C4 Chapter 4

A third point of view

The King has been waiting for her arrival, Sticking his eyes out of his windows, checking on the cams from time to time as if he didn’t see her for years. But he actually was around her every night. But she didn’t notice him, and that's what he exactly wanted.

He wanted to be away, but it was enough for him to see her. But after all these years, he wanted more. He wanted her to be his.

He awaited until she took off her clothes; his body stiffened at the view through the cams. He wanted to hurry up and bed her. He wanted to kiss her and touch every inch of her body. But he waited. He didn’t want her to be awake. He knew how the queen of werewolves was smart, her powers were countless, and she would fight him till death with the blindfold.

He just wanted to play around. See what she might do.

Once, she drank the wine and slept on her stomach… Once, he stepped inside after making sure the drug spread in all her blood, and she became half-sleepy but would not become able to fight. More like helpless, but she could feel everything. And that's exactly what he was aiming for.

He wanted their first night to be nice, calm, and warm.

He had been waiting for such a moment. He kept himself clean and away from women for years. He didn’t touch any of them because his eyes and body and heart didn’t want anyone but Pink.

The drug was enough to make her dizzy but make her feel him, but never control her body. She didn’t want her to see his face. Not yet. He knew that she wondered about him. But he had been hiding his identity for years, so it wasn’t easy to show up and tell her everything.

He needed more time. He wasn’t ready to face her. And indeed Pink wasn’t prepared too.

The King slowly sat next to her in bed, looking at her winsome, his hands moving on her smooth skin uncontrollably. His fingers played all starting from her neck down to her backbone, sending warming shivers to her butt. He wanted to squeeze her between his arms and his broad chest. He wanted to flip her body on her back and took off her blindfold. It was hard for him to restrain himself.

But the bond between them was strong. He struggled to stop himself or his wolf anymore. Yes, his wolf. He was one of his kind. He was a Vampire-wolf.

Pink felt the fingers of the man, and the familiar touches but weird smell. She wanted to fight, but she couldn't move an inch. She tried to scream, but her tongue was so heavy as if it was tangled in her throat.

She felt paralyzed, especially when the King took Pink’s hands in his right hand behind her back to make sure she can’t move. While he took off his clothes and positioned his dick to her bottom. He was trying to resist the idea of riding Pink on the first day after seeing her.

But he couldn’t. And he slowly pushed his dick inside her pussy. Spreading her vagina walls by his massive dick. Making Pink scream internally from the weird painful but fantastic feeling. He kept thrusting deeper and faster, hitting while slamming her ass-cheeks. He was going insane because of the feeling of having Pink with him finally. His body was boiling as if he was going to explode at any second. She tried to clench her vagina’s muscles while stiffing her body but as much as she was against this as much as she wanted more. She blamed herself for enjoying what was happening. She couldn't understand why and how she would like a strange man dick inside her! She had been away and disliked and refused all the males of all kinds for years. So what happened to her.

She didn’t see his face yet. That's why she tried to flip her body. But he made sure that she’s underneath his massive body. Taking all the loads of his cum. Yes, he grunted, pressing harder and deeper inside her pussy, announcing, “take all my loads. I am coming inside you.” she freaked out when she heard so. She started moving her body, hoping to push him away.

But she couldn’t.

And before she could even realize. He left, and she was there sleeping naked and her pussy inseminated by a strange King’s sperm.

She hardly flipped her body, searching for anything to wipe and clean her vagina. But there was nothing except her Pink dress. And she would not ever dare to ruin the dress. So, she just broke into tears. Feeling used, feeling weak even so she was the queen.

She found another note next to the bed. Immediately she opened it to read, [give me a child and I will let you go. That’s my deal.]

She screamed, hoping that he might hear her voice, “never! I would never let you impregnate me. I love my mate! I love Valdo even if he was dead, but I still love him.]

She didn’t know that the King heard all her words, and actually, her words made him insist more on having kids from her. He loved how loyal she was. He loved her more than his kingdoms, his packs, his wealth. He was obsessed with Pink.