The Beast And The Tamer [MoonSun] Complete

Chapter 22

There are some who believe that the eyes are the window of the soul, if that were the case she did not have a soul, or at least that's what Eric thought when he looked those who resembled two inanimate ruby ​​basins. As she did not seem to have heard the warning, he thought it would be prudent to repeat it.

-If you do anything to me...- Eric didn't finish the sentence when he felt Yongsun press him against the wall, squeezing his shoulders with her hands, a second later, a sharp line cut across him between the shoulder and the clavicle, he looked down and watched a sharp thorn break through his clothes.

It was a torturous pain, the movement of the thorn was deliberately slow, and the Feudal could imagine the fibers of his muscle breaking from the penetration of the object.

The atmosphere in the room had become so gloomy that the other occupants could do nothing but look at the two tamers. Seulgi reacted from her stupor, closed her mouth and, taking advantage of the stupefaction of the other two in the dungeon, approached the beast, Byul moved in the chair a bit, looked up and languidly observed the redhead, Seulgi smiled empathetically at her and knelt as discreetly as possible, reached for the moorings that held the legs of the beast, while she untied them she could feel how Byul smelled her, when she finished her task and looked up, she met the green of the beast.

-What will you do now?- She asked in a conciliatory way, like if she fully trusted her; more animal than human, Byul pierced the oracle with her gaze, like if she could read her mind. Seulgi stuttered a little.

-I... I don't know- she got up fearing they had seen her, luckily for her Yongsun was giving a show torturing Eric, so no one was paying attention to what she was doing, she still could not reveal her true intentions in front of the enemies, because although the Queen could easily take them down, she was not in the winning position, and Eric knew it.

The Feudal had lived this before, he felt it like a déjà vu.

Since the first time he had seen Princess Yongsun, he had dreamed of her, at first they had been common dreams where they ran into each other and talked, or they were holding hands, but as time went by (and his obsession increasing), the innocent dreams were transformed into some erotic stuff.

Some of these, could be said, were terrifying and wicked, that's why the empty eyes, being pinned against the wall, and physical pain was something he had already dreamed of, it was the strangest thing perhaps, but right now he was feeling with each passing second, more and more aroused.

Yongsun, not getting the desired response from the martyred of her days, cruelly enlarged the thickness of the thorn and apart from that added very sharp ramifications all around it.

-Aaaaah ~ - It was a strange sound for someone who was being "tortured", it sounded more like a moan of evident pleasure for what she was doing to him.

Yongsun felt disgusted to have placed her hands on him, Eric was with his eyes closed and with his well-known salacious smile. He opened his eyes slowly when he stopped feeling pressure on his shoulders and running the tip of his tongue over his lips, he lustfully checked Yongsun up and down.

Yongsun was so mad and at the same time realized that, despite everything, she was at a disadvantage.

-~ Ah ~ Yongsun, Why did you stop?- Eric asked with a smile and gestures difficult to classify.

-You don't seem to understand, it's clear that you've lost your mind- Yongsun walked away from the Feudal, but without removing the thorn -Don't you know that I can eliminate all of you by myself?- To Yongsun's annoyance Eric didn't remove that smile from his face.

-That, dear Yongsun, does not change the fact that only I can save the beast and even if you threaten to kill me, I will not agree to help her-

Yongsun remained calm, from the corner of her eye saw her Byul complained of pain.