn’t even sure he had the right place. On his way to the hospital pharmacy to pick up Olen’s prescription, he had caught a glimpse of a familiar figure being wheeled through one of the corridors.Now he was standing directly outside one of the VIP ward, wondering if his eyes had deceived him.“And why are you looking for him?” the woman asked sharply.She didn’t move from the doorway.Azriel swallowed. “W-well… uh…”His confidence disappeared almost instantly beneath her stare. Then a familiar voice came from inside.“It’s you?”Azriel’s head snapped toward the sound. He peered past the woman and saw Luken sitting propped up in a hospital bed. Luken’s gaze was filled with s