Lycan King’s Nemesis

I was very tired when the car dropped us off at the palace that evening. It was an eventful day. However, I enjoyed every minute of working with those people at the arena. As I stepped into my room, I was already anticipating the next day to come.

I removed every ounce of dress on me and made my way to the bathroom where I quickly showered in a cold shower, from head to toe, ridding myself of every dusty grime acquired in dirtying my hands while at work.

When I came out, I thought of going for my training but my body was weak so I opted to rest first hence I went out to check on Tyler for his promised training with me.

The moment I wore my grey robe and hit the bed, the door opened and Ashton strutted in. I changed positions on the bed to look at him as his scent drew closer-gauging if to speak to him or mind my business.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He didn’t spare me a look as he strolled to the closet to begin removing his black garters. Recently, I’ve noticed he wore those a lot. Must be his favourite ensemble. I watched intently as he gradually removed the shirt and tossed it into the hampster, followed by his trousers. It wasn’t long before the bed covers rustled with his weight as he sat down facing away from me.

I could sense something was off.

I lifted my hand to touch his back, hesitated and let it fall back on the bed. I don’t know how he would react if I asked him what was going on but despite everything that happened downstairs, I couldn’t just ignore him like that.

“Ashton?” I dared to ask. “Are you okay?”

“What do you care?” He grunted, his wide shoulders hunched over. I could literally feel the hostility oozing off him. Once more I lifted my hand to comfort him in a way to prove that I cared about him. If only he would give us a chance instead of this continuous clash between us.

However, I dropped my hand and cleared my throat. I wasn’t that brave. “If it would do you good to know, I actually care.” I fell on my back and faced the ceiling. “Unlike you, I am dedicated to this union and would never do the kind of things you do to me in front of other people.”

He shifted until I could see his solemn expression. From this angle, his jaw was taut and sharp-angled. Like, he was gritting his teeth. Albeit, I knew he wasn’t. It was just his usual whenever he was with me. It reminded me of what Abby said about him laughing before. Is he ever going to show me that aspect of him someday?

“You have no idea how much your coming into my life has messed things up for me.” He spat. “I was happy until you came along. I had my life, doing what I wanted when I wanted. Then, what did you do?” I just observed him quietly, hoarding my emotions from hurting from his statements.

‘Give him time’ was what Abby said.

“I am only trying to help, Ashton. Don’t be mean,” I let out when he stopped talking. “I’m sorry if… I wasn’t what you wanted. I thought-” I swallowed my next words and looked down, his orbs becoming too intrusive. “I will just… let you be.” I commenced looking up at the white ceiling, already knowing that my evening rest was ruined.

He looked away sharply and the next thing he climbed on the bed. It earned my attention once more. What is he doing?

“Time is ticking fast,” he hedged. “The elders will soon ask what is going on. We need to put more effort in producing an heir.” He grabbed the white quilt covering half my leg and yanked it away.

“I-” I sat up on my elbows, lacking words. I recoiled from him. Not from repulsion. But afraid he would see what was happening since he sat down there. My body was ready for him. The medium between my legs was fully wet merely by his presence. “We-we can do it at night.”

“I can’t wait.”

“This-” He nudged my legs apart and settled between them, taking the hem of my robe to lift up. When I made to twist away, he stopped and pinned me with an outrageous look. “I have training to go for.” I finished in a feeble voice, already growing weak.

“You can always go, Gwen.” I blushed as his hand palmed my butt cheeks and his eyes lifted in awareness at finding me bare.

“I-I just wanted to sleep a while before going down for training…” I gasped as he pulled my leg forcefully and I fell back, his hands arresting my arms above my head. Why did I feel the need to explain myself to him?

“Ash_ Arh.” My spine shot off the bed as his fine fingers cupped my cunt and massaged me. “Let’s talk_Yeah…” His stroke was becoming intense and his eyes that were planted on me turned darker.

Instinctively, my legs fell wider apart to give him room for more of that sweet administration. His thumb grazed over my clit once and twice and my head plunged into the pillow as my moan amplified.

“What do you think you are doing with Tyler?” I suddenly heard him ask.

My head was clouded with the sweet sensation in my pussy that every other thing seem dizzy. “I-I.. yes, like tha_”

“Answer me!” He stopped and flipped my front on the bed to expose my ass to him. Next thing his hand came down hard on my ass in a loud smack. “Do you think he is better than me?”

“No-stop,” I cried as the sweet sensation was replaced by a sharp sting. Not again.

The smack came harder this time. “You think you can disgrace me by whoring yourself to a lower member of my pack.”

“St-stop, please… I will never do that.” I attempted to thrust my waist to the side, trying to free my hands that he still held captive. Everywhere was starting to ache. And still, my pussy got wetter.

“You pretend to be a saint, little wolf, but I know what you are trying to do.” He whispered huskily in my ear, hovering like a giant dragon over my smaller frame. “But, let me tell you something…” his fingers reached under and found my perky bud and played with it. It was a mixed feeling of shame and pleasure.

I wanted to push him away from me and at the same time, I needed him to bring me to that unfathomable height.

“This…” he pinched my super-sensitive clit, “… and every part of your body belongs to me, and only responds to me, little wolf…” I was convulsing now, my eyes starting to roll back as I shoved my ass steadily into his body, encouraging his rapid stroke. “Only I can give you this amount of pleasure and if you defile me, I will make sure I peel every skin off his body and make you watch it. His blood would be in your hands.”

“Yes!” I shuddered like an earthquake as the feeling hit and stayed. “Yes, Ashton, yes.” Fuck it.

He pushed me away and I fell flat on the bed. My chest was rumbling with heavy pants, sweat pouring from every part of me.

“Clean up and go for your training. Just remember my warning.” I heard the bed rustle as he climbed off, not carrying forth with his initial quest of making babies.

I craved to beg him to come and finish what he started, however, before I will regain myself fully to ask, he donned his Jalamia and banged the door closed.

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