Chapter 5 V

Sapphire p.o.v

I ran through the passages of the castle in my torn clothes.

I am being pursued by the lycan king and his guards.

It turned out that I did not like baths and he was not exactly happy about that, nor am I, after being drenched in water and having a beautiful silk dress put before me.

It was a pretty dress but it symbolized things I wished to never indulge in.

The moment I will allow him to give me clothes and things, if wealth was the moment, he will shackle me down.

My freedom would be stripped away.

One of the guards grabbed my arm, causing me to stop with a sudden jerk and allowing another guard to grab my other arm.

"Come back to the king."

It appeared the king had stopped halfway and retired back to his room.

I stumbled forward as the door was shut behind me.

"Calm down my little human. Don't you want a better life. I'm giving it to you. You might abhor the idea of it now but it is for the better. Your future will be in a castle and not in some dirty disease infested forest."

"Maybe I want to be there!"

"Rebellious little human. Be glad I am merciful and have no intentions of punishing you."

"Punishing me? You call me love and darling but you still consider punishing me."

"I can't say you wouldn't enjoy my punishments but I am not that kind of man. Now be a good girl and get dressed and come to bed. You need to rest."

"No, that's sick. No, I won't be getting dressed and no, I don't need to rest. Not like I can when of all things a lycan is looming over me."

"Don't act like a child. Why must you defy me?"

"You have enslaved my kind and took me against my will."

"I would have taken you regardless. You just got lucky. Now do as I say and get dressed or maybe I can have my very own little death match in here for your viewing pleasure between two slaves."

"That's horrible!"

"Well if you don't like it, put that dress on your body and get in the bed."

Swallowing hard. I looked at the bed before slowly striping off my tattered clothes and exchanged them for the nightdress.

It was soft and light on me.

I lowered myself onto the bed and glanced at him and stared at him, waiting for whatever he would do next.

His fingers brushed back and forth over my cheek as he stared down on me.

It was as if he was endearing me or could not believe I am here.

I internally scoffed at such a thought.

Lycans have no hearts.

I despise the supernatural beings.

I tensed as he placed a hand on my stomach and gently ran his fingers back and forth over my skin as if there was a baby inside.

I stilled.

A baby.

Did he plan to impregnate me or something.

It explained that top tier treatment I am being given.

He expected me to give birth.

"No! Stop!'

"Is something wrong my little one?"

"You are keeping me here to bear you a child."

"No I am not."

"Then why are you stroking my stomach. It is weird."

"Maybe in the future you will be with child, not now of course. I don't think you would willingly create such a beautiful thing with me right now."

"And you believe I would in the future?" I said turning onto my side, facing away from him.

"Love look at me. Give me a chance."

"No I won't. You have taken me prisoner."

"I have taken you to where you belong."

"As your slave?"

"My slave? No you have it wrong my little human. You are mine. My beautiful mate."

"Mate? What are you on about? That's how you justify taking me here and threatening me to make me do what you want. You may be the King but you are crazy."

He grabbed my shoulders and turned me so my back hit the mattress.

My breaths grew heavy and fast as he straddled my waist.

His eyes were focused on me, darkened with lust.

My wrists were secured in his hands above my head.

"W-what are you doing?"

I gasped as his lips came down on mine.

My hands squirmed in his tightening firm grasp.

The King felt unmatched pleasure as he devoured my lips.

He watched as I began to cease struggling and gave in.

He slowly released my wrists.

I moved my hands to the Lycan.

The thought of trying to remove him from me did not occur to me.

My back arched up as I moaned into his mouth.

He ran his hands along my sides and watched pleased and filled with lust as I squirmed in pleasure.

My body taken by my own lust.

He lifted his lips from mine and stared down on me.

He loved the sight of me below him.

My nightdress had slipped down slightly and it revealed some more cleavage.

He reached to run his fingers along the line.

I blinked my eyes and stared up at him, no longer in a lustful trance as I pulled away and stared horrified.

"What did you do to me!?"

"No my love please."

"You forced yourself on me. You used some weird mind control on me!"

"I did not do anything love. It was all you. You enjoyed it my darling."

I stared at him in horror.

He is wrong.

There is no way at all that I found pleasure in his touch.

Not the touch of a monster, a beast, a lycan.

"Get away from me," I said trembling .

When he reached out I got out of the bed and turned to run away.

The lycan watched as I tried to run.

My hands pressed on the handle of the locked door, failing.

It was locked.

I am trapped.

I turned back to see the lycan growling.

TBC