A. Vitiosis

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.
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“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

From Slave To Wolf Queen

I frowned, tilting my head and studying them, rather perplexed by the ordeal. “I don’t get it; it’s been four days and Lazarus let Thalion stay here. He doesn’t even like him.”


Karina hummed, “King Lazarus even asked that I take good care of Prince Thalion.”


I jerked my head towards her, wide-eyed and flabbergasted. “Lazarus must be sick.”


A crunching sound warped around us, distorting the silence we were using to conceal our appearances. We turn our heads, discovering Lila munching on a bag of chips, “Why is that a bad thing?” She asked.


“Shh.” Karina and I say in unison, “Can’t you see we are trying to hide.”


Lila’s eyes widened, “Oh.” she crouches down next to us, and we collectively watch the scene unfold. “Why are we watching them eat?”


“Because Lazarus prefers to eat breakfast alone.” I replied.


“Not entirely, he likes eating with Bellatrix.” Karina remarked in a whisper.


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