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Banished From My Village And Mated To The Cursed Heir And His Brothers

[MATURE CONTENT] In a land plagued by creatures with a centuries old curse, the villagers of Ironedge are separated from the forest of Azar by beaded shaman strings to protect them from the dangers beyond. Yué was born different—silver hair the color of the moon and two toned eyes, the hue of shimmering gold and the Tamir ocean. Ever since he and his father moved to Ironedge 15 years ago, more beast attacks have been happening along the borders, causing the villagers to fear them. But when the Governor of Ironedge falls for Yué's unnatural beauty and his advances are rejected, he brings Yué to trial unfairly. For craving the touch of men, he is cast out into the forbidden Azar forest as all the others who were guilty before him to be devoured by wolves. But right when they start chomping, The Cursed Heir of Mythos himself saves Yué and brings him into a world of magic, danger, and secrets pertaining Yué’s family past he never knew existed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect in this novel? - Dark Fantasy - Cultivation - Original Lore - There's curses, Chinese gods, and other cultures weaved into the areas around the map. - Fighting - Elves and magic and mythical creatures, including Wendigo's. So much more! Come check it out and be sure to join the discord! Discord: https://discord.gg/RHZcxJu8DM

TheLastRemnants · Fantasy
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56 Chs

19.| My Pet

[Song For Scene: Elley Duhe - Middle of the night]

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Yuè's dreams were filled with hands and lips pressed to his sensitive skin, words whispered in his ears, the flash of blue eyes and then crimson. Obsidian one's peered down at him while their owner held a smile on their lips. So many hands gripping, stroking, touching. 

'Don't worry, I'll make it fit.' A whispered promise against his ear. 

'I knew you wanted to be her.' A teasing kiss on the inside of his thigh that sent licks of pleasure and anticipation up his spine. 

A rough hand grabbed his chin, forcing him to gaze up into crimson red eyes, another gripping his cock, squeezing it teasingly. There was a smirk on soft lips before they pressed heatedly against his own, demanding all that he was, owning him entirely. 

'What a good pet for your Master.'