Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 45

Aiden's

POV

A ghost. That's what she was. Lily was an apparition.

It was like she was taunting me everywhere I turned. Haunting me. Mocking me. Her face, her scent, her f*****g presence. Hanging over me like a thundercloud. Everywhere I looked, she was there, with those bright innocent eyes that were clearly meant to deceive, to her face that should not even look attractive to me with that last name attached to her.

And yet again, she had somehow found her way to a club that I was perfectly certain that I would be free of her.

Blind rage had made me orchestrate the series of events that led Lily to where she is now, kneeling at my feet.

I must say, I'm anazed by how well it worked.

I hadn't been able to contain the unprecedented fury I had felt when I smelled Lily on my best friend.

It had taken everything in me to not punch Zac in the face immediately he returned with Lily's scent all over him like he had dipped himself in her skin and bathed in her perfume.

Zac had nonchalantly explained what had happened and left as soon as he had returned, but I could not let it go. Not when Lily was involved. And so, despite myself, despite knowing that Zac had told me that it was nothing serious, I could not help but try to replace something, anything that could be used against her.

And that was how I found out about the phone that had been placed in the bathroom with the camera on by some freak who had set it up in the women's bathroom to get illicit videos of whichever lady showed up later.

And the gods had to be on my side because the first video had been of her, her head thrown back and eyes glazed over in pleasure and she rocked against his hand.

I hated that not only was I enraged by that video, but when I closed my eyes, I wondered what it had felt like to be the one bringing her to the brink of o****m. Worse, the image in my head, the memory of her sounds had made me hard in seconds, my body's response to her almost instantaneous.

It made me hate her even more for forcing her way into my life, into my thoughts and now she was after all of my friends?

It wasn't enough that I had to put up with Ren defending her all the time and now she was after Zac too?

Well, she was going to pay.

She had asked me why I was doing this, and the f*****g truth was that I wanted to see for myself. See why they were so obsessed with her all of a sudden.

And now, I had gotten her right where I wanted her, kneeling in front of me, pliant and submissive.

I fisted my hands. I hated that my hands were trembling. That my entire body was trembling in anticipation.

"You gonna stare at me all day or take it out?" I snapped at Lily and when she flinched, her hands shakily rising from her thighs, I silently cursed myself for behaving like a virgin about to get his first blow job.

But I was even more annoyed that just the sight of Lily kneeling in front of me looking clueless, which I was certain was just an act, happened to be the most erotic thing I had ever had the pleasure of witnessing. There was something about the way she was in that submissive position that messed with my head. f****d up my senses. Fried my brains.

I was hard as stone immediately and she had not even touched me yet.

As she reached for my pants, fumbling with buttons and zipper, I noticed that her hands were practically vibrating.

"Cold?" I prodded.

"Nervous." She snapped, barring her teeth at me before letting out a defeated sigh.

I tilted my head, not falling for her innocent act, "come on, princess, you don't have to act coy with me. My fingers were just in you."

The memory was seared in my brain and I didn't want to think about how I'd have to scrub for days before I get her scent off of me.

Her cheeks reddened. "It's not an act! I- I've never done this before."

My train of thoughts came crashing to a halt.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her up to look at me. "Stop lying." I growled in disbelief, searching her eyes for an obvious tell that she was lying.

I found none.

f**k.

Was she? What if this really was her first time? Maybe she wasn't a w***e like I thought and was really just a virgin because who would want to f**k a freak like her afterall?

But before I could even ask, the words were stolen from me and replaced by a gutteral groan as she wrapped her small hands around the strong hard length of my d**k.

I was hit by a strong wave of need that felt almost blinding and I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood when she stroked me hesitantly.

My goal to keep my eyes on her was becoming increasingly difficult because all I wanted to do was throw my head back, close my eyes and revel in her touch.

If I had thought that her hands were magical, I almost came in her mouth the moment she wrapped those lips around me, running her tongue around the head and sucking it into her mouth. f**k!

My eyes were wide in shock as I looked down at her and when I quickly realized that she really had no idea what she was doing, guilt tugged at my heart for asking her to do this.

I shook it off immediately.

No, she deserved even worse than this. I was merciful enough to just have it be this right now, was I not?

Reaching for her hair and grabbing a fistful, I started to thrust inside her mouth. Slowly at first, testing her gag reflex.

"Suck it with a little more pressure," I commanded, my voice coming out strained and when she did exactly as I ordered, it made me want to fall to my knees and beg for mercy.

"Yeah, just like that," I hissed, my entire body trembling, alive with electric warmth.

After a few thrusts and seeing that she was understanding exactly what I liked, I grabbed her head tighter and forced her to look at me.

"Keep your eyes on me, princess" I said and I didn't know what I was expecting but the last thing I anticipated was that locking eyes with her would shred every last sense of control that I had and affect me in a way that made me wonder who exactly was being punished right now.

If anything, it seemed like the tables had turned and I was the one at her mercy.

Groaning, I could not help myself but thrust deeper and faster, hitting the back of her throat. Her whimpers and gagging sounds were making me lose my f*****g mind and when she tried to push me away, I tightened my grip on her hair, keeping her in place as I started to f**k her mouth in earnest.

Her eyes wouldn't leave mine, her cheeks hollowing and puffing out in tandem with my d**k thrusting in and out of her.

I was hard and rough, thrusting with an intensity that made her eyes leak with tears and I didn't care. Not when it felt so good. Not when I could feel myself about to fall off the edge, her helplessness turning me on even more.

I wasn't joking when I said her tears turned me on, but I was starting to realize that I had grossly underestimated the effect it had on me. No. Seeing her so f*****g helpless was destructive. Ripping me to shreds. Tearing me to pieces.

Mine, Nyx growled in my head, coming out to play. He had never done that before, never interrupted me when I was busy with all my mindless previous hookups. But I had to agree with him on this.

Mine. Mine. Mine. My thoughts were racing a mile a minute, on repeat in my head.

She was mine and I was going to replace a way to keep her bound to me.

That was the last coherent thought I had before the o****m swept me off my feet and I pulled out of her mouth, coming all over her face, my legs threatening to buckle and collapse under me.

I didn't even realize that I had just kept staring at her, lost in thought and surprise until she rose to her feet, her face already wiped with a napkin and glared at me, tears trickling down her face.

"I've done what you wanted. Now you have to delete the video," she said, her voice, hard as steel and fled the room before I could respond.

"Well, that was quite a show," a dark voice drawled, reminding me that he was here and we had not been alone and even though I was still struggling to catch my breath, I growled at him menacingly, earning a chuckle from him. "Oh, this is going to be fun," he purred before leaving my subconscious.

Just then, the door opened again and Sebastian was looking at me. "The girl just left. I'm guessing you got what you wanted."

His wolfish grin told me that he knew exactly what just happened between Lily and I.

This would have been funny, except that I wasn't f*****g smiling at him.

"If you repeat what happened here to anyone else, I will rip out your heart myself and feed it to you. Do you understand me?"

He nodded fearfully and I collapsed on the couch, bringing out the phone and deleting the text and video like I had said I would.

That was the only part of my promise that I would keep.

I had promised that I would leave her alone after this but the truth was, I was a predator and she was the most intriguing of preys. And now that I had gotten a taste of her, I was not interested in stopping.

No, this was just the beginning.

She had walked into my trap and now she was mine.

I'll make sure of it.