Shifted Fate: From Slave To Wolf Queen
Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.
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âYes please.â She begs.
âThen fucking let me in.â I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
âHere that baby, thatâs the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.â
âLazarus.â She moans painfully, âPlease let me come.â
Iâm doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. Iâm definitely hurting her, âWanna come?â I rasped, âNot until I say so.â
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
âFuck yes.â I smile sadistically, licking her tears. âCry for me Ma Cherie.â
âPlease, please let me come My King.â She pleads.
âSay it again.â Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, âMy King, please let me come. Iâll be good.â
I chuckled, âTry your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.â