Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70
That was Merilyn—always concerned, always caring, and constantly striving to take care of him.
Lord Vladya felt genuine happiness knowing that she carried a child within her after searching for so long; Merilyn would undoubtedly be an exceptional mother.
“Daemon once went five years without feeding and managed to remain in control,” he reminded her.
“But he came dangerously close. It was only through drinking from Grand Queen Evielyn, even though her blood could not sustain him, that he maintained a semblance of sanity during that time.”
“The agonizing headaches nearly tore his head apart, and his health suffered greatly until he caved and summoned his bloodhost,” Merilyn’s smile turned sorrowful, full of worry. “You do not possess a bondmate, my dear Vlad.
You cannot continue like this. I do not wish any harm to befall you.”
Just then, Merilyn finally took notice of her surroundings. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of a motionless figure lying on blankets at the far end of the spacious chamber.
A human female figure.
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BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70
𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦.
Emeriel awoke to an immense pressure weighing upon her. Pain surged throughout her body, particularly in her lower region.
Then, she heard the menacing growl of the beast, and the memories came rushing back. The beast was mounting her!
“Please, that’s enough, it’s so painful,” she sobbed, attempting to shift, but the beast emitted a warning growl.
Its member sawed in and out of her, as if it wanted to own her inside. Emeriel could no longer feel her heat, but the beast was obviously not finished with her.
Its manhood pressed against that strange gland inside her, and it plunged in, particularly hitting that spot over and over again.
And, something unexpected happened.
Instead of the pain she had expected, as the phallus massaged that swollen gland, pleasure like she had never felt before overwhelmed Emeriel.
A scream erupted from her throat as her orgasm tore through her body. She shook from the intensity of it, her body gripping the thick phallus tightly as it milked her from within.
The beast emitted a low, pleasured groan, its pace increasing.
When the orgasm drained out of her, Emeriel was exhausted.
The feral creature pulled its shaft all the way out and slammed it back in, hitting a bump deep inside her that made her see red. And not in a good way.
Emeriel wailed, her fingers clutching the sheets. Again and again he thrust in, hitting the same spot deep inside her that simply hurt.
Her eyes welled up with tears, which cascaded down her cheeks with every thrust of his unyielding hardness.
“By lights, I’m going to die tonight,” she cried.
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70
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