Page 9 of Banishing Regrets

Nuka bucked his hips wildly as he pumped his cock inside Lynx. She was one of his best women, and her pussy was magical. If he wasn’t so busy seeking world domination, he’d probably be buried inside her at all times. Even he needed a break from killing people, and Lynx was his favorite release—literally, at the moment.

“You’re so good, Nuka,” Lynx purred back at him. Her sharp claws digging into his back, giving him the pain he needed with his pleasure. “Harder, harder,” the cat purred louder, and he thrust into her at an even more frantic pace.

His cock felt so good. Her wet warmth enveloped it every time he was inside her, but something was wrong. Normally, with Lynx, he would feel her muscles clamping down on his cock, especially as she approached orgasm, but there was nothing. He adjusted his position so he could get deeper within her.

He wondered what the hell was wrong with her?

“You feel so good,” Lynx continued.

Nuka knew he was getting close to his climax. He could feel it in his balls—they’d pulled up tight to his body.

“I’m going to come,” Lynx breathlessly screamed, and he buried himself deep within her as his cum shot from his body into the now orgasming feline beneath him.

Except she wasn’t.

She wasn’t clamping down on his dick.

There was no evidence of pleasure coursing through her body.

There was no scent of satisfaction.

She was faking it with him.

No one did that to him. He was too good at sex for women to need to do that.

He withdrew from Lynx and stared down at her.

“You’re so wonderful, Nuka,” she purred.

He looked at where his cum was now leaking out of her. He allowed his lip to curl up into a malevolent smile as he grabbed her by her long hair and dragged her from the bed.

“It’s a shame you’re a lying bitch,” he spat at Lynx as he hauled her across the room.

He opened the bedroom door as she scrambled and tried to get away from him.

“What do you mean? Please, tell me. What did I do wrong?” the now terrified Lynx pleaded.

He wasn’t going to listen, though. No one disrespected him the way she had, and it was time to teach her a lesson. The fact she’d dared to fake an orgasm showed him that even his pack thought he was weak—he was far from it. Ciaran losing his powers had been a blow to his plans, but the shifters were exposed to the human world now, and he wouldn’t stop until humans and shifters alike were bowing at his feet.

He would be the all-powerful ruler of the Americas.

Hell, why not the world!

There was no one going to stop him, especially not a whore who couldn’t do her job properly and worship his cock with the recognition it deserved.

“Everyone here,” he called out as he dragged Lynx out into the hallway near the top of the main staircase.

The members of his pack quickly assembled. Ciaran poked his head out from his magic room. His eyes were black but quickly returned to normal. Nuka felt happiness downgrade his anger for a second—the wizard was obviously getting some of his powers back.

Good.

Nuka had plans, and he didn’t want to wait any longer to put them into place.

It was time for the final battle.

But first, the whore needed to be dealt with.

“I don’t tolerate lying or deception in my pack. If you’re here, then you bow down to me. I’m the person who’ll lead you against the humans. I’ll guide us all to a better life where we can appear in our natural state whenever we want. The way we live will no longer be dictated by the fears of the humans.” He threw Lynx to the floor at his feet. “If anyone disrespects my power, then they will be punished for it.”

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