Bound To The Lycan King

Chapter3

Aurora sat in the vehicle quietly as they journeyed deep into the woods. The man who won the bid has surprisingly not said anything or made any move, but he doesn't seem to be ordinary, she could just sense it.

The carriage finally came to a halt after an hour, it was already midnight. An elderly woman rushed to meet them, the man whispered something in her ears and disappeared.

“Follow me” the woman ordered sternly, and Aurora did as she was told, her eyes darting from her to there. Although it was late and dark, she noticed the structure of the building to be magnificent.

“Hasten your steps” the woman yelled, calling Aurora out of her trance.

They came to a halt in front of a room, and the woman nudged her to go in. She got into the room, and met four ladies dressed in a uniform, they are probably maids. They should be asleep by now, what exactly is going on here? Aurora thought.

“Take off her clothes” the woman who brought her here ordered, and Aurora's pupils dilated in shock.

“Yes, Lady Raulina” the ladies chorused, coming for Aurora.

“What is going on here?” Aurora questioned, but her words hung on the air as she was ignored.

After stripping her of every piece of clothing she had on, they led her to the bathroom, making her lie in the bathtub.

“Don't tell me you are trying to bathe me. Am I some sort of toddler? If you need me to take my bath, I would do it myself” Aurora retorted, but once again she got no reply.

“Just great” she muttered under her breath, only to receive a glare from one of the ladies which shut her up.

They scrubbed her body thoroughly as though they were trying to peel off all impurities off her skin. After the bath, she was made to wear a transparent nightgown, her hair well trimmed and treated.

Aurora felt good, this was the first she is getting this kind of treatment, but she still feels like there's more. She was bought as a slave, but here are other people serving her, something was off.

“Follow me” Lady Raulina ordered immediately they were done.

“Out? Like this?” Aurora questioned as she stared at what she was putting on.

A scoff escapes Lady Raulina's lip. “You are in no place to throw questions, let's go.”

“If only she knew what awaits her, she would be sober” one of the ladies said under their breath, but Aurora heard. Although curious, she didn't ask any further question.

Lady Raulina led the way, stopping at a giant door, minutes later. “One piece of advice, no matter what you see in there, don't run.”

Aurora furrowed her brows confused, before she could ask any questions, she was pushed in, the door shut behind her. Aurora looked around the dimly lit room trying to adjust, her eyes were still roaming the room when she caught sight of something that sent her mouth agape.

Right before her was a huge mountain lion, it's amber green eyes almost boring holes into her skin.

Aurora's eyes widened in fear, there is only one person in the whole realm who is a mountain cougar and wolf. The Lycan King of the Nightshade pack, she had read about him, the writings didn't do justice to the sight before her. Aurora took two-step backward shuddering in fear, she knows she was instructed not to run, but she can't help it. Running to the door, she tried to rush out, but the door was looked.

The Lycan King was definitely in his rut, she had heard of ruts and the uncontrollable desire that came with them, the periods of intense, primal urgency that not even the most civilized of her kind could resist. She has to get off here as soon as possible before he shreds her into pieces. “Help, open the door” Aurora screamed, hitting the door furiously in panic.

The mountain lion let out an ear-splitting raging howl that would have shaken the towers if its foundation was not so strong and solid. Aurora looked back only to see him standing behind her, her heart raced as she stood paralyzed.

His nose pressed into the crook of her neck, sniffing deeply, as if her scent were some addictive elixir. He then let out a satisfied, guttural groan.

Aurora trembled. The man held her in a dead grip, slight tremors ran down her body. He is holding her tight, Aurora thought. Too tight. But she held on in fear, breathing harshly into his sweaty neck.

Caged in by him. His claws dug into her waist, cutting the skin. Then, his lips descended on hers. The kiss was savage. Hard. Overwhelming in its intensity.

Aurora yelped into his mouth, trying to pull away. His claws dug in the more as he held on tighter.

Don't run away, Aurora remembered Lady Raulina's warnings. She kept still like she was instructed, closing her eyes, she allowed the kiss to swallow her whole. Her body came alive to his touch, her insides fluttering, her heart beating faster in her chest.

His lips plundered hers, his tongue delving into her mouth over and over again. Each time, stronger, deeper than the last time until Aurora felt like he was trying to plunder her soul. Like the fire he's igniting will burn away her soul.

In quick motions, he ripped the piece of clothing she had on, his hands went to her thighs, spreading it wide for him. He thrust once, the force of it banging her back against the wall.

Pain and pleasure shot through her body at the same time. An animalistic growl of frustration rumbled from his throat as his other clawed-hand left her waist and reached for her panties to tear it away.

She could feel his member against her thigh, firm, hard, and ready. Its tip pressed against her folds, Aurora's eyes snapped open wide.

He was huge. Far too huge for her to take.