Once Betrayed Never Forgotten

Chapter 60: First Taste of Cum

The first powerful load of hot cum rushes from his balls down that long muscular shaft to the head of his cock, and hits the back of my throat. I feel his cock harden and pulse and load after load of hot cum shoots out of him. He keeps cumming and cumming, and I can’t swallow it fast enough so I let some pool in my mouth. It’s my first taste of cuni, and I f*cking love it. Soon his hat spunk is flowing out of the sides of my mouth, over my wet pink lips and down my chin, down onto my chest, onto my heaving boobs, dripping over my erect nipples, Lang strands of hot cum hang from my lips, but Luka’s not finished yet.

With each flood of cum his colossal cock swells farger and harder, jerking upwards in my mouth as he releases his seed,

I knew there would be a lot, but f*ck me! I never expected anything like this. The amount of cum gushing into my mouth from his erupting cock is incredible. I want it all, every last drop

By now my face and chest is covered in cum, but Laka’s still not finished. The final load of spunk from those enormous balls covers my face, and Iery out as a wonderful orgasm rips through me,

“Oh my god Arianna,” Luka groans, his giant dick and balls finally drained as he places a hand on my head to steady himself. “That was so f*cking hot. Jesus. No one’s ever given me bead like that.”

He looks down at the cum all over my face, and I lick my lips, devouring the taste. The sight seems to turn him on again, and he pulls r me to my feet, pushing me up against the piano as his mouth finds mine. He kisses me deeply, his tongue now f*cking my mouth, saliva and cum mingling as I buck my pelvis up and grind against him in desperation.

F*ck it. I don’t care if having him cum in me seals our mate bond and binds us for life, I need his cock in my pussy this instant, I need that hot spunk shooting into me. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Luka lifts me ba

back up onto the piano, with my legs on either side of him and 1scoot back slightly.

“Luka, I need you to f*ck me, RIGHT F

CKING NOW! I say, spreading my legs open to wider to reveal my dripping wet cunt. “Please f*ck me Luka. F*ck me with that gigantic cock of yours.”

He moans, his cock already swelling and standing to attention, erect again and ready to fill my cunt with his hot seed. He turns me around and bends me over the piano, pressing my tits onto the cold wonden surface. He grabs the bottom of my ass, spreading my legs wider, revealing my hat dripping pink slit. He’s about to lift me onto his hard throbbing cock, moments away from f*cking me hard from behind….

When agonising, blinding pain tears through my body. Everything goes blank for a moment, blinding whiteness as I cry out and clutch at my throat, where the pain is centred. My hand comes away coated red, slick with fresh blood. Wave after wave of excruciating stabbing pain leaves me in agonising misery, shrieking out as Luka scoops me up into his arms, steadying me.

“What’s wrong?!” He asks, his eyes finding the bleeding wound on my neck.

I’m losing so much blood, and the library around me starts to blur and fade. My head feels light, and my thoughts grow distant, as if they’re drifting into a fog. It’s like trying to focus on a distant, hazy horizon. My body feels wenk, limbs heavy, as if they’re no longer mine to control.

Every heartbeat throbs in my ears, a slow, distant drum that muffles the sound of Luka’s voice. My vision narrows, and I can barely make out the shapes and colours around me. It’s like looking through a dense veil of gauze, everything distant and surreal.

A sense of unreality washes over me, and I struggle to stay upright on the plant. The world tilts, and I cling to consciousness, feeling as though I’m on the verge of slipping away into darkness. My thoughts grow fragmented, my awareness fading like a whisper in the wind. It’s as if I’m suspended in a dream, unable to grasp the edges of reality, lost in a fuzzy, fading realm.

Luka’s voice comes swimming out of the darkness,

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you, hold on…“he’s saying.

Through my haze I feel him place one of his big hands over the bite mark, pressing down and applying pressure to slow down the bleeding. The pain is still surging through me as he continues to press down, and the blood flow gradually stops.

When the blood flow has finally been staunched, Luka removes his big strong hand and wipes a strand of bloodied hair away from my face, tucking it behind my ear.

I still feel faint, and fuzzy, but my thoughts are starting to become more clear, whole again. It’s like emerging from a dense mist, where my mind was shrouded in confusion. The world around me slowly sharpens, and the colours regain their vibrancy. Luka’s silver eyes flash with concern, and I feel sudden surge of raw anger and frustration.

Chapter 60 First Taste of Cum

I know it’s not a coincidence that the bite mark began to bleed anew the moment Luka was about to claim me, to seal our bond, and mark me as his

OWIL

tune, powerless pawns under the mastery of our puppeteer, every

Aleksandr orchestrated it all. We’ve been mere marionettes, helplessly dancing to his to step meticulously prearranged by him. F*cking asshole! I hate him!

All he does is use people for his own sick enjoyment.

I’m so angry that maybe my thoughts are spilling into Luka’s mind through our mate bond.

“Jesus Christ Arianna, I’ll kill that bastard.” Luka says, his eyes burning with rage. “I don’t care if I die trying, Aleksandr’s going to pay for this.”

He pulls up his pants, his eyes burning with an unstoppable rage. Luka is strong, but Aleksandr is stronger and it would be a fight to the death, I’m sure of that.

It’s not fair to let Luka sacrifice himself, throw away his life for a lie.

Because, that’s what our mate bond is, after all. One big lie. He thinks it was fate, divinely ordained by the Moon Goddess – but the truth is way more complicated. It was more like a nudge, a spell cast by Mircea while I was imprisoned in a cell under the church in the village, the best way she could think of freeing me.

I’m furious at Aleksandr for using people, but am I any better? Right now I’m using Luka to try and make Aleksandr jealous, to prove a point to him, a cruel game of revenge. Even if I am honestly enjoying the process, turned on beyond belief by Luka’s enormous cock and his primal, animalistic lust for me… it’s still not right.

It wouldn’t be fair for me to let Luka penetrate me and cement our mate bond, tying us together for life, with him only knowing half the truth. And it’s even worse allowing him to face off against Aleksandr, risking his life for a girl who’s keeping him in the dark about something so important to him.

That’s it. I have no choice… I have to tell Luka the truth

Luka is bristling with rage, probably imagining all the things he’s going to do to his master when he finds him. With a gentle yet firm touch, he rests his hands on my forearms, fingers gently curling around them, the warmth of his touch serving as a reassuring anchor, underscoring the significance of his

words.

“Whatever

happens, I want you to leave this castle, go back to California,” he says, leaning in closer, his bright silver eyes locking onto mine with unwavering intensity. “Don’t let him trap you here. Promise me, Arianna. Seraphina can take you back home to California, she has her ways. And don’t wait for me. Just go find Seraphina, leave now, and I’ll come find you later. Okay?”

I shake my head, the weight of impending revelation settling heavily in my chest.

that,” I say, dreading what comes next. My heart quivers with a mixture of sorrow, fear, and guilt, as if it knows the painful truth it’s about to

“I can’t do th

bear.

Luka’s face creases with confusion, but before he can speak, I hold a finger to his lips to silence him.

“Luka, there’s something you need to know,” I say, my heart hammering in my chest as I speak the words. “Something I should have told you ages ago.”

“Okay,”He

says, sounding uncertain. “I’m all ears.”

Damn. Here goes nothing…