CHAPTER 16: Zarim, the king, the dominant Alpha!
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The king closed his eyes. He detected her pheromones once more, which kept emanating from her body, intensifying his attraction to her movements above him.
“Oh yes, exactly like that Omega.” He held her hips to completely trust his entire length within her. "Ahhh. yes. That's incredibly tight, Omega. Ugh."
He also pressed his hips against hers.
"Uhmmm." Ysha leaned back as the king inserted his whole being into her.
"Ahhhhhh." Ysha let out a moan of distress as he suddenly shifted, quickly withdrawing and forcefully plunging back in with intensity.
"Y-your Majesty." Omega let out a deep groan, expressing his discomfort. "Ahhhh. So deep. P-please. N-not so hard.” Ysha pleaded with him, but he ignored her.
He tightly wrapped his hands around her hips and brought her onto his lap, adjusting her position. He swiftly penetrated her flesh.
"Ahhh."
Whenever she opens her mouth, drool escapes as she struggles against the king's forceful thrust and tears pour down her face.
"Ahhhh. Ughh.. haaah. Ahhhhh. N-no.. n-no.. ahhhhh."
Yet, the king maintained his vigorous thrusting motion without any sign of stopping.
As he asserted his dominance, the sound of his lap hitting echoed loudly in the room.
"Yeah! Omega. f**k you."
The king thrust forcefully inside her.
“Yes indeed. You feel incredibly tight, Omega. With your flesh…” He took out his full size once more, while continuing to utter vulgar words. “This tight little spot of yours drives me wild, Ahhh…”
Continuously.
He never tires of aggressively claiming her.
Ysha keeps screaming. She kept groaning from the king's violent assertion.
He bored himself for a few minutes in their arrangement. And the act of going in and out of his tunnel became faster.
"Ahhhh. T-that's deep... y-your majesty. Ahhhh. It's hurt. Ahhhhh.” Ysha implored the king, yet he dismissed every one of her pleas.
The king continued to move without stopping.
“How can I end this, Omega? This tight little spot of yours excites me to the point of wanting to climax at any moment.” The king answered and sped along faster. “Indeed, Omega. Take me all and take my c*m deep in you." And with greater speed.
He delved deeper into her, reaching an exhilarating peak of ecstasy.
Ysha could feel the warm essence that he let flow inside her. She felt as if she could collapse from the sheer volume and warmth of the king’s c*m surging within her.
She tightly shut her eyes and let the tears fall quietly again. Gasping for air because of the torment brought on by punishing the king.
As the king was relieved in his satisfaction, he felt an intense desire to possess Ysha again for a second time. He raised her hips to extract his length from within Yhas, who still had him deeply embedded inside her. He shoved her off to get out of his lap.
Feeling her knees quiver and weaken, Ysha dropped down to the ground.
The king gazed at her while he tugged on the belt still around her neck.
“Squat down, Omega.” The king ordered.
Ysha lifted herself off the floor. Once again, she faces the king's arousal that remains erect.
Tears streamed down her face once more. Shaking her head, she carried on with fulfilling what the king desired.
She turned back then she bent upside down. As she positioned herself, her cheek made contact with the soft carpeted floor while her hips elevated above it.
"Oh yeah." Even before she felt fully prepared, the king's impressive and lengthy manhood began to penetrate deeper within her.
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In the early hours of the morning, the king made his way to the palace prison accompanied by his beta and a few members of the epsilon.
For his protection, they positioned him in the center, as there exists a traitor within the kingdom who could potentially be very close to them.
Zarim, the strong dominant Alpha and king, can take care of his own defense and doesn't need their protection, yet it is still their role to ensure his safety.
He wouldn't have visited jail if the arrested individuals had revealed who instigated the chaos in the palace, but they stubbornly refused to confess.
He intends to converse with the people who got caught, seeking to establish what would be the suitable punishment for their audacity in causing chaos in his royal residence.
Who instructed you?
The Beta questioned the theta. Epsilon grips it with both hands.
Theta exhibits aggression typical of a newborn wolf. It appears that it does not know how to experience fear yet, as it continues to adapt to the realm of wolves.
The Theta simply growled and stared at the king. He believes that it was specifically arranged for him. To carry out a harmful deed.
He maintained a sense of composure and indifference towards the dangers that they could potentially inflict upon him.
His primary concern revolves around the presence of other wolves nearby, who might empathize with those seeking security for their own protection.
He approached the Theta. He cast a threatening gaze in his direction, as if he were preparing to take aim at him.
"Grrrr."
The Theta cautiously moved a little backward as the two Epsilons continued to grip it firmly.
The theta stared at him so intensely that if the Epsilons hadn't restrained him, he might have charged at him sooner.
“Do you really think I will feel threatened by that gaze, Theta?”
"Grrrr. Rrrrrrr."
It still fought to break free from Epsilon's hold. The thetha aimed to escape from them while keeping his gaze fixed on him.
This new individual is still quite young, so it hasn't learned to speak properly yet. His sole desire is to follow the instructions or desires of the person who created him.
The betas and various alphas, who were responsible for leading the group that caused turmoil in the kingdom, ultimately chose to end their own lives. This is the only one that remains.
He took a deep breath and observed it. He tilted his head while lifting his hands towards the theta's neck.
"Your majesty." The beta predicted what he aimed to do with Theta.
“I'll handle this one, beta.” He told his Beta, and he quickly cleared a path for him.
He inspected the theta. He detected a fearless expression in his eyes and prepared himself to die solely for the purpose of carrying out his superior's plan. Theta remains devoted to its creator, making it pointless to extend its existence.
Many people perceive him as a cruel individual, but in reality, he does not exhibit the same level of cruelty as others might believe.
He simply didn't want the Theta to survive, as its sole intention was to kill. To assassinate the king... himself.
It is conceivable that the king could free the other Theta individuals by taking hold of their creator and asking them to reconsider their perspective.
However, this particular one... This poses a danger not only to him but also to everyone within and beyond the kingdom if he manages to escape.
With a firm hold on the theta's neck, his nails became sharp claws that slowly pierced his neck.
"Grrr. Ugh." As Theta struggled, it gradually lost its strength.
It gradually weakened until it finally ceased to breathe while held tightly in his grasp.
The Epsilons tightly grasped the theta and released it only after confirming it was lifeless.
The Beta promptly took a fresh towel and cleared the blood that had stained the king's finger.
"Rest well, Theta." Those words marked his farewell as he turned his back on the prison and walked away.
“Ensure you find their creator. I want to prevent this from happening again.” The king's tone of voice carried anger as he commanded his Beta.
The king made his way out of the prison without turning around.
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