Mate To The Tyrants のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

 “I’m coming with you.”  The words left her mouth instantly. The chance to slip away to Lydia was suddenly secondary. Blaise was her mate. If vampires killed him, everything she had endured would mean nothing. Lydia would understand; with Ronan gone she would also be safer.  Kaela’s fingers found the moonstone bracelet and rubbed the stones hard. Had he already been injured when he sent the gift? Had he lied to keep her from worrying?  “No. You’re too weak.” Ronan’s scoff was final. “We haven’t trained you properly. You’ll be a burden. Speed matters. You’ll slow me down.”  She couldn’t match his pace. He would have to carry her the entire way and rest more oft

 He fucked her against the cave wall like she weighed nothing, every upward thrust striking the exact place that made her see stars. His mouth returned to her breasts, teeth and tongue working her nipples while one hand kept her steady and the other found her clit again.  “Who’s your Alpha?” he demanded, voice raw. “Who’s fucking this greedy little cunt right now?”  He slowed deliberately, dragging himself out inch by inch until she was nearly empty.  “You—Ronan—it’s you!” The name tore from her on a sob of pure need.  Satisfied, he slammed back in and set a punishing rhythm. His fingers rubbed her clit without mercy, pulling back the hood so every nerve was exposed. She was in

 “I appreciate your kindness, Beta Blaise.”  Lydia bowed low. The loose top slipped further, nearly spilling her breasts into open view. Kaela stared, unsettled. The Lydia she had known in Ashclaw had always been proper—the two of them laughing together at Vivienne’s theatrics. This version, soft-spoken and deliberately revealing, felt like a stranger wearing her friend’s face.  Blaise’s frown only deepened. He stood motionless, expression so cold and closed that for a moment the twins looked interchangeable.  A sudden rush of wind tore past them. Kaela squeezed her eyes shut against the grit. When she opened them again, Ronan had appeared as if from nowhere. His hand was locked around Lydia’s throat, lifting her clear off the ground. Her face was already turn

 Lydia’s eyes fluttered open, bleary and unfocused, before locking onto the three figures standing over her. A snarl twisted her mouth, but the reality of her situation quickly registered. The silver chains bit into every inch of exposed skin. Her arms were pinned beneath the packed earth. Any attempt to shift would only drive the metal deeper and grind dirt into the open burns.  There was a cold elegance to the cruelty. Kaela did not want her dead, but she would not make escape easy. Lydia had already endangered Blaise once. That was more than enough.  And deeper still, the attempted seduction of her mate still burned.  “Stop moving,” Kaela said quietly. “You’re only making it worse.”  “You did this

 " You got injured? By a human? Petral, you’ve gotten sloppy."  A woman’s sharp voice cut through the fog in my mind, causing my eyes to flutter open. I realized I was lying on the floor, bound and tied in bright silver chains.  How ironic. They had treated me the same way I treated Lydia. Thankfully, I didn’t feel any pain, but the metal was cold, and the floor was even colder.  From my limited vantage point on the floor, I could only see a stone ground, with rocks strewn around everywhere. One was digging into my mid back like a particularly persistent masseur with a very pointy finger.  And there were two pairs of shoes in front of me. One pair featured expensive leather loafers, and the other a pair of pointy red heels.