Novel & Cerita Mato Seihei No Slave Fanfiction

The pain was excruciating. "Please, I am in pain." My pleas fell on deaf ears as his grip on my hair intensified. "I know you felt it too, the connection between us. I want to make one thing clear," he lowered his head and whispered into my ear, "Don't get any funny ideas. I can never mark you as my mate! You are a mere slave, and that is all you will be to me—a slave I can bed whenever I want." His finger trailed down my face and neck, pausing briefly at my bosom, which responded involuntarily. "Just like I will tonight," he snarled before releasing my hair. I immediately crumpled to the hard ground.

Do people still smell good after falling into a canal? “You know what, your Mom, will get mad at me when we go home right now. God, what if she’ll fire me because of this?” she seemed sad right now and I see tears dropping in her eyes, her hands are shaking. Why are our maids afraid of my Mom? She’s nice... for me I guess. “Don’t worry Yaya Celine, I won’t blame you. Indeed, it’s not your fault, it is my fault, not you. So, you don’t need to be worried.” I said and forced myself to smile.

The memories had shaken me to my core, but I was more composed now. King Ashton turned to the Seer, saying, "What the hell was that?" The Seer gazed at me attentively before responding, "So this girl is a mate to both of you." No one from the alphas responded, but I could feel how tense the atmosphere had become. "I suppose the silence means yes, though it's not a common occurrence for someone to be a mate to two Lycans, let alone to two alphas," the seer continued, breaking the tension in the room. "But this powerful connection actually holds significance."

said Amar with a smile staring at Axelina's innocent body in front of him right now. Will God give Axelina a chance to be happy, or vice versa? Axelina is forced to be Amar Trixeon's sex slave for the rest of her miserable life.

“She will be. She isn’t ungrateful, unlike the humans.” “You two are so much in love!” she said with a jealous pang. “We are… She is going to be my wife and she is my mate.” He crossed his hands across his chest. “Also stop asking foolish questions to me. No one in my kingdom questions their king and you are—” “A slave!” she completed his sentence brazenly. “I know, I know. You don’t have to remind me time and again.”

Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day. Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them. “It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.

I turned my head to his side and briefly held my breath. ‘Damn it. Why is he so handsome?’ Hate the idea that I was getting infatuated with a psycho, so I avoided his gaze very quickly. Then, I forged a cough. “Ahem.” Without looking back at him, I opened my lips, “I am here now. So, tell me. How should I pay you back and terminate the slave contract?” “You will work as a maid.” “Huh?” I uttered as I turned my head to his side. “You need more maid?”

I groaned. He turned me back from where he was leaning earlier and he faced me there. My position now was like a dog. From behind me, he opened my legs and continued to spread my pussy. "Your embarrassed reaction is giving me so much boner." He worked his way up over my back till I could feel his breath in my ear. "Starting today, you will be my sex slave." He paused for a moment and I heard his loud rumbling. When I witnessed him transform into his beast form, I lost all physical strength. "I've miraculously found you..." “....my mate.”

he snarled. "It's not true, it's not true, Syzar," she wanted to cry out and say, but she couldn't move; her body felt as if she could barely think anymore. Syzar had come once more, spilling his seed onto her ass while he watched, dipping his fingers into her pussy to push the slipping cum back in. “You need to be trained well; you need to be my willing slave, Ayvoc,” he called once more as he climbed off, this time releasing Celeste.

“Alisa wasn't a true friend but the fiancee of a Mafia Lord who operates an underground sperm donor ring. He was a potential target to his ancestry. Now he's been forced to accept the eight year–” Another chuckle came up again but I had to force myself to continue. “He called Rhys, his friend, to reach out to me if I can help save him from Matteo’s hands.” “I'd stone such an asshole to death.” Mom snapped, another reason to laugh more but I wasn't done. “But guess what I told him?” They each shook their heads, eyes curious. They were eager to hear what I said to him. “I want him as my sex slave in a femdom, male-sub relationship. I haven't heard from him since then. The day of his pickup is