Slave to the Ruthless Lycan King

KING XAVI

AUDREY

I jerked up and shrieked as a sudden slosh of liquid hit my face. The liquid blurred my vision, and the corners of my eyes stung as drops of water quickly ran into them. I raised my hands and heard the sound of chains; my hands were bound, but I dragged my palm over my face to wipe away the water dripping down and drenching my chest.

I forgot where I was until I heard those angry voices. The beasts took me. How long have I been asleep? I winced as pain shot through my body. My hands and legs were still bound in fetters.

"Bring her to the chiefess," one of the people in the room said to the others and left. I couldn't see their faces because the whole place was dark, but I knew they were women from their voices.

The other girls quickly grabbed me, and I whimpered in pain. My whole body ached from all the gashes and bruises on my skin, but my captors didn't care. They made me stand, but my legs wobbled, and I crashed to my knees.

"We don't have all the time, despicable human!" one of the girls yelled.

"Please," I whispered, but none of them heard me. Tears ran down my cheeks, but even that hurt because I had little cuts on my face. Everything I did would hurt me. My whole body felt like I had been thrown down a very high cliff.

"What a weak creature, she can't even stand," one of them said in disgust.

I felt hands grabbing me up forcefully and started dragging me away. My legs were weak, my feet scrubbed the hard floor. Soon, my eyes were blinded by the bright light, it hurt me, and I gasped. I think my eyes have been accustomed to the darkness. My eyes were shut until the movements stopped. I was roughly pushed to the floor. I cried out in pain as my head hit the hard floor. I curled up on the floor.

"Remove the fetters from her," I heard the voice of an older woman.

I felt the chains being removed from my body. I was shivering, not knowing if it was from cold or if my body was quivering on reflex. My eyes were still shut because my eyelids were too weak to move.

"Take her to the river and wash her up, for now, she won't bathe with us, we don't know what vermin she carries," I heard another woman say. Her voice was that of a younger woman.

There was silence in the room for a while before the older woman spoke again. My throat and lips were parched, and my head was banging terribly. I didn't do anything to deserve their torture, but I guess I was created to be a sacrificial lamb. I was paying for whatever my kind did to these beasts. I prayed for death to take me away, but death never comes when one wants it. I felt hands around me again, they raised me and started dragging me away from the room.

"Easy with her, so she will still be alive for the Lycan king."

"Yes, chieftess," the girls answered. I was dragged away.

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XAVI

I sat leaning back on the chair, watching the slave kneeling in front of me. As the Alpha and the king of my people, my needs come first. It's been a few weeks since the death of Zina, my mate and I could have any woman I wanted.

I watched her as she reached out for my flaccid c**k and ran her hands up and down. I stared approvingly at her as she tried her best to please me. But I was not pleased, I have not been pleased for the past few weeks since I lost my mate; thinking about it gets me mad, and it infuriates me to know that the little human I was supposed to hate was my mate. Her smell had intoxicated me so much when I met her that I almost forgot why I went there, and Tigeris, my wolf kept chanting 'mate' 'mate' when I saw her that I almost shoved my fingers into my own throat to stop him.

She was a weak girl, not my type, not my kind, but why had the moon goddess decided to play such a trick on me? I didn't tell anyone about it yet because I hadn't believed it. How could I be mated to a weak human? How could I be mated to the daughter of a man that killed my lovely mate and had tormented my people for a long time? I was so mad about the tingling sensation that shot through my body when I touched her that I wanted her to die on that first day. I swore to myself that I would never accept her and that I would never let her go. I will make her pass through the pain I am passing through. I will make her pay for everything. I will.

"Now, take me in," I said to the slave, stroking my now erect shaft.

"Yes, Alpha," she said tentatively and wrapped her lips around my fat d**k.

She pushed her face down, taking me in inch by inch until she was gagging from the fatness. She slowly pulled back and pulled in again. Gradually at first, but increased her speed with time, yet I didn't feel all the frustration leaving me. I needed something to channel all that frustration, and the chieftess said that the little human slave was still weak from all the brutality. I haven't even shown her what brutality was yet.

That was why I hated them. They were only sly with no strength; put silver and holy objects aside, they were all weak little things. It was several days now since we returned from the raid in her village, and she was still unconscious. I needed her, I needed to pound my anger into her. I stood from the chair in my full glory. The slave sucking my manhood scooted back and watched my erection with a shimmer of lust. I could see the eagerness in her eyes.

"Open your mouth," I said. She opened her mouth, and I pushed my length into it. "Now, give me all the pleasure I need."

"Yes, my Lord." She started to flick her tongue around my cap.

I have been doing this before I found my mate. All the single females were fans of my shaft and would always clamor for a night with me. I was hardly impressed by any of them, which was why they always tried their best to give me the utmost satisfaction. Zina had been themed as lucky when I found her as a mate, but I was blessed to have her. When unaroused, I was about four inches, but when I was hard and excited, I was about seven inches or more, which was too much for some slaves to take in.

I pushed into her mouth, and she gagged and made some guttural noise. I pushed in again, slowly, until I could push in smoothly. I grabbed her hair, held her in place, and began pounding ferociously into her mouth. She tried to pull back and catch her breath, but I didn't let her. I held her head steady and pounded. She kept gagging as the tip of my erection kept hitting the back of her neck.

After a while, I pulled out of her mouth, she gasped and excessive liquid dropped from her mouth. I aimed my shaft back into her mouth and continued banging, feeling my release build. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I couldn't suppress the moan that escaped my throat.

"I am coming," I warned her, ready to release the two weeks load inside her mouth. "Now!" I released her hair, and she pulled back as my semen spurt out, landing all over her face. She opened her mouth to drink in the one she could while smiling with satisfaction. I was released for some time and stopped. My whole stress seems to have disappeared now.

Rising before me, she bowed and grabbed her dress. "Would that be all, Your Majesty?"

"Leave," I said coldly as I took the robe she offered me. She bowed and made to leave the door. "Prepare my bath and get word from the chieftess and the healer about the human slave." Thinking of her made my heart skip again, and I felt anger building up in my stomach.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The slave bowed again and left. I slid my golden sword into my sheath just before a knock came on my door. I glanced towards the door and turned to my golden crown on the ottoman beside my bed. "Come in."

The heavy oak door swung open and shut with a faint thud. I didn't look back, but I perceived my Beta's scent. His footstep stopped in the middle of the room, and he waited. I didn't bother to look back.

"What do you want, Dwayne?"

"I have some news," he said without hesitation.

"It better be good." I turned to face him.

"The Pinewood pack wedged a war against us."

I chuckled. "Are they out of their mind?" Pinewood pack was a group of rogues who formed a pack together and were a terror to other miniature packs. I have heard so much about them, but they had never dared to come against me.

"The thing is that they have grown much in number," Dwayne said with seriousness. Whenever he spoke like that, whatever it was wasn't good. My curiosity spiked.

"How many exactly?"

"They have over one thousand warriors. Word has it that those warriors are trained day and night. Zoro, their leader, has a special skill. We can't go against them alone, we need the help of another pack."

"Do whatever you have to. Gather all the warriors of the pack, we have to devise a strategy to defeat them."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Dwayne bowed and hurried off.

I huffed and sat down. I have warriors camping at the boundaries of our land with the humans. I knew that the humans would try to revolt soon, and I wanted us to be ready for them at any time, but how would I manage my forces with the looming war from Pinewood?