I sensed the astonishment in his eyes because of what I said. But no matter what charm I had, I didn't instantly obtain what I wanted since his countenance rapidly got serious and I was now laying down as he was towering over me.

He totally removed his tattered robe.

“I don’t beg. I don’t seek forgiveness. I’m the Lycan king. ” He stated forcefully before claiming my lips. "I kneel before you not because I want to offer you pleasure but because I want to see your troubled face."

"Ugh ..!" My eyes widened as I gasped because he quickly inserted his manhood without even notifying me. He is penetrating within me.

I assumed it would be simple to go into him, I was incorrect. It appears more tough than I have to accomplish. But why...

When I see his sorrowful face, why do my hearts appear troubled? Why?

"Do not see yourself as special, Elle. You've been in my room to help me warm up my cold body. How dare you attempt to rule a Lycan king?" I could feel his words searing my flesh with each thrust of his.

"Why don't you just humbly ask me to give you so much pleasure?" I clearly heard his taunt.

As I glanced down at him, I wondered. What is he thinking? I fixed my eyes on him without altering my face. I feared what he may do to me.

“W-what—”

I didn't complete what I was going to say when he grabbed something on the table's side and brought out a little bottle containing something I didn't recognize.

"Gulp down it."

"Wha-what is that?"

He still wouldn't leave as he lay on top of me and opened the bottle. I shut my lips since I had no idea what he was about to serve me.

But even with my mouth closed, he still tried to open it with a lick on my cheek and side lip. His hand is firm so even if I struggle, it just happens useless.

He had already put the hot liquid in my mouth. The heat draw down my throat, so I can tell it’s a wine. But because of the aftertaste, my suspicion of it also changed immediately.

I looked at Logan as the heat slowly wrapped around my body. He left my body and I remained lying down. I couldn’t move my body because of what was going on inside of it.

There is something tingling inside.

"W-what did you do my body ... Haahh .."

“Nothing. I just want you to crawl. To beg.”

He has moved away from me. He got off his bed and moved to the corner where the chair was like a mini throne. I watched him walk like God. He didn't have any cover so I could see how his weapon wiggled as if he was holding it back.

I'm going crazy because I want to put it in my mouth but he's making fun of me.

Why? I shouldn’t have thought or felt it.

I was already sitting while looking at him. He, in turn, has sitting well. I looked at his face down to his penis.

“Like I told you, nothing will happen if you just stare at it. If you want it, you can crawl but I won't give it to you if you just walk coming here.”

How many times have I swallowed because of what he was saying?

“What’s the matter? You want it, right?”

When I watched how his little liquid tip came out, my feet just moved on purpose.

I positioned myself like a dog and slowly crawled towards him. I saw his victorious smile. How did this happen? He must be the one begging me to give him what he wants, so why?

I can already feel the whole heat creeping into the hand, face and other part of me. I'm only sure of one thing, my pussy is surely leaking so much load.

Even though I am not yet touching my body, orgasm is already happening.

"I don't think the drug given to Gaia is effective," he whispered to himself. "You must wipe it with your mouth, alright?"

I was so close to him, I was like a hungry lion that wanted to eat just after I grabbed his cock. I was sweating profusely from my forehead, to my neck. I'm catching my breath as well.

"Give it to me, please," I looked at him before putting it in my mouth.

"Clean the backside of my dick too."

My tongue moved slowly but I was surprised when he suddenly pushed my head.

"What I don't want the most is someone making me wait." He shoved his cock down to my throat.

“Hmn! Agh ..!” I push his foot but he doesn’t give up. “Oohh ..” I keep growling as he removed his cock and his cum explodes on my face.

His semen went to my face and mouth while my eyes were already crying.

He suddenly lifted my body and sat me on his lap. He grope my chest and squeezed them. He pinched my nipple and stretched them as if you thought they would be tore.

“Plea .. no. Stop. It feels weird.”

“That is not the plea I expected. I want you to beg me to touch your body.” He licked my nape and slightly bit it. “... And how can I stop when your nipples are so erect?”

It was as if my nipples were about to be crushed by the pressure of his pinching.

"Ah .. Yeah." I was no longer deterred. I am starting to enjoy it.

"You slut ... You're feeling good when you should servicing me," he kept talking.

"You dare to ask me plead when it's you who needs to be in bed, huh Elle?" He stood up and I was now sitting on the throne chair. "Then Elle, allow me to take care of you."

Logan Point of view

I have no intention of getting angry with her. But when I heard the words from her mouth, the memory of the days when I begged royals to spare my mother and me came back to me.

When my mother died because of the tyranny of the royals, I promised myself that I would never beg anyone again because they would do that to me.

When I wasn’t a Lycan king yet, the rank of Alpha doesn't matter as long as they're not royal. They will still remain lower to the dukes, kings monarchs. It doesn't matter if those royal blood are alpha, beta or omega. You're superior, if you have wealth.

And those actions happened because of my father did...

The Lycan King ...

He throw my mother after he got her pregnant just because my mother was not royal. He exiled us, he said we didn’t fit into his palace.

I strive harder to get into this position. I killed many rogues, I took the lives of royals who were abusive to the power they enjoyed.

And in the end, I killed the Lycan king who enforced the difference of a royal to just normal werewolves. Because of him the management of the packs in their groups became rotten.

“Hey Elle, you made my chair dirty. Look how you made a mess,” I brushed my three fingers in her hole while her legs are wide open.

I can already see her saliva dripping down the side of her lip as her eyes are already drowsy. My anger subsided but I wanted to see her twisted face.

I have a weird feeling every time I see that she doesn’t know what she’s going to do whenever I’m already playing with her body.

"Please, Logan stop." She was already staring at my hand as she restrained my wrist with her trembling hand.

“I drugged you a little. However, the way you get too wet, I can tell you are very excited.”

I have already inserted my three fingers but I have not yet fully inserted them.

"N-no ..."

"You are saying no but your hips are already moving just because I haven't fully inserted my fingers." FUCK. I feel like cumming just inserting these to her soft cunt.

“What will you do, Elle if I do this?” I pushed my three fingers inside her and accelerated my fingering on her. “Isn't it amazing? Does it feel hot? Look my fingers are diving deep in your hole.”

“Hmp. Ah ..! More. I want more, Logan."

"You are really hopeless, Elle."

I removed my fingers because I could see that she was fainting. The whole room was already filled with her growls. The next thing I will do will definitely make her forget. I'll make her forget who is moaning now while in my embrace.

"Elle, I want to teach you a lesson." I put my crotch on her face. I saw how her eyes twinkled.

“Yes ... Hmn. Teach this tight little pussy a lesson.” If she was still sane, I'm sure she wouldn't say it, but it looks like the drugs have completely consumed her brain.

“Of course. Your vulva is drooling like a baby." I already ram her hole with a single strike and I notice that all the electricity has already flowed into her.

“There! Logan.” She moves her hips again.

“Look how horny you are. It slid in easily, you accepted me all the way to your base.” I started moving. "You're so tight." I accelerated my movement while sucking her nipple.

When I removed my mouth to her peak chest, I pulled her two arms so that I could reach her weak spot and the end of her womb.

"Ugh .. S-slow down .. You're too rough .." Her voice and the sound of the chair were the only noise in my room.

“Everytime I pulled it back, your pussy gets tightened and don’t want to let go. I can also feel you twitching inside.” When I bang her, her breast wiggle.

I stopped and hear someone knock on the door.

“Oh. The one I was expecting has come.” I looked back at Elle and gave her a smile. There was no denying the surprise in her eyes. I did not give her an answer.

"Come in!" I answer the knock with my baritone voice.

The door opened while a teenager Alpha man entered with the equipment I had asked and his painting material.

"I'm sorry if I arrived too early," he bowed and averted his eyes.

“No, you just came at the right time. I just finished preparing her. Did you bring what I asked you?” I held out my hand to him while Elle seemed to wake up from her deep sleep.

"Yeah, here."

I lifted Elle as I wrapped her legs around my hips and didn’t remove my cock inside her.

“You can sit there and watch us. I want you to paint every detail I do to her.” I said coldly to the man while Elle buried her face in my neck.

“C’mon, Elle. Let's get started. Let's show him your sexy erotic expression.” I leaned her on the headboard while placing the nipple clamp I asked for from the man.

I put a collar around her neck and pulled it so that she could sink her face into my penis.

"Suck me, Elle while you're looking at the man drawing what we're doing right now." I have already released the next item I requested.

It's a shape of my own dick. Since she’s in doggy style, I won’t have a hard time getting it into her.

"Let's try this hole."

"N-no that's— not my ass Logan." Her tears are already dripping even though I haven't put them on yet.

“Oh. This hole is virgin, is that it?” I no longer waited for her to answer and I inserted it in her ass.

She whimpered.

"Wh-why did you put that in my a-ass ..." Her tears were non stop but I had even more boner.

“Stop crying now. Use your mouth.” I moved my body so that she could move as well.

“I’m just making sure that I will be the only one using these holes. That's why.” I wiped the tears from her eyes and pulled her hair hard to shove my cock even deeper.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how this hole works."

Elle Point of view

I have no recollection of what occurred last night. It's a point of contention with me whether it was all a dream or whether it was all real. I just awoke with my body aching and unable to stand. My throat and head also suffer for unknown causes.

The most recent episode that sprang to me was when I seduced Logan. Following that, I have no memory. I sat down to have a glance around in case I was next to Logan, but I couldn't see anybody. However, something attracted my attention to where the mini throne is…

I examined it carefully to ensure I wasn't seeing things incorrectly, but no matter how many times I peered at it, it didn't go from my vision.

It was a painting of tears streaming from the corner of my eye as a man tower over me. The arm is broad, and it seems to be possessive while wrapping my foot around his waist, as if I don't want to let go of him any longer.

I couldn't take my head away from it and realized that it wasn't a dream. Last night's performance by a painter was not a hallucination.

I came to a halt once again to hear and feel something in my body.

When I glanced down at my body, I saw something hanging from it — no, I mean in my nipples. Secondly, I scratched my neck. Then, I felt a leather strap around my neck.

What on earth is this?

I swiftly removed and discarded them. My cheeks were already hot as the image of last night flooded over me starting from I drank whatever Logan had given me.

I gripped my knees and tried to forget what had occurred, but those visions remained in my mind. I also spotted Logan's strewn robe, which I will never forget tearing. I facepalm myself because I have no idea how humiliated I was last night.

I figured there was a knock at the door and turned to look. I remained silent and waited for someone to express himself.

"This is Gaia again, and I shall be your servant from now on, Miss Elle. The bathtub is prepared, and Majesty awaits your entrance."

"Inform him that I am not yet awake." I knew she would not follow me, but I was at a crossroads for an explanation. "Or maybe you might tell him how much I despise him." I licked my lip.

"Your Majesty has warned you that if you do not leave the chamber, he will seize you," she murmured.

I sprang to my feet and felt much angrier. Why am I so obedient to his treatment of me? I am capable of putting an end to what he desires. It was a mistake that I made as well, distracted by his anxious look. I should not have done that; I was only trying to figure out the best route out of here.

I was about to move when the door burst open, and I hastily grabbed Logan's tattered robe off the floor and wrapped it over my body.

"I'm going; why do you need my assistance —-" I couldn't finish what I was about to say because I assumed it was Logan who entered, but I was mistaken.

I locked my sight on the lady in front of me, who was wearing a dress robe that resembled Logan's and had an air of elegance. When she saw I was staring at her, her expression altered.

I turned to the woman behind her and found Gaia standing there looking at me with fearful eyes.

“I am from the Ibis family. You?" She approached me. "You are, as my brother claims, the Lycan king's bed slave. You've been in Darkmoon pack territory for only a few days, but you managed to infiltrate the chamber of majesty while I was away...!"

"I don't want to be imprisoned here; all I want to do is chop off your Lycan king's head and then face my punishment!" I was happy to remind her of this, but I never did. The Ibis family owns the Tarragon kingdom, and I don't want to give them any trouble, since I'll only be an ant by chance.

"Are you aware of who I am?" Her jaws were clenched and a single syllable escaped her lips.

"Agh ..!" As she yanked back my hair and elevated my head, I couldn't start swearing. She cocked her head toward me, and I caught a glimpse of her crimson eyes, which were similar to Logan's. I couldn't help but make a comparison between my eye color and hers. It was very unlike my golden eyes.

In my heart, there is something lurking in envy. I've never compared myself to anybody, but ever since I entered Buckingham Palace, whatever it is that I'm feeling has been rising up in me.

"It is a heinous act not to bow before me after seeing me! Rather than that, remain calm in front of me! What if I just destroyed your legs?" She smirked blankly at me.

I fixed my eyes on Gaia, who seemed to be at a loss for what to do as well. What kind of woman is this?

"It is likewise disrespectful to invade my room without my invitation!" I heard an aggressive tone.

I angled my head in order to view him fully, since I was still out of position due to the hand holding my hair. However, I was close to falling a split second later when we heard the voice and the lady quickly knelt.

"Y-your Majesty, this is no-not—" Her head was bent as well.

"Explain yourself."

"F-forgive this woman, Your Highness, because her envy has suffocated her—"

“Who are you talking to? Are you mindful of whose skin you have touched?!"

We both closed our eyes simultaneously in response to a tremendous yell that seemed to rupture our eardrum. When I peeked at Logan, I saw he had morphed into Lycan and kept snarling.

"I am your first wife, my king—"

When he unexpectedly trod on the woman's head on the floor, I covered my mouth with my palm.

“Not my mate. Therefore, ascertain your position."