Chapter 381
Feral Sentinels Obey Only Her
Chapter 382 Turning the Tables
Sure enough, kissing her felt every bit as good as he’d imagined.
Back when his hyena had licked her skin, he’d gotten an indirect taste of it.
Nothing prepared him for how maddeningly addictive it felt firsthand.
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Mid–kiss, Rook’s blazing rage slowly ebbed. The heat that had burned through his skull san down, settling heavy and throbbing low in his abdomen.
He cupped Lyra’s jaw, forcing her head to tilt back, and pressed his body tight against hers.
The second their bodies made contact, a sharp surge of desperate pleasure nearly drew a gr out of him.
Lyra noticed something hard pressing against her. Instead of shrinking away, she pushed forward sharply with her stomach.
“Ow p>
It was only her abdomen, yet the blow landed squarely on his most vulnerable spot.
Rook doubled over, hunched like a shrimp in agony.
Lyra wiped saliva off her face, equal parts flustered and furious.
You reckless fool!
“Lyra… you p>
Rook bent over, eyes bloodshot and blazing, looking more menacing than ever.
Lyra paused, glancing toward Nael and Garen, who stood frozen in the doorway.
She waved awkwardly. “You don’t need to stand guard. I’m fine. Go on, leave p>
Hesitantly, Nael and Garen stepped away.
The moment their footsteps faded, Rook recovered enough to strike again.
He slammed her back against the wall, fingers wrapped around her neck to tilt her head upward
once more.
Lyra met his ferocious gaze, no longer afraid.
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“Don’t think I won’t do anything to you just because I want you as my Guide,” Rook snar through gritted teeth.
At those words, Lyra lifted her chin, growing bolder.
She drove her stomach forward again.
Seeing her reuse the same trick, Rook dodged nimbly.
He sneered, “You think p>
Lyra kept jabbing her stomach toward him.
The whole gesture looked ridiculous.
Still shaken by the earlier pain, Rook had no choice but to back off.
Part of him scoffed at himself for getting driven back by such a silly maneuver.
Another part wondered if this mute girl truly believed she could keep him under her thum forever.
As Lyra strode forward, smug with victory, he moved fast.
In one fluid motion, he seized her wrists and pinned her against the wall.
His torso pressed hard against her back, his leg trapping hers so she could not thrash freely.
“Try that stunt one more time p>
Lyra twisted against him.
Fine, I will.
She threw her head hard backward, aiming to slam into him. She hit nothing but air.
Rook’s taunting laugh rumbled beside her ear.
“Idiot p>
Every move Lyra made to fight back looked foolish in his eyes.
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ned hard, yet she could not break free.
and sooner or later his strength would fade.
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That would be his moment to suffer.
“Giving up already, huh p>
Lyra leaned against the wall, giving no response.
Rook swelled with triumph.
She’d put up such a fight a minute ago, and now she was trapped right in his grasp.
His gaze dropped to her lips, swollen and reddened from his kisses, his eyes darkening wi hunger.
Rook was a man of action; when a thought crossed his mind, he acted on it.
He freed one hand to grip her chin and lowered his head for another brutal, ravenous kiss.
Lyra fought again.
She strained her shoulders, trying to shove away the solid wall of his chest behind her.
But he held her so tight she had zero room to resist.
When that failed, she twisted in other directions.
Her squirming stoked Rook’s lust higher.
He pulled away with a wet pop sound as their lips parted. His voice dropped to a threatening growl.
“You gonna stop wiggling, or do you want me to take you right here p>
As he spoke, he smacked Lyra’s hip once, trying to make her behave.
Lewd words exploded in Lyra’s mind. Heat flooded her face, burning hot.
She seethed at his shamelessness yet had no way to fight back.
Held firmly by the back of her head, she endured another suffocating deep kiss.
The hard, hot pressure of his body pressed unmistakably against her back.
After a while, the strength in his grip on her wrists slowly weakened.
Lyra knew her chance had arrived.
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The instant his hold slackened further, she threw her head backward with all her force.
Already dizzy from their close contact, Rook staggered backward, stars bursting behind h
eyes.
Before he could steady himself, Lyra’s retaliation rained down on him like a storm.
Rook crashed to the floor, staring up as she kicked at him.
He felt equal parts anger and amusement.
Stabbing me when I’m down, huh?
Damn Guide, fighting dirty. Just wait till—
“Ah! Don’t kick there p>
He clamped his legs together, shielding himself.
Lyra paid no mind.
Today she intended to settle every score.
All the times he’d snapped at her, shouted insults, misbehaved, acted like a brute.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
I’ll beat you to death, you bastard!
Beating a Sentinel with rock–hard muscle wore her out quickly.
When she saw Rook still glaring at her from the floor, Lyra’s eyes widened, and she raised her foot again.
Rook’s gaze swept over her slender bare calf. He reached out and seized her ankle.
His fingertips brushed her smooth, soft skin, and his heartbeat stuttered.
Unconsciously, his thumbs stroked across her skin.
Lyra kicked her leg, trying to yank free.
Beard, yanking her off–balance.
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