Cursed Bond: Claimed By The Monstrous Alpha Prince [BL]
Chapter 31: Helping Out [2]

Chapter 31: 31: Helping Out [2]

Sloan

Sloan let out a ragged breath, feeling like his brain just circuited. The weak grip on his wrist tightened for a moment before a desperate whine filled the air.

I let out a harsh sigh and squeezed my eyes tightly.

Why was this happening to me?

This felt like torture, like raw, fierce one, one that I cannot escape from.

I had hoped that one orgasm would be enough for him, but that didn’t seem to have helped that much.

Fuck.

I forced my eyes open and glanced over at the boy’s face. He had his eyes closed now, but his mouth was parted to release soft breaths as his chest kept moving up and down.

"Empty... hurts." He whispered this time and I let out another ragged breath as I fully turned around till I was facing him again, then I began to reach between his legs, but I ended up stopping at the last moment, feeling beyond conflicted.

I want to help him out so he’d stop being in pain, I want to make it better for him, but I’ve told myself that I wouldn’t touch him and I didn’t want to go against that word, which was why I let out a harsh sigh once again before dragging my left hand through my hair.

When I focused on him once again, my fangs began to ache a little and I bent over him, hesitating for a moment before tilting his head sideways. He responded smoothly, mewling beautifully and arching his throat further for me, like he knew what I and my beast wanted. We wanted to sink our fangs into his throat, that urge suddenly gripped us from nowhere and to me, it suddenly felt like it might be able to stop him from thid predicament.

When I leaned closer and let my nose graze his throat, his scent filled up my lungs at once and a pleased rumble vibrated in my chest. That sound seemed to affect lilac because his body trembled beneath my hold. I opened my mouth and scraped the surface of his racing pulse, and then I bit into the soft throat. The bite wasn’t that deep, but it seemed to have the result I wanted, because in the next fleeting moment, lilac was letting out a choked sound before practically melting into my sheets.

It seemed like a switch got flicked within him. He completely stop thrashing around and arching off the bed in clear desperation. His chest was moving gently this time and his face seemed relaxed, like he was actually sleeping once again.

It was clear that the arousal that seemed to have been battling him had somehow evaporated into thin air but I didn’t know exactly how it happened. I hadn’t fully expected my bite to actually worked, I had just done it because I was desperate, and was prepared to do anything so far it didn’t involve touching him sexually in this state.

I let out a soft sigh as I caressed his soft cheeks. He was still sweaty but his skin was starting to cool down. After I rolled off the bed, I covered him with a blanket before stretching my muscles, eyes zeroing in on the drugs on the bedside table. Do I wake him to give him those drugs or wait till morning?

After a few moments, I decided that it was best I wait till morning, especially after seeing how long it took him to fall asleep tonight.

When I headed into the bathroom tonight to go take a shower, I was as hard as a stone, so hard that it felt like it could cut into a tree. As I undressed, I gripped my length tightly, shaking it a little before stepping under the cold spray.

As I showered, I let my mind wander back to the little human back in my bed. If he had been awake, would he have given me consent to touch him? Would he want me to? Or would he be too scared of me? The thought of him being afraid of me to that point was surprisingly displeasing and I acknowledged the fact that I didn’t want him to be afraid of him.

I wouldn’t hurt him, ever. Whatever it was that made my beast to not kill him that night was proof enough.

As the cold water sprayed down on me, I briefly wondered how he’d react if he saw all of me like this, down to the abnormality I had between my legs, which was the real reason why I was labeled a freak from birth.

Would he also think of me as a freak?

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My mother hated me from birth along with my father.

Even after her and my father didn’t succeed in drowning me after birth, they still hated me so much. After that failed attempt, they still tried multiple times to take my life, and it greatly angered them that I seemed unkillable, because nothing seemed to work no matter how hard they tried.

They had me locked away and barely revealed me to the public. After I began to shift into a mindless beast, rumors of me being all sort of things soon spread through the kingdom.

Six years after my birth, my mother had a daughter.

Despite the fact that they never let me see or touch her, I still loved her dearly. At age ten when I unexpectedly shifted into my beast form, I almost attacked her when she tried to pet my beast.

Apparently, I hurt her and even gave her a scar.

That was the last straw for my mother. She took my sister, broke things off with my father and decided to go back to her parents’ kingdom.

But that was a slap to my father’s face, that a woman left him, and he had my mother and sister captured and locked away, then after he blamed me for ruining his happy family, he then began to use my mother and sister to blackmail me since then.

Whenever he needed me to do something, should I keep refusing, he’d threaten to kill them and I’d give in to his demands at the end of the day, because even though my mother and sister might hate me, I still cared about them and still feel guilty over ruining their lives.

I already expect him to threaten me with them soon if I keep refusing to wed the princess who’d arrive at this kingdom soon.

I wasn’t sure of how I was gonna do it, but this time, I definitely won’t give in, not when I already have this human— this woman that has taken up all the space in my brain, and was now all that I could think about and all that I’m concerned about.