NovelHubChapter 815
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ARE YOU GOING TO NEGOTIATE OR TO WAR? NARRATOR Silas stared, obsessed, at the woman riding his body,
giving him so much pleasure that he was left panting and moaning with lust.
Every tthat wet sheath swallowed him and spat him out, he thought he could see the stars and the entire
firmament.
Sigrid leaned over his chest and quickened her pace, her hips rolling sensually, her firm buttocks bouncing with
each vigorous thrust.
Silas grabbed her tender breasts, caressing and kneading them lasciviously.
In a swift motion, he sat up slightly while she clung to his shoulders, fucking him deliciously.
He opened his mouth and eagerly sucked on her rosy areolas, his tongue teasing her hardened nipples.
The taste of her sweat drove him insane, her hurried moans, the shudder of her body when she cwith his
cock buried deep inside her.
"silas!" Sigrid moaned loudly, spilling over him, her lips parted, her wolf pupils narrowing she was on the verge of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther heat.
She grabbed his moonlit hair, and Silas immediately exposed his neck while thrusting up into her, chasing his
own release "Ggrrr," he growled through clenched teeth as he felt her fangs pierce his skin, drinking his powerful
blood.
---- His balls tightened fiercely, and his cock pumped his seed, filling his woman's depths.
He gasped and huffed like a beast, plunging to the hilt as he listened to her gulp down his essence Filled on both
ends, so utterly satisfied...
for now.
After a few seconds, they embraced.
Silas pulled her against his chest, rolling onto the bed with her.
His cock still throbbed inside her soft flesh.
"Mmmm, my delicious male..." Sigrid murmured, kissing his nipples with a nasal, teasing voice.
The King simply stroked her short, jet-black hair.
Every tthey finished making love, he was left with that bittersweet feeling.
He would sink into the depths of his mate and stay there, waiting for a miracle to happen for both of them.
Closing his eyes, he held her tighter.
What if one day she decided that their world of two was not enough? Would she look at his mothers pups and
think she would never have her own? "Silas..." Sigrid's soft voice was muffled against his muscles.
The Specter King realized his thoughts had seeped into their bond, reaching his mate.
---- "Today is the meeting between the two realms.
| left an opening for your people.
How do you think it will go?" He changed the conversation completely, staring out the rustic wooden window.
Outside, a thrush sang, and the branches swayed gently in the wind.
His fingertips lazily traced the sexy curve of her back.
"I think it's going to be a disaster," Sigrid sighed, revealing her thoughts, unwilling to dwell on her man's
insecurities.
Especially since you refused to go." She propped herself up on his firm chest, watching him.
"You were smelling too intense.
| didnt want you near any man, especially with your heat so close," he replied in a husky tone.
Sigrid got lost in the two radiant suns of his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAre you saying | smelled like a skunk, Mr.
King?" she teased, puffing her cheeks in mock offense.
The smirk tugging at the corner of Silas's mouth pleased her immensely.
"You know what | mean, and your scent of arousal is the most irresistible aphrodisiac I've ever smelled in my
life," he told her, utterly enamored with this Selenia, kissing the tip of her nose.
"Well, | still think we should go, Silas.
| dont like that Regent.
| know you dont care about politics, but you felt it too, didnt you?" Sigrid arched a brow, and Silas nodded
thoughtfully.
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