Her golden eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wing and she peeked at Andreas who was sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyebrows straight. It is surrounded by a strong atmosphere of oppression and ice is accumulating at an uncharacteristic speed.
The pulse of vessels rises along his neck and the eyes repeatedly oscillate between Golden and silver. As if he is resisting the monster inside him and suppressing his will.
When he finally came to take her from the temple she was very happy to mate with the king of Dragons. Seriously, just looking at his appearance makes her yearn to break the bed she's under.
She wanted to be destroyed by his absolute power and possession. Most monsters are sadistic and cruel, especially in bed with lewd thoughts.
Learning to lust after the King Of Monsters is not easy.. He will lose himself at some point and all his muscles swell. Her eyelashes shook with her thoughts and she licked his body with her eyes down to a special place below his stomach.
He will bite her and enjoy watching the blood seep out as he pleases himself. He was not the only side who liked it.
It's a natural instinct in all predatory beasts.
A sweet scent filled with acidic peaches covered his body that made her develop an aversion to him. But that won't stop her from spending the night with him.
When he entered the temple, everyone was amazed by the smell and was curious to know how the king of monsters could agree to be distinguished from an animal and the animal owned him!
Amethyst wondered, Will it be an effective prophecy when his body carries the smell of another woman. But she didn't really care as much as she cared about the long night she was going to spend with him.
She gave a small smile and lightly released her pheromones into the air surrounding Andreas and enveloping him in an attempt to dispel that fragrant fragrance.
She possessed a fake pheromone and her prey will smell a favorite perfume that makes him euphoric. At that moment all that Andreas inhaled was an unpleasant and unoriginal peach smell.
The same smell of alice is sweet and makes every cell of his body wobble and the tips of his fingers go numb, but for some reason there was a strong aversion to the smell that surrounded him and made him release an aggressive tobacco pheromone that dispels this smell.
He furiously raised his silver eyes and the gaze seemed stagnant and sent chills into the Silent Night. Slowly he parted his lips and a low, dry voice came sliding down her spine and froze her bones.
"Take your pheromones away from me."
Her body hair stood on the cliff and she pulled out her pheromone in panic. His eyes gave a silver shimmer and he stood up from the bed before his wind suddenly blew and carried the woman in front of him.
"... Your Majesty"
When her body floated, her legs involuntarily diverged and a dislocated posture appeared.
His eyelashes drooped, covering half of his eyes, and the moonlight fell on his back, making his broad shoulders more noticeable.
His expressions have sunk into shadows and the ice is piling up faster and there is an extremely cold air that froze the tips of her toes.
"... "
Thunder growled with his chest resisting his will and growled menacingly to himself. He looked calm outside but there was a loud noise in his head and it was echoing in his chest cavities.
She's not his female.
He doesn't want to touch her and she disgusts him.
You can't touch anyone except his own, alice... Alice should be here.
A deep and festering chasm is aggravated by a restless anger that stabs his heart again and again. The whole world seemed to be disturbing and his inner emotion suddenly shook the Earth.
His jaw tightened even more and black vessels rose along his neck and forehead. He suppressed all his unprecedented Will and raised his hand to the belt of his trousers. At that moment perception attacked Amethyst's mind and her eyes opened wide.
Her lips twitched and parted between them cautiously, in a stuttering voice and in a sexy, coquettish tone.
".. Your Majesty, won't you caress me first?"
It's unbelievable that he's planning to come in and she's not ready, that's crazy, let alone his size as a man.
Andreas did not bother to raise his head and his eyes slid upward with authority and an air of condescension. Like someone looking at garbage in front of him.
"Shut up."
"....."
His calm appearance was reflected by her eyes, but the atmosphere he emitted looked like a storm and the waves were churning violently. So strong and cruel that he wants to copulate with her without prepping her or releasing lust pheromones that can make her in heat.
Actually he didn't need to. The thought that he was sadistic made her thighs tremble and aroused her, damn,. She bit the tips of her lower lip and her fingers touched the hem of her dress, lifting it up in an attempt to make him crazy with excitement.
A ruthless beast, she was eager to start tonight.
He watched her act with a pair of wobbly eyes and almost lost control of his body with a desire to grind her muscles and throw her away.
His hand refused to move the zipper of his pants and he stood fighting himself there. Disturbed pheromones inside his body rubbed against some of his own and he refused to approach this woman.
His pheromones would not have been so disturbed, they are pheromones so sweet that they left a burning taste when she was angry at what he would do.
At that moment his lip rose in a sideways smile and he stared in disbelief..... Absolutely.
She recognized him.....
Although he was aware of this, he did not feel any kind of aversion, anger, or even insult.
The king of beasts is distinguished by a small favorite Piura animal with a sweet aromatic pheromone in the air. For some reason the thought made him swallow a soft growl and his mind seemed distracted.
She owned it....
"Your Majesty, please.."
The lustful and hot voice made his consciousness clear again and he looked at the body in front of him. There was a thin layer of ice covering her legs and despite the cold air in the room, she was panting and sweating a little on her face.
His eyelashes drooped silently and the wind stopped, letting her body fall to the ground.
She blinked in amazement staring at the ceiling and wondered if he wanted to do it on the floor, but his dry words shook her spine and she gave puzzled expressions.
"Leave."
She raised her eyebrows and sat down on the floor in moderation. She didn't have the nerve to rebel and ask what he was doing, but she carefully parted her lips.
"Your majesty we need to fulfill the prophecy there is no longer a second option. You need an Amethyst with a holy, and pure aura.... We should mate before your next rut."
He did not give a response and his huge shadow completely covered her body. She didn't see his expression clearly but she recognized the disdain and indignation in that cold Silver Flash.
Her lips moved briefly and she chose her words carefully and respectfully. I hardly dared to open a conversation with him.
"Your Majesty, are you planning to die! "
"...."
At that moment the wind suddenly blew and the room was cleaned. All that came was the sound of a scream like an illusion and disappeared outside the window very far from this mansion.
The place fell silent and quiet and there seemed to be a void in the air.
Only then did he realize the pink mist that was slowly flowing down the door.
There was a shadow of small feet and drooping eyes watching for a long time without knowing what he was thinking.
Now his emotions have become complicated and strange, why throw Amethyst away!
Even if alice had marked him out, he was not a weak beast to fall under the command and anger of the pheromones that are turbulent in his body.
By his will he followed the command of her pheromones and could do nothing but drive that woman away.
Why does he have such a will in the first place
No.no.....
How long ago did this will begin! Since when the contradictions that collide and make a swing with his emotions began.
He quietly lowered his eyes and his feet moved with silent steps towards the door, one thing was clear.
He will not touch any other woman than this fragile object standing behind the door.
...
Even if it means his doom.
When the door opened its shadow fell on her body and she suddenly flinched, shrank her shoulders and raised her head in amazement.
The Amethyst eyes looked distracted and swollen, even the small nose reddened and more prominent.
"oh.... .. I.... I... I'm sorry, I'm don.. I don't know what that is...."
She stuttered her letters and the voice faltered and weak. She was confused and lowered her head like someone who didn't even realize he was standing at that point.
The ice that has been piling up has calmed down and deep, complex emotions have passed that he struggles to understand. Just looking at her tamed all the growls and noises in his chest and her smell numbed his mind with a strange peace.
Her fragrant pheromones feverishly rubbed his body and cleared him of the dirty smell of another female. But at the same time the peach fragrance carried a sad and painful hymn.
It seemed to affect his mood as well. He slightly arched his eyebrows with a vague displeasure and watched her feet retreat like someone planning to leave, but without realizing his hand grabbed her wrist.
"oh..."
The body bounced violently and she pulled her hand as if it was a pest and the biggest filth on earth that she couldn't touch.
"....."
He raised his eyebrows in disbelief and Berry his fingers firmly on the thin bones. At that moment he pulled her body and his thick arm encircled her waist.
Her heart beat violently at the cold touch and the tufts of his black hair tickled her face.
I blinked in amazement several times and the Amethyst's eyes were unaware of what was happening.
Bunny pressed his nose to her cheek and a cold roughness broke out on her lips. She could clearly see Andreas's eyelashes dangling and his half-open eyes with a dark and Deep Silver color, as if he was being swallowed to an endless point.
No, no... That's not what's happening... Is he really going to keep playing me!