Bound To The Lycan King

Chapter4

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. Long and extra-thick, his member jutted proudly in front of her, visible veins trailing from the head to the root. And big. Huge. That would definitely not fit into her, Aurora thought.

It plunged into her unexpectedly, and she let out a loud scream, trying to pull away, but his hand pinned down her hands above her head firmly.

A warning snarl tore from his throat as he pulled out and slammed back in, more brutal than the first thrust.

Aurora screams rented the air. “Stop, it hurts!!”

But, her pleas only fell on deaf ears, his grip on her butt cheek tightened as he pulled out again, then slammed back in, deeper this time. His pace was unforgiving.

Her head spun as pain shot through her entire body. Never in her wildest dream did she imagine her first time to be this brutal.

Pulling out completely, he lifted her up effortlessly with one hand. Throwing her on the bed roughly, he hovered over her. A sound of frustration escaping his lips, his back bowed, and he thrust in again. This time, he seems to have gotten his desired destination as he kept thrusting, each thrust making her scream in agony. Tears rolled down her face.

Whimpers escapes Aurora's lips. “It hurts.”

“Please, wait…!” She tries to pull away, but his claw-hands only tightened on her waist and her leg. It was like a big hard pole is weighted in front of her, searching for ways to pierce through her body.

She felt as if he might split her in two if he kept going, but suddenly, it started to feel different. Her body reacted, heating up. Her wet core throbbed, tightening around his member.

Aurora didn’t know what was happening, but she didn’t like it. Her body was sending a fleeting message.

Was she experiencing heat? She must be mistaken, from what she has read, that only happens when you longed for your mate.

Her thoughts were shattered when the Lycan King hands rested on her neck, his grip firm as he continued plunging into her.

Aurora screamed as he shoved her to an unexpected climax, she turned to a puddle beneath him, her hands tightening on the sheet. His mouth descended on her neck…he covered the vein with his lips and sucked. Hard.

“Oh…!” Her screams turned strangled as a pleasure she has never felt before whipped through her like a lashing fire. Her body jerked, pushing forward repeatedly to his plowing, ruthless thrusts.

“Gawd!” he exclaimed for the first time, his soul exploded with the tip of his c**k, spewing out an emotion, a need, a compulsive hunger as he emptied his thick, hot and life-giving semen in her. Finally, he pulled out of her, but almost immediately, he flipped her over, making her chest lay on the bed.

Aurora felt his large hands press against her thighs, parting her legs further and lifting them slightly. His muscles tightened, his power on full display. He was beautiful, terrifying, and completely lost to his rut. His hands left her thighs, grabbing her butt, he plunged in deeply.

*****

Calantha kept pacing to and fro, her hands on her waist. She paused for a while, her leg still vibrating.

Lady Raulina sighed. “You have to calm down, my lady.”

“Calm down? Did you just say, calm down?” Calantha yelled, making Lady Raulina flinch. “Why is she yet to come out? On a norm, three slaves would have died, no one could handle the king's rut, not even me, his fiancée.”

“That's more reason for you to be calm, no one can survive the king's rut” Lady Raulina comforted. “Her enduring until this moment shows she is strong, I commend her for that” she added, this earned her a glare from Calantha.

“If you are going to rub salt in my wounds, get out. In fact, I no longer want you here, leave” Calantha ordered, and Raulina immediately did as she was told.

“Ahhh” Calantha yelled in frustration, she looked at the table before her, banging her fist on it, she pushed all items off the table.

Her position was at stake, if that slave can survive his rut, Kaiden might call off their engagement. She was only an option, he has been unable to find his mates despite searching for over a decade, the reason he keeps entering rut frequently. The elders convinced him to get a woman to fill in as his Luna since he was yet to find his mate, and then she luckily got chosen.

“I can't afford to lose my position, I would not let anyone take what is mine” Calantha said, anger laced in her voice.

Calantha suddenly stopped pacing, a wide grin slowly making its way to her face. How could she forget something so important? The king never remembers anything he does during rut or anyone he sleeps with. If perhaps she survives the rut, you would take the slave and find out her secret, then finish her up secretly. No one would search for her, everyone will assume her to be dead anyway.

But, Calantha still felt pissed. I wish I could handle his rut, then we would not need to resolve to bringing in different women to satisfy him. Kaiden belongs to me, I should be the only one with access to his body, Calantha thought bitterly. If she continued staying here, she might die of tension, she has to go confirm if the slave was still alive first.

Putting on her robe, Calantha made her way to the King's chamber, rushing. On getting to the hallway, her eyebrows furrowed confused as she was not sure if she was hearing right. Calantha hastened her step, stopping in front of the King's chamber, a minute later, her pupil dilated in shock. Maybe she heard wrongly, placing her ears on the door, her eyeballs widened as though they would pop out of their sockets.

Instead of the slave to be screaming in pain, and yelling for help, she was moaning in pleasure. Calantha's lid felt heavy, and before she knew what was happening, her legs gave way, everything going blank.