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Lucas

"I know you like what you see," I groaned, pressing against her soft breasts, just as I had imagined. "I know you've been eyeing my cock."

"No, sir. I didn't," she responded.

I scoffed. "I hate liars."

"I'm sorry, sir." A moan tore from her lips as I pulled her closer. My finger traced down her face, gliding to her neck before I squeezed her boobs again.

I immediately mind-linked one of my guards.

"Bring her. Bring Scar to me."

"Yes sir."

I needed to make a clean break with her since she refused to let go. Her desperate clinging had become suffocating.

She had to witness this, my moment with the maid. To see with her own eyes what I had tried to explain countless times with words that never seemed to reach her.

Only then might she finally understand that what we had was over, that the space she insisted on occupying in my life wasn't hers to claim anymore.

"This needs to be attended to," I muttered, forcing her to her knees.

"Ha," she let out a breathy sound.

"Suck."

She lifted her face, eyes searching mine. "Don't make me repeat it. NOW, SUCK."

"Yes sir."

She gently wrapped her hand around my rod, stroking it with care. A low moan escaped me.

"Who?" I asked when I heard a knock on the door. "Come in."

"Lucas, have you forg-" The words died in her throat as her eyes widened in shock. The air seemed to stiffen in her lungs, making it impossible to breathe as she tried to process the scene before her.

Her voice, when she finally found it, emerged as a wounded whisper, trembling with betrayal and disbelief. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Sit," I commanded with a firm tone, my authority echoing through the room. The Alpha tone I used brooked no argument. Scar hesitated, her body tense with resistance and her eyes defiant.

However, she eventually yielded to my command, sitting on the edge of the bed with a rigid posture, silently questioning my authority.

"No, not there," I moaned as the maid wrapped her tongue around my cock. "On the floor."

I guided her head gently, whispering, "Here, like this." Her lips found the right spot, and a shiver ran down my spine. The pleasure was intense.

"Hmm," I moaned. Goddess, she was so good at this. Another moan ripped from my throat as she took me deep. She worked her magic, her pace quickening as my moans grew louder.

The intensity built, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over me. Just as I was about to reach the peak, she slowed, teasing me with her tongue.

"Alpha," she called, licking the tip of my cock, her eyes filled with lust. The way she licked me like a lollipop, as if her life depended on it, made me burn with desire. She looked hot, sexy as hell.

She kissed and licked, continuing her assault, her tongue gliding along my length before taking me deep again.

I grabbed her hair, forcing her to take all of me. My eyes rolled back, desire coursing through my veins as moans spilled from my lips.

"Yes," I groaned. "Urghh... this feels so good." I moaned again as I began fucking her mouth.

"Feels so good." The pressure built inside me, tightening like a coiled spring.

She moaned around my shaft, the vibrations sending me over the edge. With a final, desperate thrust, I came hard, my release filling her mouth. She swallowed every drop, then looked up at me with a satisfied smirk.

"You're incredible," I gasped, my body still trembling from the intensity of my orgasm.

"Strip. Now."

She began taking off her clothes, one piece at a time, until she was completely naked. Her hardened nipples stood, begging for my attention. I dragged her closer.

"Easy, Alpha," she purred. "Let's take this to the bed."

"Ha!" she screamed as my grip tightened around her.

"Who do you think you are? To share my bed?"

I yanked her toward the nightstand, bending her over. With one sharp thrust, I buried myself inside her.

"Ha!" she screamed. "It hurts, sir."

"Shut up," I roared. Inside, she felt warm and slippery, just the way I liked it. "Stop lying. A liar like you deserves to be punished."

I began thrusting into her, my pace growing faster.

"Ah," she moaned. "Yes, Alpha."

I smacked her ass before grabbing her breasts, thrusting even deeper. Our moans mixed with the rhythm of my movements, filling the room.

"Yes, just like that," she moaned. "Deeper, Alpha."

She was enjoying this just as much as I was. And just like she wanted, I thrust into her deep and hard, fucking her at a faster pace.

"Ah... so sweet. Urghhh." My chest vibrated as pleasure consumed me, lust clouding my mind. I moved even faster, grabbing her hands and fucking her harder.

"I'm cumming, Alpha."

"You won't cum until I say so."

"Ah. Ah."

The sound of our lovemaking filled the air. Her moans grew louder as I pounded into her, harder, deeper, faster. My orgasm built up, tightening in my core. Just before I reached the edge, I pushed her away.

"Kneel."

She dropped to her knees. I shoved my cock into her mouth, groaning as my release filled her throat.

"Lick it clean. Don't waste any."

She wrapped her hand around me, her tongue flicking over every inch, obediently cleaning me.

"Ha," I breathed. "That feels good."

I turned to find Scar still huddled on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Her pathetic display left me unmoved.

I watched her trembling body with cold indifference, feeling nothing but contempt for such weakness. Her attempts to garner sympathy were wasted on me.

Let her cry. It changed nothing.

"You can leave," I commanded coldly.

"Yes," Scar said, without begging or uttering another word beyond those three.

I watched her walk away.

"You can do your job, maid. Change the bedsheet and get rid of it."

"Yes, Alpha."

With that, I headed to the bathroom. When I stepped inside, the maid was already gone.

Such a sensible woman, she knew the right thing to do, not lingering unnecessarily like someone desperate for attention.

I liked her type.

And I wouldn't mind tasting her again.