Claimed By Labête: The Beast
she whispered as my grip on her wrist tightened.
I let her go, and she instantly got on top of me, straddling me. Her full breasts dangling. She was so beautiful, but why didn't I feel anything?
Even Zayne refused to make a move.
She leaned down and kissed me passionately, but I quickly pushed her off and got up instantly.
“My king,” she whispered, “don't you want me?”
“I need you to leave, Lucy.”
“What?” she asked, confused.
“I said leave,” I yelled. The sound came out raw, shaking the entire building to its core.