The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 226

226, "GRAY" LUCRECIA
 I told him everything he hated to hear, everything that made him feel more vulnerable, more resentful because that's what made him rougher with me.
That delicious tingling ravaged my pussy while those golden eyes devoured me with bitterness.
But hate is also passion, and no one had ever taken me with such vehemence in my life.
Gray, cum inside your mistress, cum for me, my silver-haired boy ..
ahhh, Gray, oh yes, darling! Graaaay! Twas right on the edge, just a few more thrusts, just a little more, but then I heard a growl and felt the milky essence filling my pussy.
I snapped my eyes open, furious.
That fucking slave had cum before me again, he couldn't even handle a few quick thrusts! You idiot! I slapped him with all the pent-up rage I felt.
I grabbed the other end of the chain and stood up, frustrated and left wanting again.
He collapsed to the floor, clutching his head, curling up in a fetal position, whimpering.
That enraged me even more, so I started whipping him with the ---- same chain wrapped around my handI didn't care if his neck snapped in the process.
You pathetic crybaby! Always whining and sobbing all day! I let it slide the first time because you were a virgin, but you've done it too many times now to be cumming this fast! My hand rose and fell with fury, and at least I felt some pleasure every time the thick chains, electrified with my magic, sank into his flesh, burning it and leaving black and red welts.
you don't even know how to please a woman, you moron, you lazy piece of shit! How dare you cum before your mistress?! Its not like youre even that good at fucking! I'm going to flay you alive, you worthless slave!! The rage in my heart soared as the frustration once again overwhelmed my senses.
Sometimes, I regretted regretted getting rid of Gray.
He was my ideal slave.
The only one who could truly satisfy me, who made me feel alive, who never bowed his head and faced me, defying me, even when I tore him to shreds.
He had arrived in my hands a virgin too, and younger than this idiot, so his inexperience was no excuse.
Gray was my real challenge, and I never managed to fully tame him.
On top of that, he was the only elemental who truly assimilated that dark magic, those shadows, and even fed them with his own hatred.
Every time he fucked me, I could feel that incredible power surging through my belly, my veins, making me stronger.
But he became too destructive, too autonomous, with a life of his own.
He completely slipped from my control and began to obey Gray's desires, started attacking me.
Twas scared like never before.
I confess that the last timewhen I finally decided to get rid of Grayhe almost killed me while fucking me.
I experienced true terror feeling him sucking me dry, like a bottomless vortex, out of control, swallowing all my black magic.
My favorite slave attacked me with all his fury and resentment.
That dark energy was incredible, but I didn't achieve my real goal with Gray: to mold, from an elemental being, artificially, my magical soulmate the sacred union.
Gray was...
almost perfect.
But because of that one detail, his soul would never resonate with mine, and in the end, he would've created my own destruction.
Take him and heal him again! I want him perfect for tomorrow at least his pretty face is good for earning his plate of food, 1 threw the chains, now coated with bits of flesh and blood, onto the floor.
Immediately, a slave brought me a cloth to clean my hands.
Clean up this mess, I said with disgust, glancing at the trail of blood from the slave's body.
---- and youstrip, I ordered the slave girl, who immediately set down the tray and began removing her robe.
Vietro, bring more slaves, two more.
Let's see if they can do something useful.
lay back down in the attic, thinking about my next plans.
Come, clean up this mess properly, I ordered, pointing between my legs where the useless idiots cum remained.
He barely even released any dark magicwhat a waste of my efforts.
Well, at least things with the Vlad family were going well.
I smiled coldly, watching the brunette head move between my thighs.
I need to perfect my experiments as soon as possible, they're my trump card and the reason those important families are backing me.
So, the Selenias were supposed to be queens? I don't think so.
That throne will pass into the hands of the Silver family.
The order in this world is about to change very soon.
stick your tongue in deeper, or you'll end up worse than the last slave...
SIGRID ---- Tomorrow night was the Vlad family's masquerade ball.
Finally, an opportunity to see my great-uncleI needed to communicate with my family no matter what.
I also discovered another harsh truth, one I had suspected: 1 couldn't tell anyone who I was or where I came from, even if I wanted to.
Thad a moment of madness and tried with Silas, just to test it even if he didn't believe me.
My mouth sealed shut as if glued, and my tongue wouldn't move.
Thad to come up with some nonsense afterward to justify acting like a lunatic.
Damn that fucking deity...
and their way of complicating my life! I'd figured it out. Now, while trying on the outfit I'd wear tonight, I looked through the reflection in the wardrobe mirror.
What do I do with Silas? Do I take him with me, or leave him safe here at the mansion?