Taming the Tyrant Beast Women

When Revenge Turned Into Protection

*He’s given me a new life.*

Leon’s thumb brushed across her cheek.

Leon felt like he was dreaming.

No—even his dreams had never been this bold.

The Blackheart family was wealthy beyond measure.

Even a widow without a husband was far above someone like him.

And yet, here she was—right in front of him.

An invisible thread bound their souls together.

With a single thought, he could command her to do anything.

Even kill anyone for him.

"Don’t look so scared," he said softly. "I’m not going to hurt you."

Selena’s eyes searched his face.

"You’re not?"

"Of course not."

His smile was warm.

"You’re my Dear Selena. My companion. My partner. I would never hurt you."

"Then what... what are you doing?"

Leon stepped closer.

Close enough that she could feel his warmth.

Her G cup tits brushed against his chest.

Her breath caught.

"Leon..."

"You must be tired after fighting all day."

"I want to replenish your mana," he said softly. "You fought hard today. You deserve to be rewarded."

Selena’s heart raced.

"Replenish... my mana?"

"Yes." His voice dropped lower. "A beast-soul master can transfer mana to his beast-girl. Through touch. Through intimacy. Through... closeness."

Selena’s face burned even hotter.

"Mmm." Her reply was barely a whisper.

Leon rose from the bed and stepped toward her.

Before Selena could say another word, he bent down and scooped her into his arms.

One arm hooked beneath her knees.

The other supporting her back.

She let out a soft gasp, her golden eyes widening in surprise.

"Leon... what are you—"

"You’re heavy with exhaustion. Let me carry you."

Her cheeks flushed a deep rose.

"I can walk on my own, you know."

"I know. But I want to hold you."

Selena’s protests died in her throat.

She nestled against his chest.

Feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat through his shirt.

The warmth of his body seeped into hers.

And for the first time in years, she felt something she had almost forgotten.

Safety.

*What is happening to me?* she thought.

*I should hate this man.*

*He took everything from me.*

*He forced me into a contract.*

*He humiliated me in front of my son.*

*But...*

*When he holds me like this...*

*I feel safe.*

*I feel wanted.*

*I feel alive.*

Leon carried her to the bed.

The bed was simple, modest.

Nothing like the plush silk sheets she had grown accustomed to in the Blackheart estate.

The mattress was firm.

The pillows thin.

Neither of them minded.

Leon laid her down gently.

His purple eyes never leaving hers.

The dim lamplight cast soft shadows across her porcelain features.

Highlighting the delicate curve of her jaw.

The fullness of her lips.

*She’s so beautiful,* Leon thought.

*When I first saw her, I hated her.*

*She was just another rich snob looking down on me.*

*But now...*

*Now she’s mine.*

*My beast-girl.*

*My companion.*

*My woman.*

*I used to dream of revenge.*

*I wanted to make her suffer.*

*But looking at her now...*

*I don’t want to hurt her.*

*I want to protect her.*

*I want to make her happy.*

"Selena," he murmured.

His voice low and rough with emotion.

"Leon..."

He leaned in slowly.

Giving her every chance to turn away.

She didn’t.

Their lips met.

It was gentle at first.

Tentative.

Like two people testing unfamiliar ground.

His lips were warm and soft against hers.

She felt a shiver run down her spine.

*His lips...* Selena thought.

*They’re so warm.*

*So soft.*

*I didn’t expect this.*

*I thought he would be rough.*

*Cruel.*

*But he’s not.*

*He’s gentle.*

*He’s patient.*

Then the kiss deepened.

Selena’s hands came up to rest against his chest.

Her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt.

Leon’s hand cupped the back of her head.

Threading through her silver-white hair.

He pulled her closer.

When their tongues met, a spark of electricity seemed to pass between them.

Raw.

Hungry.

Undeniable.

Selena gasped against his mouth.

*Oh god...*

*This feeling...*

*It’s been so long.*

*Years since my husband died.*

*I forgot what this felt like.*

*To be touched.*

*To be wanted.*

*To be held like I matter.*

Her life had been monotonous.

A gray blur of duty and obligation.

Endless meetings.

Endless paperwork.

Endless nights alone in a cold, empty bed.

But here, in Leon’s arms, she felt alive again.

Their lips moved together.

A rhythm that grew more urgent with each passing second.

She tasted him.

Something sweet and masculine.

Intoxicating in a way she hadn’t expected.

*Mmm...* Selena moaned softly.

Her lips parted wider.

Inviting him in.

Leon’s tongue swept inside her mouth.

Tasting her.

Exploring her.

She responded eagerly.

Her tongue met his.

Dancing together.

*I want more,* she thought.

*I want all of him.*

*I’ve been alone for so long.*

*So cold.*

*So empty.*

*But now...*

*Now I’m burning.*

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