Chapter 4

Lusia It all happened in a blur. It took me so much time to digest what just happened. The Lycan King, Dane Haynes was holding onto me, and he was about to hand me the best night of my life. He grabbed onto my skirt and tore it off with immense strength. The attire he used to cover my body dropped from my shoulders before I could even feel his touch on my skin. We were in the backseat of his car. Who would have thought that my night would have ended like this? Being this horny and being about to be fucked by the Lycan king, my pack’s worst enemy. His hands grabbed my breasts and fondled them roughly. I moaned out in the car, leaning my head back on the headrest and letting him take control. His eyes were on me, and I could feel his warm breath brushing my cheeks. Next, he grabbed my breasts and placed one of them into his mouth, sucking on it gently. I could feel his tongue caressing one of my areolas and it drove me crazy. My body shuddered in excitement as I felt his wet tongue encircle my areola while the other one was being played with by his fingers. He was driving me insane, and I could feel the intensity of my heat skyrocket. I was going to climax only by his touch. My body shuddered in excitement and I could feel my body growing numb due to the substantial amount of pleasure that he administered to me. I was going crazy, crying out in pleasure as he fondled my breasts. And then, the climax hit me like a boulder, knocking the wind out of me. He stopped playing with my breasts as soon as he noticed this. My cheeks heated in embarrassment as I realized that I just climaxed in his car. My heat had gone down, but I was still aroused. I still wanted to feel him inside me. I wanted to feel how large he was. The feeling of having him ramming in and out of my walls like an unchained beast was what I wanted to experience tonight. And I could tell that he was ready for that as well. I had no other choice but to hand over my body to him. I was his just for tonight and he could do whatever he wished. King Dane grabbed my butt cheeks with a strong grip and placed his mouth on mine. His kiss was savage and rough. I could feel his tongue inside of my mouth, exploring and looking for nothing in particular. I was drawn into the kiss when he pulled out of the kiss, giving me a hard slap on the cheek. I gasped out in pleasure. “Yes!” I begged. He slapped me once again and the stinging pain brought me nothing but ecstasy. His rough hands reached for my panties and he tore them off in rage and disgust. I was fully naked now as I sat on the leather seat of his car. I was out of breath and staring into his icy cold blue eyes wondering what he was going to do next. My question was answered when he pulled down his pants. I couldn’t help but stare at his cock as it sprang free. It was hard, large, and bold. My mouth was watering as I stared at it. He grabbed me by my shoulders and made me sit on him. Holding me with a grip of a vice, he bent me over to him, our skins touching, and plunged his cock into me with force. I cried out in the car with pleasure before he began thrusting. His thrusts were like his touch, strong, hard and determined. His cock filled my walls and I had my eyes rolled back as he held my waist. King Dane rammed in and out of my walls with a steady tempo. I screamed out in the car but I doubted that anybody was going to hear us. My thoughts were no longer with the crowd back at the ballroom or with Alpha Finn who had seemed to fall out with the Lycan king. I was focused on satisfying my lust. As the Lycan king pumped his cock in and out of my walls. My body shuddered in excitement and another wave of climax wrecked my body. I fell on him limply, wasted and out of breath but that didn’t stop him. Before I could realize what was happening, I could feel my hands being bound. The rope stung in pain and I heard a fizzing sound as it burnt my skin. My eyes widened as I realized what I had been bound with. “They are ropes made from wolfsbane,” the Lycan king said, his voice cold and gentle like before. I gulped hard knowing that I was in for one hell of a night. King Dane made me kneel on the leather backseat with my head lying on the headrest and my hands were tied behind my back. His cock plunged deeper into me and I cried out as he spread my walls larger than before. He forced his cock in and out of me, and I cried out in pain and pleasure as he treated me like a whore I knew I was. We were both drenched in sweat, I could feel his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust he made and his balls slapping against my clitoris in a similar rhythm. A strong hand gripped my bound hands and another tugged at my hair as he kept slamming his cock in and out of my walls. I could feel myself drowning in an abyss of pleasure and there was no coming back from it. I was stuck, lost, and left for dead but I didn’t want to be saved. I could feel another wave of orgasm coming from the distance. It felt like a tsunami that was about to hit the shore. I cried out as I welcomed the orgasm. I screamed as another powerful climax hit my body, wrecking me and sending me into oblivion. I slumped on the leather seat, my hands stinging and burning in pain. And before I knew it, everything went black. *** I woke up to the feeling of my body shuddering. I blinked twice and tried to figure out where I was. I could feel a warmth beside me. A strong presence. It was Dane Haynes, the Lycan king. I almost forgot that we had sex in his car. That was the craziest sex I ever had. And now, he was rubbing my clitoris gently, preparing me for another round of orgasm. I looked into his blue eyes and they were cold, filled with no emotion. “Please,” I begged him, but he didn’t oblige. I felt another orgasm hit me and I screamed out, spilling my juice on him and the leather seat he sat on. I slumped on the leather side, lying on my side, wasted and spent. As I lay on my side trying to catch my breath, I felt a warm but sour liquid splash on my cheek. He had climaxed on me. “Thank you,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. After a few minutes of silence, I heard some movement beside me. “Now. Listen,” he said. “You can come with me and be my sex slave where you’d get to satisfy your lewd urges or you can leave my car and go back to that pitiful life you have.” “The choice is yours.” I gulped hard as I thought about it. But deep down, I already knew what my answer was. A chance of freedom. A chance I would gladly take.