Betrayed and Claimed by the Lycan King Chapter 129

Ezra's POV

Now, back in my penthouse, I couldn't take my eyes off Isolde as she stepped into the master bathroom ahead of me. The day had been perfect—seeing her laugh freely, watching her eyes sparkle with genuine joy rather than calculation or fear.

The bathroom lights automatically adjusted to a warm glow as we entered.

Isolde stood hesitantly by the massive shower, her fingers playing with the hem of her shirt. The sight of her uncertainty, mixed with the obvious desire in her eyes, made my cock twitch with anticipation.

"Goddamn it. I need to see your naked body," I said, my voice rougher than intended.

Her eyes widened slightly, then dropped to my already hardening length. I watched her throat work as she swallowed, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. The simple gesture sent blood rushing to my groin.

It was time for adult games now.

I stalked toward her, enjoying how her breath hitched. Without asking permission, I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one smooth motion. Her skin glowed golden in the bathroom's soft lighting.

"Oh my God, you're so big," she whispered, her eyes fixed on my erection straining against my boxer briefs.

Pride surged through me at her words. *She's impressed by your size, your strength,* Prime growled with satisfaction in my mind. *Show her what an Alpha can do.*

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and tore them from her hips, letting the scrap of fabric flutter to the marble floor. She gasped, now completely naked before me.

Stepping back, I let my gaze wander over her flawless body—the perfect curve of her breasts, the flat plane of her stomach, the enticing triangle between her thighs. I reached past her to turn on the shower, adjusting the temperature with practiced precision.

"Get in," I commanded, my voice low and authoritative.

She brushed past me, her wolf Lyra clearly restless beneath her skin. I couldn't resist giving her ass a light slap, mesmerized by the way it jiggled under my palm. My Alpha instincts roared with approval.

Isolde laughed softly, turning to face me as she backed against the high-end tile, warm water cascading over her naked body. I swallowed hard as I approached her, wondering if she could hear my heart pounding in my chest. Her eyes flickered down to my cock again, shining with excitement and curiosity.

As CEO of Silver Moon Group and King of the Lycans, I'd always been praised for my powerful physique—arms and legs corded with solid muscle, and a carefully maintained set of abs. But the way Isolde looked at me now made me feel like the most powerful man on earth.

She licked her lips, her eyes flashing gold as her wolf stirred.

The sight made me even harder. Prime growled possessively in my mind.

"Ezra," she said, extending her arms toward me. "Come here. Let me touch you." Her voice trembled with want.

I followed her invitation, stepping into the spacious shower and closing the glass door behind me. Steam immediately fogged the glass, creating a private cocoon around us as the lights of Manhattan twinkled beyond the windows.

"Then touch me," she continued. "Please. I want to feel your fingers. Please touch my pussy." Her request held a mixture of boldness and shyness that drove me wild.

Her words sent electricity through my entire body, activating every Alpha cell within me.

"Jesus Christ, Isolde. Where did you learn to talk like that?" I asked, genuinely surprised by her forwardness.

She smiled mischievously, her wolf Lyra clearly influencing her bold behavior.

*Fuck! Isolde is going to be the death of me. I'm hard as steel right now.*

My fingers found her nipples, rolling them skillfully between my thumb and forefinger. She gasped when I flicked them, her eyes flashing gold.

"These perfect breasts," I growled, grabbing them and squeezing them together, the Alpha possessiveness evident in my eyes.

"I want to slide my cock between them, thrusting again and again until your silky skin makes me release, coming all over your chest. I'd come so hard, so much, that some would splash onto your face, covering those pouty lips, and I'd watch you lick it off. Licking my cum off your tits because every drop should enter your body somehow. Your mouth, your pussy, every part of you. I want to mark every inch of your body."

I pressed her against the wall, grinding my erection against her stomach. I felt harder than the steel beams of Silver Moon Tower.

"I'll never stop touching you. I crave tasting your perfect pussy again."

My hand traveled down, parting her plump lips and rubbing the outside of her sex without penetrating, showing respect and restraint despite my desire.

Isolde trembled under my touch.

One finger slid between her folds, gently rubbing her most sensitive spot.

"Oh my God," she whimpered. I saw tears forming in her eyes, golden light flickering in her pupils.

Her cheeks flushed as she looked down at where we were connected.

I kissed her cheeks, neck, and shoulders while continuing to stroke her pussy. Her words penetrated my heart, mind, and cock, making me want to give her everything—my love, attention, care, offspring, anything she might desire.

Isolde wrapped one leg around my waist, opening herself more fully to me, showing complete trust.

I began rubbing her sensitive nub more vigorously, one finger entering her pussy where she was practically dripping. The wetness made my mouth water, desire pooling in my groin.

"Tell me, do you want it?" I demanded with Alpha authority.

She looked up at me, emotions swimming in her "azure eyes," thick lashes heavy with shower droplets, golden light flickering in the depths of her pupils.

"I do," she whispered.

"What do you want. Say it, Isolde," I commanded, my voice brooking no argument.

"Your big cock. I want it all. "

That was it. I could not stand it anymore. My cock was hard and ready to impregnate the fertile girl before me.

I leaned forward, gently taking her lip between my teeth, my canines slightly elongating, showing my wolf side.

Chapter 131 Chapter131

Ezra's POV

"Fuck me," she gasped against my mouth, her breath hot and desperate. "Put your cock inside me and give us both what we want. I know your heart is mine."

Her words hit me like a physical blow, making my already hard cock throb painfully. The primal need to claim her, to mark her as mine, surged through my veins with unstoppable force.

"Always has," I confirmed, my voice rough with desire.

Isolde's eyes, now flickering between blue and gold, locked with mine. "I want to know your cock is mine too."

Something possessive and wild flared in my chest. I grabbed her ass, lifting her slightly against the marble wall. "It's yours, Isolde."

My hand slid between us, fingers spreading her folds apart, feeling the slick evidence of her arousal. "Is this mine?" I asked, circling her entrance with my thumb.

She trembled, her hips bucking against my touch. "You know it is."

"Any man who thinks it isn't," I growled, pressing my forehead against hers, "I'll break his fucking neck."

I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing my cock head against her slick folds, teasing her opening without pushing in. The sensation was exquisite torture for us both.

"You'll never have to worry about that," she assured me, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

Despite being CEO of Silver Moon Group and King of all Lycans, I found myself craving her approval, her desire, her confirmation that I was worthy of her. It was a strange reversal for a man who never needed validation from anyone.

"No, Daddy," she whispered, her voice a sultry caress.

Holy shit! This girl was going to be the death of me. My cock jumped at her words, making her whimper as it pressed more firmly against her entrance. Lyra growled inside her, clearly enjoying this intimate connection as much as we were.

I had planned to take this slowly, to worship her body with my fingers and tongue until she was boneless with multiple orgasms. But looking down at where my cock was already nudging an inch inside her, all I wanted was to possess her completely.

"I was going to be gentle," I confessed, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I was going to use my fingers and tongue to love you until you were limp with pleasure."

I pushed in another inch, watching her face contort with pleasure.

I pressed forward slightly, and her breathing became ragged. Lyra howled with excitement inside her.

"Mine," I growled. "Woman." My eyes flashed fully gold now, my wolf completely present.

"Yes," she breathed, the word sounding like a prayer. Her eyes flashed gold in response, her wolf calling to mine.

With one powerful thrust, I buried myself completely inside her. Her legs and arms wrapped around me like ivy, clinging to me as if I were her only anchor in a storm. Our wolves intertwined on a spiritual level, just as our bodies were joined physically.

Isolde let out an incredibly sexy, passionate scream, burying her face in my neck and biting down on my skin as I pounded her against the slippery marble wall. Her whimpers of pleasure sent jolts of satisfaction through my body.

"Are you okay?" I asked, kissing her shoulder, concerned I might be too rough.

I felt her nod against my neck.

"Don't stop," she begged.

"Never," I promised, gripping her ass tighter. "Your pussy is gripping me so tight, I'm using all my strength not to come right now."

"I want you to," she whispered, clenching around me deliberately. I groaned, wishing we were in my penthouse bed. This orgasm might knock my legs out from under me.

"Come inside me, Ezra. I need it so badly, I can't stand it," she urged.

I fucked her almost brutally then, pinning her against the marble wall with such force I wouldn't be surprised if we cracked it. My fingers dug into her ass, pulling her closer and pushing her away with increasing intensity.

Part of me worried I was hurting her, but my wolf didn't care. I wanted to tear into her, taste her core. Kiss away the fear and horror lurking in her mind, devour any pain she'd ever felt.

"I'll make it better," I promised as I felt my climax approaching. "I'll kiss you until it feels better."

"Not...hurting," she managed between gasps. "Feels...so...good..."

Her eyes were squeezed shut, her nails digging into my shoulders, her mouth slightly parted. I had never seen anything more beautiful or powerful than Isolde in the throes of passion. Prime agreed completely.

"Oh God, I think I'm going to come," she warned, her voice breaking.

"Come on my cock, baby. Touch your beautiful clit until your juices coat me completely," I urged, my voice thick with lust.

"Oh God, keep talking," she moaned, her wolf fully unleashed now.

"After this, I'm going to bend you over and lick from your pussy to your ass and back again. Focus on your sweet folds until you come so hard you pass out," I promised.

"Oh my God!" she cried out.

I felt her start to tremble, her entire body shaking with the force of her approaching orgasm. "God, Isolde, you're so fucking sexy," I groaned, feeling her tighten around me. I wanted to feel her warmth forever, to etch her words into my soul, to worship her for eternity. My eyes turned completely gold, my wolf fully present.

"I'm going to—going to—" Her eyes suddenly flew open, blue irises staring directly into mine as she crested the edge.

Her tears spilled over as her eyes rolled back, her nails digging deeper into my shoulders, her heels pressing into my ass, forcing my cock deeper inside her. "Oh my God!" she screamed.

I swallowed her scream with my own roar, the sound so intense it thundered through my chest and emerged from my mouth as a growl that sounded more beast than human. My fist slammed into the wall beside her head as I came, pumping load after load of cum into her.

At the height of my climax, I blurted out: "I can't wait to get you pregnant."

Isolde gasped, then replied breathlessly: "Me neither." Her hands threaded through my wet hair, tugging gently.

My cock slipped out of her, and I swallowed hard before claiming her lips again. "Hope you're not tired," I murmured against her mouth, swiping my tongue against hers. Isolde bit my bottom lip gently, then harder, making me groan.

"Planning to keep me up all night?" she teased with a smile.

"Planning to keep you restless for the rest of your life," I replied with a grin, my eyes still flashing gold. I set her down on shaky legs but kept my hands on her ass to steady her. Turning off the water that had started to run cold, I led her out of the bathroom toward the lounge area of my office.

"Rest up now, because we're fucking all night!" I announced, making her laugh as I guided her toward the comfortable couch.