His Mate His Sex Slave

Carlos made them untie Daciana, anyone that sees her right now will know that she is gullible, a very weak lady.

“Take her to the car” he instructed. One of the men stepped forward and lifted Daciana up, he flung her on his shoulder and disappeared out of the room.

This place is isolated, it is Carlos secret hideout where he carry out all his legal and illegal operations. Especially wolf exorcism. The weak girl couldn’t move any part of her body before she can think of protesting or scream for help.

She only managed to keep her eyes opened. To her, she is no different from a living dead described in books. Daciana doesn’t know where they are taking her to, she is too tired to even read their thoughts.

The man opened the car door and dropped her at the backseat then Carlos climbed into his car driving off, with his men using another car, following right behind him until they got to his house, a three bedroom apartment.

He halted at the lobby, opened the car door then, to the backside carrying Daciana to his room by himself. He doesn’t want anyone to touch her from this moment.

She is now his, just his. The young lady look heavier than she looks, it doesn’t seem like her perfect spender body. Carlos felt as if he is carrying a dead body but he knows very well that she is not dead.

Carefully climbing the stairs, he took her to his room and lay her on the bed with a smile of satisfaction visible on his face. Carlos stood up and stare at her pale looking face before sitting down on the bed beside her.

He gently caress her red cheek with his thumb. It is red as an aftereffect to the slaps he had given her. She is too beautiful to be tortured. If only she had turned into her wolf form without causing a fuss about it, she could have at least died a peaceful death.

Carlos chuckled at his stupid conclusion, he was going to tear her apart in the lab even in her wolf form. Guess she is destined experience a painful life, while living or dying.

“I do not like the way I am seeing you beautiful, I wouldn’t have done this to your body if you had obeyed my earlier. I might choose not to kill you anymore” he said trailing his hand on her body.

Just like she have been, Daciana didn’t utter a word. She couldn’t speak even if she wanted to. She can only hear him rant her ears out, she couldn’t move, she can’t do anything else other than to listen to him.

The only thing irritating her now is how his hands are on her body. She doesn’t want to believe that he is trying to take advantage of her even in the kind of state she is.

Daciana have heard a thousand times that human have sympathy and compassion as part of their emotions, why is this man’s own different?

To Daciana, wolves are even better compared to him. Why? Why wouldn’t his kind let the wolves live their own lives? They were created to live also.

If he succeeds in taking advantage of her, Daciana wouldn’t be able to bear the pain. She doesn’t want to start this all over again, she doesn’t want to be reminded of her first meeting with Alpha Connor.

Not now that she doesn’t hate him anymore for abusing her. For the first time, Daciana silently prayed to the moon goddess to send her a helper. Her saviour.

The pain of being abused by this human won’t be able to heal, she will live only to hate herself more than she have for being too weak.

Daciana is too weak for a wolf, she isn’t like every other wolves that can fight, heal and protect themselves. She is nothing like them.

“All I have to do is to get another wolf, I won’t mind sponsoring another wolf hunting because of you but have it in mind that you will never go back again” Carlos said, his hand gently rub her stomach to her upper body.

Carlos’ hand stopped on her boobs, giving it a not so gentle squeeze which made Daciana whimper almost inaudibly.

Suddenly, Carlos rolled Daciana over making her lay on her back and he climbed on top of her without caring how about how much he is hurting her thighs. The wound only hurt more with him sitting on it.

She managed to shake her head in protest but Carlos didn’t see that. It’s almost like she can’t do anything just like a lifeless human.

He stare at her with so much lust as the image of what he will do to her pop up in his head. He wants to have the best of his time playing with her body.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Now that he thinks about it, Carlos realize that it wasn’t that bad after all. Everything is to his own advantage. He is a single monk with no parents to bother him about it which makes him free to do whatever he wants.

Daciana met his eyes, those eyes, the glance, the lust, the desire and the urge she sees in them. She is familiar with those looks. He is not just going to have her body, he wants to hurt her through it.

The tears that stopped earlier began flowing down once again on their own accords. Daciana regretted her decision to stay human, going through this again isn’t what she had wanted for herself.

Carlos placed his mouth around her neck, his breath aerifying her ear and neck as he gave her a hard bite.

He kissed her chubby cheeks and exhale loudly, enjoying the kind of game he is playing with her.

With no warning, he ripped her dress apart exposing her beautiful body to him. Carlos couldn’t help but wonder how she has a pant and bra on when she clearly transformed from a wolf form.

Do they always wear it after transformation or is it one of their magics? How is that even possible? He shook his head trying to get rid of the thoughts. He doesn’t care how everything came about. All he wants is to have this lady on his bed.

To make all his sexual fantasies come true, through her. He has her all to himself and also have enough time to explore her body the way he wants.

Carlos sat up on her thigh, forgetting that he had inflicted pains on them earlier, causing the poor wolf to howl painfully.

He trailed his hand from her stomach down to her private part. His hand lingered on her pelvis longer than he thought it would.

He smirked looking up at her.

“You have a beautiful body for a wolf, I wish you are a real human and do not worry about answering, I know you can hear me” he added chuckling to himself.

Just like he did to her dress, she watch him tear her pant away from her waist, her shaved front being visible his lustful gaze.

Carlos didn’t bother unhooking her bra, his hand slip under his pillow and brought out a pocket knife which he used in tearing the bra exposing her firm, round boobs to him.

He unconsciously licked his lips hungrily, the view of her body did nothing but make him crave for it. His little demon poking out of his trouser, aroused by mere staring at her luscious body.

Sincerely, Daciana is the most endowed woman he has ever seen. Not even his numerous one night stands can be compared to her.

He thinks maybe, she was made from a rare gem. He is excited to have her in his possession.

Carlos captured her lips after a few seconds, it took Daciana by surprise. He sucked on her lips, while removing his belt and trouser, tossing them in a corner.

Then his hand landed on her pubic part once again, giving it a rough massage.

All this didn’t matter to him, he wants to be inside her, buried deep inside her.

His little demon came in display the moment he threw his shorts away ready to penetrate into her.

As he was about thrusting into her, he heard a loud noise followed by his door breaking down with a scary thud.

Carlos eyes snap to the direction of the door only to see the most scariest thing he has been ever seen in his life.

A big, giant and terrifying half beast and half human! A human beast!

“Dare lay another hand on her and you will have your head rolling on the floor” a voice thundered.