I Accidentally Became The Lycan King's Woman

You Can't Escape Me

Zayne ran his right hand through his dark hair, pulling himself a bit more out of the water, revealing his hot, seductive body a bit more to Loiretta's eyes.

His well toned chest looked hard and his broad shoulders looked like the perfect shoulders to lean on. The hot water dripping down his body made him look so hot that for a moment, Loiretta thought it would not be so bad if this hot man had f****d her that night.

"Aren't you here to serve me, my tool?" Zayne questioned and Loiretta turned properly to face him a small, nervous smile flashing across her face.

"Get rid of that smile. I hate it." Zayne ordered and instantly the smile on Loiretta's face vanished. She stepped forward in fear, wondering how someone could hate smiles. She would never have believed it but yet there was someone who hated smiles and he was the extremely hot man in the hot tub standing just in front of her. Or maybe it was just her smiles that he hated?

"Get me a glass of wine." Zayne ordered and his voice set Loiretta into motion once more. She had to remind herself that her goal was not to serve the Lycan king but to get him to kill her.

Hardening her heart, she uncorked the bottle of expensive wine in front of her and poured it into a wine glass, then approached Zayne but with a stubborn smile on her face.

"What did I tell you about the smiles?" Zayne asked, his brows arching in annoyance. He absolutely hated to be disobeyed and would grow angry at being disobeyed but he could not find that anger in front of her.

The fact that she had not greeted him when she first stepped into the room would have been enough reason for him to get mad enough to kill her but that had not happened and even right now while she was smiling against his orders, he could still not reach that anger that would push him to kill her.

"Your Majesty, please have a glass of wine" Loiretta knelt gently by the hot bath tub, the glass wine in her right hand and smile still on her face. Her knees on the floor seemed to be shaking though and her hand holding the glass of wine shook terribly.

Her heart was pounding so hard that she was almost sure that King Zayne could hear her heartbeat.

'Do it already. Kill me already. I have gone against your words. Kill me like the devil you are' Loiretta said to herself and suddenly his hand reached forward but instead of reaching for her neck to snap her head off, it reached for her wrist and held her tightly.

"Loiretta Visterio." Zayne called in that deadly voice of his.

"Y-your majesty." Loiretta's voice quivered badly.

"Trying to get yourself killed so you can escape me so easily?" He suddenly asked, his green eyes settling on Lorietta who was looking away from the mesmerising pair of eyes and Loiretta's heartbeat tripled.

Had it been that obvious that she wanted to be killed by him?

"Raise your head up." He ordered and Loiretta did just as he said, slowly and fearfully.

"Look at me. Into my f*****g eyes." Zayne demanded, noticing that Loiretta was avoiding his gaze.

Loiretta looked into his eyes according to his orders and her heart almost exploded. She hated that even in this situation, those eyes looked so f*****g beautiful.

"You have been told that I would kill you for the tiniest mistake you make, right?" He questioned rhetorically and went on.

"They were right but not for you, Loiretta. You are not a maid here, you are my tool and I won't be getting rid of you without using you properly." He pulled Loiretta a bit closer to the tub, his hand still on her wrist.

"But I also won't stand my tool making mistakes. For every mistake you make in the future, someone in your Pack would be killed."

Loiretta gasped out loud.

"I don't care about your Pack one bit and I detest wolves so much. Killing one for every mistake you make would satisfy me better." his eyes turned even crueler.

"And if you attempt to commit suicide even once, Loiret. Be sure that I would save you, then drag you to the mountain from where you can see all of your Pack and I would burn it down to ashes and then I will bring your darling Alpha Daniel and kill him in front of you, smearing his blood all over you and spreading his battered flesh all over the mountain."

Loiret almost threw up at the mere visualisation of his words.

"I... I won't dare to make another mistake, your majesty and I will never attempt suicide." she cried out and bowed her heard sharply.

"Please, your majesty. Forgive your tool for being so stupid." she begged tearily and Zayne felt satisfaction running through him. But was it total satisfaction though?

When she had looked at him before bowing her head down, he had seen the emotion in her eyes and recognized it clearly. It was hatred for him and Zayne would never have cared about that but he just could not help it.

There was really something about her that he still could not place his hands on.

"Get up and leave already." Zayne groaned and Loiretta quickly shot up to her feet and turned towards the door to leave, the glass of wine still in her shaky hand.

She had almost gotten to the door when she stopped. She had to ask the question she had in mind if she was going to continue living as the tool of the Devil King.

She turned and went down on her knees, bowing her head deeply.

"Your majesty, I... I have a question I really want to ask your majesty"

Zayne frowned. He had just warned her to only follow his rules but here she was, flaunting his orders to leave and getting on her knees to ask him a question.

Zayne shut his eyes for a second, feeling his c**k throb underneath the water. He had brought her down on her knees that night he had spent with her and he had shoved his c**k into her mouth and now she had knelt down twice in front of him and all he could think of when he saw her on her knees was to shove his c**k back into her tiny mouth, f**k her face, spread those small lips and c*m all over her gorgeous t**s.

"What question?" Zayne found himself asking, his voice getting deeper with his sudden arousal.

"That night we spent together. The other night at the Pack, did we... Me and your Majesty, did we have s*x or not?" Loiretta questioned.

"Did you walk out of the room yourself the next morning?" Zayne replied her with a question.

"Yes, your Majesty"

"There goes your answer. You would be bedridden if I f****d that tight p***y of yours. Your mouth was put to good use though. A small and warm mouth."

Loiretta's eyes widened. How big was this man's c**k for it to have made her lips hurt so much the next day? But there was a question more urgent for Lorietta.

Why in the world was she feeling aroused with just those words from King Zayne? Why was his hungry gaze making her p***y tingle?

Loiretta knew her mind was so f****d up right now. So messed up. And it was all because of him, Zayne Vittorio.