Chapter 28

Chapter 28
|| LUCIUS's POV ||

" Come In!"

I blurted as the door was knocked twice. I ended up having too many glasses. My intention was clear about forgetting Monica. It was the same reason that Agatha was invited into my room today.

Agatha stepped inside with a shy face, a long transparent red vile covering her face. An annoying feeling rose in my heart but I ignored it and said instead,
" Sit on the bed, Agatha until I am done drinking."

I needed to be fully drunk to do the thing that she wanted. As I poured myself another glass, Agatha didn't seem to carry out my order. To my surprise, she slipped out of her long red dress, standing only in her naked frame. The long hairs on his head helped her cover her nipples. Agatha said shyly, approaching me slowly,
" I thought..you would like me more like this. I know you, Lucius. I know that you like it rough with your women and I am ready to give it to you."

Her delicate figure brushed past mine. She caught my glass gingerly, bending down to pour the wine for me. My eyes traveled down to her naked body. I felt the lust of sex but nothing compared to the feeling when I was around my little slave. Agatha offered me the drink with a seductive smile. I grabbed it off and gulped it down, hearing Agatha's whining voice,
" I have waited..so long for this moment.. my king..Do not ignore me tonight. Let me worship you. Let me show you what I can do to you."

Agatha muttered before falling on her knees, so ready to give me a blow job. Her action surprised me since everyone said that decent ladies lacked knowledge in this respect. I wondered how Agatha learned this technique. I didn't stop her as she opened the zipper of my pajamas and gasped to see my cock.

Fuck! It wasn't even hard!

She muttered hoarsely, licking on her lips,
" So...big..."

I grew stiff at this comment. It turned me on slightly hence I pulled her by her hair roughly, shoving the dick into her mouth. She gagged on it, hardly fitting my dick in her mouth. She tried to fit it inside her mouth but I barely gave her time. I began to thrust my dick violently into her mouth. Agatha gagged and tried to make it slow but I was blind to her. Before I could focus on my pace, my wolf started shouting in my head, sneering at me hatefully,
" Hurting! Mate! You are hurting.. here.. Fuck you..."

Clenching my teeth together, I tried to ignore the restlessness of my lycan in my head. He was feeling restless because of our mate. He tried to show me something but I dodged it aside, putting all my attention on Agatha and my hard dick. I began to thrust more violently into her lips when my lycan sent an image into my head.

Monica was curled up in the washroom, whimpering in pain as red marks appeared all over her body!

Fuck..fuck..fuck...

Why was she suffering? How the fuck she was suffering because of me?

It was rare to see a mate suffering because of the other one. I never imagined that my cheating on her would cause such acute pain in her body. I couldn't focus on Agatha anymore. Pulling my dick out of her mouth, I muttered to her, already heading outside to find Monica,
" Go back to your room, Agatha."

My feet were already running in the direction of Monica's room. When I tried to enter the servant quarter, the guard on the doorway reminded me,
" My king! You shouldn't step inside. If you need someone, I can find her for you."

I growled at him, heading forward anxiously,
" Fuck you! Get out of my way!"

In no way, I was going to let those punks touch Monica in front of my eyes. She was possibly stripping to erase her pain. I dashed inside her room without a knock. Thankfully, the door was unlocked and I locked it from inside after entering. My Lycan told me to find her in the bathroom. With a flying kick, the door burst open and my eyes fell on the girl crying in the bathtub. She was whining in pain and barely acknowledged my presence.

I never felt so guilty in my life for my actions. Calling her name, I reached out to pull her out of the bathtub. She shoved my hands off harshly, refusing my touch firmly,
"Don't.. Don't touch me..It.. just making me sick ... Don't please.."

An arrow was stabbed into my heart over her words. I never knew that rejection could be so painful. Swallowing the pain in my heart, I muttered strongly, gripping her shoulders,
" I am touching my mate. I don't need your permission to do that."

She let out a throaty laugh as I held her. Sneering at me, she replied bitterly,
" You didn't seem to remember it when you were fucking another girl a while ago. Don't pity me, Your Majesty! Get out and do whatever you were doing...aahahh.."

She winced in pain as soon as I held her tight. Ignoring her bantering, I pulled her out of the bathtub, holding her against the wall. I turned on the shower to bring some soothing to her body. She tried to push me away but I held her tight, letting the water soothe her pain a little. I was wet from the water as well but her painless face was more important than my body.

Finally, she sighed heavily and leaned against the wall, muttering incoherently,
" You.. shouldn't be here. It's forbidden for a king to enter a slave's room. By doing this, you have made enemies for me in the castle."

I let out a growl, pressing myself more against her,
" I don't fucking care..All I care about fucking you now..I don't want to see you in pain. Not now..not ever .."

She blurted out in a daze, peering up at me through her watery eyelashes,
" WHY?"