?Chapter 9:


    Makenna’s POV


    My mouth was packed so full that I could only let out muffled sobs, writhing helplessly in a whirlwind of shame and despair.


    Out of nowhere, the sound of synchronized footsteps and men’s voices drifted toward me.


    “Captain, something is happening over there. Could it be an emergency?”


    “Let’s check it out.”


    Panic seized me. It was the soldiers. In that dreadful moment, I wished the earth would split open and swallow me whole—anything to avoid the humiliation of these strangers seeing me like this, utterly exposed.


    But Bryan, unbothered by my torment, continued his cruel game, treating my body like a toy for his amusement. His hand roved over my chest, fingers toying with my breasts. His voice dropped to a low murmur,ced with mockery. “Isn’t this thrilling? You’re so stunning. Should I share you with the others?”


    Madman! Lunatic! He was a maniac of the highest order!


    I teetered on the edge of breaking downpletely. “What do you want from me?”


    He chuckled darkly, his smile wicked. “What do I want? I want to hear you scream like earlier. Why did you stop? Didn’t you enjoy it earlier?”


    I bit down on my lower lip, the sting of humiliation piercing through me. Bryan was a man who only cared about his desires, forging ahead without a care for anyone else. Begging would only add fuel to his fire. I could only re at him, simmering with anger and helplessness.


    My reaction amused him even more. Hisughter rang out, growing louder as his hands continued to explore my body, his touch unrelenting.


    The thought of those soldiers stumbling upon us, seeing me like this, sent waves of terror crashing over me. But I was utterly powerless. As the footsteps grew closer, I squeezed my eyes shut in desperation.


    Just as I braced myself for the worst, Bryan suddenly transformed into a massive wolf. He let out a howl and then grabbed me with his mouth, bolting away.


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    The guards yelled in shock, instinctively reaching for their weapons. But one shouted, panicked, “Wait! That’s Prince Bryan’s wolf form!”


    They froze, their fear of Bryan’s power and status rooting them in ce, unwilling to pursue him.


    Bryan, now in his wolf form, ran at an incredible speed, carrying me between his powerful jaws. The wind howled in my ears, and I pressed my hands to my face, too scared to open my eyes.


    After what felt like an eternity, he finally stopped and dropped me to the ground.


    Caught off guard, Inded with a painful thud, a cry escaping my lips. I quickly nted my hands on the ground, frantically scanning my surroundings, dreading that he might have brought me somewhere even more terrifying.


    But as I looked around, I realized the ce was familiar. After a moment of careful observation, it dawned on me that we were at the area behind my room.


    Bryan, now a colossal wolf, stood before me, his presence overpowering. His muscr frame was intimidating, a stark reminder of his status as a prince of the Lycan royal family. Even standing still, his mere existence filled me with fear.


    “Enjoying the view?” Bryan’s massive form loomed over me, his tongue flicking out to lick my cheek. His voice dripped with arrogance and self-satisfaction. “What do you think of my wolf form? Never seen one this magnificent, have you?”


    I snapped out of my daze, meeting his gaze filled with burning desire. Fear gripped me tighter.


    My voice trembled as I pleaded, “Your Highness, please spare me…”


    “Spare you?” Bryan scoffed, shifting back into his human form.


    He pinched my chin, his fingers brushing my cheek with a faux tenderness that only deepened my fear. “Look at you. Such a pitiful sight, tears streaming down your face in terror.”


    His words only made me more petrified, and I stayed silent, too frightened to speak or move. Tears silently cascaded down my cheeks.


    Bryan raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “I might consider sparing you, but—”


    Dread pooled in my stomach. “But what?”


    He pointed to his bulging private part, stepping closer. “If you can satisfy me with your mouth, I’ll let you go. If not, I’ll take you right here.”


    Shame surged through me like a tidal wave. I clenched my fists, ncing at his aroused member, biting my lip so hard it almost drew blood.


    Bryan noticed my reluctance, his tone turning impatient. “What is it? Are you unwilling?”


    The reality of my situation hit me like a brick. There was no escaping tonight. Resigned, I answered, “Okay… I’ll do it.”


    “That’s more like it,” Bryan smirked, his lips curling.


    “Better hurry up, or I might change my mind.”


    I shut my eyes tight, steeling myself, and then opened them slowly. My trembling hands reached out, unzipping his trousers. His erect member sprang free, throbbing with heat.


    The size of it startled me, and instinctively, I wanted to pull back.


    “It’s now or I’ll fuck you until you can’t stand,” Bryan snapped, his patience wearing thin.


    Taking a deep breath, I tentatively reached out my tongue to lick his member, slowly trying to take it into my mouth.


    Halfway through, I was already struggling. My mouth was full, and Bryan wasn’t satisfied. He pushed forward, forcing himself deeper into my throat.


    “Mm…” I whimpered, tears stinging my eyes as I struggled to breathe. But his hand gripped the back of my neck, holding me in ce.


    I knelt there, weak and defeated, as Bryan sighed in pleasure, thrusting into my mouth with increasing force.


    My jaw ached, saliva spilling from the corners of my mouth. I felt like I was suffocating, the urge to vomit rising with each thrust.


    But Bryan, that heartless bastard, didn’t care. He kept me pinned down, relentless in his assault.


    Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Bryan groaned and pulled out, his release sttering across my face.


    My legs gave out, the overpowering scent of his release making my head spin. My mind was a chaotic mess, struggling to make sense of what had just happened.


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