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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasy
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620 Chs

Pain And Pleasure At Once

(From Blue's Perspective)

He got me out of my pants completely and ripped my undergarment with a crispy noise, which was satisfying, but utterly unnecessary. 

I did not even bother asking him what was the point of ripping it when he could just take it off just like he did with the pants. I had been with him for long enough to know that not everything he did needed a reason, sometimes they were done on a whim and he did not care enough to think if he should do it or not. In his mind, whatever he did was right and even if it was not, he did not care. 

He kissed my thighs, slowly going up. And then I felt it. His tongue was on my sensitive spot. I let out a moan as his tongue licked my clit and then over the opening. He gently licked me, as if he was worshipping my body.