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CHAPTER 448: FUCKING FANTASTIC

ผู้เขียน: Remi Winters
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-09-17 03:37:16

KNOX’S POV

She’s merciless with it. Slow, filthy, and completely in control.

She sucks me right to the edge, pulls me into her throat until I’m shaking, then eases off to press a wet kiss to my hip while I swear at the ceiling, and then starts again.

I lose all sense of time. My hand stays in her hair because she lets it. The water keeps running.

Somewhere in the middle of it she murmurs against my thigh about how she likes me like this. I’d have signed the North over to her right then if she a
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  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 448: FUCKING FANTASTIC

    KNOX’S POVShe’s merciless with it. Slow, filthy, and completely in control.She sucks me right to the edge, pulls me into her throat until I’m shaking, then eases off to press a wet kiss to my hip while I swear at the ceiling, and then starts again.I lose all sense of time. My hand stays in her hair because she lets it. The water keeps running.Somewhere in the middle of it she murmurs against my thigh about how she likes me like this. I’d have signed the North over to her right then if she asked.My cock’s messier than ever, slick and flushed and twitching every time she swallows, and she looks like she’s in love with the mess she’s making.That’s what does it. Not her mouth. The fact that she wants me like this. Desperate. Ruined. Absolutely hers.Then she takes me deep again, swallows me down, and I feel it start to go. My whole body locks.And some stubborn, greedy, half-feral thing in my chest refuses to finish like this.“No. Come here.” I get my hand under her arm. “Come here

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 447: FUCK. YES

    KNOX’S POVThe water’s hot enough to hurt for the first three seconds.Then the burn fades and something in the whole length of my back lets go so hard I actually groan out loud. She laughs at me. I don’t care.The tub’s only a third full. She kneels on the tiles outside it, right by my shoulder, and presses her hand flat to my sternum and pushes me down.“Lean back.”I lean.She takes a cup off the ledge, fills it, pours it slowly down my chest, then over my shoulders and my arms. Water everywhere.She isn’t saying anything, she’s just watching her own hands work, and the heat and the steam and her soft, wet palm sliding flat over my chest are unpicking my brain, stripping the day off me in pieces.It’s therapeutic.I’m so tired and so wound up that when her hand slips under the water and wraps around my cock the noise that comes out of me has no dignity in it whatsoever.She’s not shy about it either. That’s the part that turns me on and ignites the blood that rushes down to my hard

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 446: COME TO THE SHOWER

    KNOX’S POV“I know. I’ve had three hours to become paranoid.” She drops sideways into my lap, settling in like it is a chair she booked in advance. My arms wrap around her waist instinctively, pulling her flush against my chest. She picks up the plate. “Everything from our kitchen passes through half the house. This came down the mountain in a box that never left us.” She tears a piece off the loaf. “Also, I ate some already, and I’m still alive. So there is that.”“You tested it on yourself?”“I sampled it. Don’t ruin the word.”I stare at her, my chest tightening.“You used yourself to test whether my dinner was poisoned.”“Oh, shut up and open your mouth.”“Ember.”“Open, Your Majesty.”I groan, but I open my mouth. She feeds me the bread, her fingers brushing my lower lip.Then she feeds me some of the smoked whatever-it-is. It is incredible, and I discover about one second after it hits my stomach that I haven’t eaten in hours.My body has a great deal to say about that.“Mm-hmm,

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 445: HUGS FIRST

    KNOX’S POVAnd Goddess, I have to stop just inside my own doorway, because that is the first thing anybody has done to my face all day that hasn’t cost me a drop of my sanity.Her hair is still damp, curling dark at her temples. She wears my shirt, sleeves pushed up her forearms, her cheeks flushed warm from the fire.She is so beautiful it physically knocks the breath out of me.But that isn’t the thing holding me in the doorway.Weeks ago, the woman standing in front of me used to make herself small whenever a door opened. I never told her I noticed.It was a tiny, half-inch flinch, a reflex put there by a man I didn’t get to kill myself slowly.However, she doesn’t do it anymore. And I don’t think she even knows it.This morning, she stood in a hallway with seven bodies behind her and my guards around her, looked a King in the eye, and told him he was wrong.She came down off a mountain that stole her mother’s memory and flipped her entire reality upside down, and she has not given

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 444: I FAILED HER

    KNOX’S POVNathaniel goes absolutely white.For a second neither of us moves, and the corridor is dead silent. I watch the words hit him and open something that hasn’t finished healing and might not finish healing properly in either of our lifetimes.“What the fuck is wrong with you, Knox?” It comes out of him tight. So tight that he seems a breath away from breaking down “Seriously, why would you even say that—” He stops, and he just breathes. “The last twenty-four hours have been a lot. I was just asking if you’d eaten.”I know I crossed the line. I know it instantly.I stand there in the hallway. My clothes stink of a frightened boy, and I am still covered in feathers from my cousin’s room. There is absolutely no apology in me.I just drag a hand through my hair, turn away from him, and move to the next thing on the list. Right now, the list is the only solid ground I have left.“Push the gala.”Nathaniel takes a moment.“By how much?”“Twenty-four hours.”“Knox, half the Council i

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING    CHAPTER 443: PISS YOUR PANTS

    KNOX’S POV“Yes, My King.” His voice cracks. “It was her. It was Ms Marjorie. I’ve known her my whole life, My King. My mum worked in the laundry here. I know what she looks like.”“And you didn’t stop her.”“I—” He swallows. “She’s the housekeeper, My King. I thought she’d been released. I thought somebody higher up had given the order and nobody told me. She looked right at me and kept walking as if she belonged there, and I thought if I grabbed Ms Marjorie and it turned out she’d been cleared, I’d be finished.”“So you watched her go upstairs.”“Yes, My King.”“What about the cell?”“Locked,” the older one says. “We checked again around half three. The door was locked; she was inside, looked asleep. That’s the part I can’t make sense of, My King. She was back in there.”And there it is.“So let me get this straight,” I say, and I can hear my own voice going somewhere I don’t like. “A seventy-year-old woman gets herself out of a locked cell, strolls past two armed guards, goes upsta

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