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He looked so unreal, that I thought he was from a Greek god from a book mother was always reading to me each night. His eyes suddenly darkened and a low growl escaped his throat. I brought my head down from his gaze, I was so scared that I could not look up twice. “A pretty slave.” Cranon caressed my hair with his fingers, with an annoying smile. I bite the side of my cheek. “...for the Lycan King.” He muttered.

His words only seemed to aggravate Andrei further, just as I guessed, and his hands clenched tighter around my wrist, increasing the pain and chances that my wrist was going to snap any moment from now. “What’s wrong, Andrei? She was wandering around and I brought her in to have a meal. Isn’t she someone we are still going to decide on?” “There’s no decision to be made here, Kern. I brought her here to be my personal slave. Not any soul has a call on her.” He growls at him while Kern raises his hands in the air, shooting me a sympathetic glance. Certain he had passed across his point, Andrei dragged me out of Kern’s house. I was expecting him to lash out at me. However, the moment we step ou

It made him look so scary that I thought he would pounce on me anytime soon. This only meant one thing- the LYCAN king wanted his mate. I have heard stories about this, stores that I didn't believe were true. I stepped backwards, but before I could escape, he grabbed my hands and pulled me to himself. He forcefully inhaled my scent, making me lay on the bed. "Se..th" I called his name, suddenly recalling he had promised to help me if anything went wrong. I had expected the door to be open anytime soon and he would walk in, but instead the door got locked

"You don't have a choice in the matter, sweetheart. The Dark lord wants you to go pack your things now." Fueled by anger, I raised my eyes to them. I was tired of being pushed around, tired of being treated like a pawn in their games. "I am not some obedient pet to fetch and carry on command. You can tell your Dark lord that I refuse to be his plaything. Tell him that if he wants a pet, he can buy a fucking chihuahua." James Bond's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. It was obvious he was their ringleader. “You should watch your mouth, girl. You're treading on thin ice."

was still tangled up in Larry’s forbidden love. Draco’s fingers tangled in my hair, yanking my head back while he pounded into me from behind. “You’re a liar, Lily,” he snarled. “A pretty little liar with a cunt that tells the truth.” Another thrust. Another scream. “Tell me you’re mine.” My teeth clenched. I shook my head. He slapped my ass, hard. Then again. “Say it!” “I’m not yours,” I gasped, even as my body betrayed me, hips rolling back into every savage thrust.

Terry, seeing the dilemma, put a hand on Harry's shoulder and said softly, "What are you doing? Let her go first. She's just kind enough to want to help you!" "Kindness?" Harry sneered, "I'm afraid it's not! From the way they're dressed, you already know these two aren't any good!" Hearing that, Ilumina used all her strength to pull her arm away from Harry's control, "You're too rude! Do you believe I'm going to scream that you want to abuse me? Tough!" "Rude? The two of you are scoundrels! Don't think I don't know, you two always specialize in deceiving gullible and gullible students!" Harry gritted his teeth.

His anger boomed sending a shiver down to my spine once again. "She didn't do anything wrong then why are you treating her like this? And remember one more thing she is not your slave. She is a student like you. If you are going to treat her like this, you will learn your position." Harry warned like he is my mentor but I know him very well that he is not less than the heartless fellow. They both held eye stares like they are conducting the game and very adamant to defeat the opponent. If I was not trapped between these two monsters, I would have bought some popcorn and watch them fighting over.

The volume rose up to a point where Keverow had to slam her gavel down. “Silence! Silence!” She cried. Then she turned to look at Thorne. Her eyes were narrowed. “Do I mean to assume you’re accusing both Smith and the Headmaster, Alpha Blythwitch?” “No,” Thorne said with a shake of his head. “I don’t think the Headmaster would fall under this spell on his own. I think that Smith is a master in seduction and has seduced the Headmaster to fall under her spell.” “Spell?” Keverow snorted. “No sort of spell exists to cause someone to go against their species. I believe you received excellent marks in history. Did you not remember Headmaster Lunerly was one of the wolves who freed us?”

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

“We'll make sure everyone has a good time...” The stepdaughter did as she was told, stripping down to her cotton panties and lean thighs. Harry loved looking down at their panty clad pussies... seeing the bulge of their lips and the blatant wet spots formed on the material! It was utterly magical. He knew that in a few moments, his cock would be buried, for the first time, inside one of those tempting southern slits... and in this instant, he didn't even care which one came first! “Uhh... who's first?” Harry inquired, staring down the pair of delectable southern slits both with their plump, full lips and enticing liquids dripping out from within. The young man found himself quite literally u