ALDRICShe says my name in a whisper, dragging that pink tongue along her upper lip.It’s the first time she’s ever called me by name, and it feels like a damn orgasm just hearing it.She presses her body against my chest, both of us nearly naked, her skin cool yet burning hot at the same time.She inhales my scent, her hands caressing me as her mouth trails down to my nipples, licking them.My cock throbs against her stomach."Valeria… Nmm…"I groan, struggling to keep control. If I lose it now, I’ll hurt her.She’s too wounded.But her touches, her kisses, her intoxicating scent—everything is driving me insane.She grabs my hand and guides it under her dress, between her bare 4ss cheeks, no panties.The invitation is clear, and I’m no saint.I slide both hands lower, pushing her dress up to her waist, squeezing her plump 4ss with a desperate hiss of pleasure, finally indulging in my fantasies.I pull back for just a second, ripping off the damn leaves tied around my waist, leaving m
ALDRICA tug at my hair started, insistent."Wait, baby… Nmmm… I just need a second… Shhh…" I lifted my gaze to meet her blue eyes, desperate to come, so damn close."Don’t waste it, I want to taste you like you did with mine. Stand up, Your Majesty…" she whispered, pushing me by the shoulders.She brought two fingers to her lips, sucking them in and out, swirling her tongue, moaning, mimicking a sinful blowjob.I stood up instantly, my cock throbbing, still dripping, never stopping for a second.Her submission, her desire to please me—pushed my dark lust to a whole new level.Me, who needed to fuck at least two women to reach climax, was on the edge from nothing but this.A thick, clear string of precum dripped from my swollen tip onto the grass below.Valeria's eyes widened in awe, taking in the differences between a human and a Lycan's form."Are you scared now? Mmm… Don’t you want to taste me anymore, Valeria?"I teased her, brushing my cock against her parted lips, smearing my le
VALERIAMy brain finally connected with reality, and it told me I was lying on my side on a bed.Not chained. Not imprisoned. Not bound. And definitely very much alive.I felt an incredible vitality surging inside me, healing, repairing my wounds.Confused, I opened my eyes halfway, staring at an old wooden wall.I know this wallpaper—it's from the inn where we were staying, in that… pack where I was kidnapped and taken to those vampires who sold me as a slave, and then… then the Lycan King rescued me!Up to that point, everything had been terrifying, but manageable.However, the memories of all the sexual things I did with King Aldric afterward… were impossible to bear!Phrases like “…I need you to touch me more, Aldric…” and “…I want to taste you like you did with mine…” short-circuited my mind."Uuuuhhhh!" I grabbed the pillow and screamed into it, burying my face full of shame.Did the King leave me here at the inn?Most likely. And honestly, for the best—because I don't think I c
VALERIAAfter making the boldest agreement of my life, Aldric left and asked the innkeeper to prepare a hot bath.I appreciated the gesture and sank into the soothing water up to my neck, alone in the room, sighing in relief.I didn’t want to think about anything, but as I raised the hand where I had been burned by that strange stone, I realized it was almost fully healed. I touched my neck too—no pain.All my wounds and bruises were healing fast, faster than ever before, except for the most serious and old scars.It was the power of the Lycan, I knew it well.I also remembered all the strange things I had experienced. My memories of the specter attack were hazy, but one thing was certain—I faced it, and I even think it feared me.What am I, really?No one can ever know about this. Absolutely no one.Everyone connected with those creatures and vampires is executed without question.That order had been given by none other than the King himself. And I am right by his side.Aldric can ne
VALERIAI froze at Quinn's words.He kept deciphering the message, but my mind could only think about what the King must have felt when his children were murdered, and he had to take his mate’s life with his own hands.I know all too well that soul-crushing pain that leaves you wanting nothing but death.Aldric had it even worse—I didn't carry my baby in my womb for long.He held his pups in his hands and loved his woman.She didn’t betray him like I was betrayed. She didn’t deserve to die.She was his mate, so he had a companion, surely a beautiful female who shared his bed, his dreams, his life.Someone he truly cherished. Someone who bore his children.Why did I feel so bitter inside?I raised my hand and touched my scars. I had never cared about them before, but now, comparing myself to a poor deceased woman, all kinds of insecurities tightened around my heart.«Idiot, how can you even compare yourself to her? Aldric will never see you that way. Don't get your hopes up»I scolded
VALERIAAt last, he released me from the pressure of his power, and I could finally breathe again.Guardian Quinn also stood up, wiping the blood from his bruised cheek despite his rapid healing.That punch had been brutal."Tell me, what did you discover?" he asked, the three of us standing before the Goddess's Altar.Quinn explained everything he had deciphered.There were actually quite a few mistakes, but I didn’t think they mattered, so I didn’t correct him."It’s clear it speaks of the Moon Goddess descending to earth to mingle with us. It’s part of an ancient legend," Aldric concluded."They seem to be searching for altars like this one, as it points to the location of another Lunar Altar," Quinn indicated the final lines."They want to take some of the decorative pieces, like here. That idiot Alpha gifted them silver stars that used to hang from the figure of the Moon. His wife told me," Aldric added, making the whole thing feel like some kind of mysterious adventure."We need
VALERIAThe disdainful stares didn’t take long to arrive when they eagerly stood, expecting the King, and only saw his ugly maid."Where is His Majesty?" one of them asked, glancing toward the door that had already closed."The King cannot come personally. I will be making the selection."I don’t even know how I managed to get those words out when my throat was drowning in thousands of negative thoughts."Seriously? That’s disappointing. What kind of taste could she have?""Maybe she’ll pick the ugliest out of envy.""Who are you to be doing something as important as selecting the possible future Queen?" a redhead with exotic features asked haughtily.She was much taller than me, intimidating, probably a Beta.All the women here were high-ranking she-wolves, but my anger was so consuming I couldn’t care less about their pedigree."If you have any complaints, you can take them up with the King himself. He’s the one who sent me," I replied, shoving my irritation deep inside.I wouldn’t
VALERIAI felt him freeze, his lips brushing against my scarred cheek.I thought he would withdraw, upset by my rejection, storming off like the ogre he usually was.But I’ve never been able to fully understand the King—he remains a mystery to me.A soft kiss landed on my scarred cheek, sending a shiver through my sensitive skin.It felt more intimate than kissing on the lips.My chest fluttered nervously.He exhaled deeply and finally let me go.The coldness immediately invaded my body without his embrace."Fine. I understand your decision and that you’re angry. I won’t force you into anything you don’t want," he said quietly, and I thought this dramatic moment was finally over, that he would retreat to his room.Instead, he walked to the old floral armchair near the bed and sat down calmly, crossing his legs and picking up a sewing book from the bedside table."What are you doing, Your Majesty? Is there something else you need?" I asked, confused by his actions."No, I don’t need an