LOGINChapter 233: last dance 3 povThe pleasure increased tenfold the moment Damon's teeth sank into my mating mark.White-hot ecstasy exploded through every nerve ending in my body, so intense I couldn't even scream. My back arched impossibly high off the bed, my mouth open in a silent cry as the sensation overwhelmed every sense I possessed. Through our bond, the connection between us blazed like a supernova, fusing us together in a way that transcended the physical.I felt his seed flood my insides, hot and claiming, marking me in the most primal way possible. But it was more than that—I could feel his soul touching mine, his essence mingling with my own until we were truly one being sharing two bodies.The orgasm seemed endless, rolling through me in wave after devastating wave. My vision went completely white, then fractured into kaleidoscope colors I didn't have names for. Every cell in my body sang with pleasure so profound it bordered on painful.Damon's roar of completion vibrate
chapter 232: Last dance 3milo pov“Fuck” Damon and i moaned at the same time, as I felt him breach my entrance.The feeling of Damon filling me completely stole every coherent thought from my mind. "Oh Goddess," I gasped, my fingers clutching desperately at the sheets as he hit home, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed ran through me like electric shock. He was impossibly deep. My toes curled up in pain and pleasure as I tried to get used to being impaled by his big cock. Damon stilled for a moment, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise, his breathing ragged against my back. I could feel him trembling with the effort of holding back, giving me time to adjust.But I didn't need time, I have waited months already,"Move," I demanded, pushing back against him. "Damon, please, I need you to move."A growl rumbled from his chest, primal and possessive. "As you wish, my mate."Then he pulled back and thrust forward again, harder this time, and I cried out at the perf
Chapter: The Last Dance 2Damon's POVThe taste of Milo on my tongue was divine… salt and sweetness mixed with something uniquely him that drove my wolf absolutely wild. I had dreamed of this moment for months, lying beside him night after night, breathing in his scent, feeling his warmth, and not being able to touch him the way I desperately needed to.But now? Now he was spread beneath me like a feast, his silver hair fanned across our pillows, those purple eyes dark with desire as he watched me settle between his thighs."D…damon," he breathed, his voice already shaky with anticipation."Shh," I murmured against his inner thigh, pressing kisses along the sensitive skin. "I told you I am taking my time. You are going to lie there and let me worship you properly."His legs trembled as I kissed higher, deliberately avoiding where he wanted me most. I could see him already hard and wanting, but I wasn't going to rush this. Not after waiting so long. Not when I had months of pent-up nee
Chapter: the last dancemilo povThe curse rolled out of my tongue like a second language.I felt like dying… a second time. I didn't know if to close my eyes or to take a little peek at the perfect sin that was standing in front of me. I choose the latter.Damon stood shamelessly, water continued to drip from his wet hair onto the new rug, but I didn't even remember to be angry about that.Because, Goddess above, my mate was beautiful in every possible way.I had seen Damon naked countless times before, but somehow, standing there in the soft lamplight with water glistening on his skin, he looked different. More. Like every defined muscle had been carved by an artist who understood exactly what perfection meant.His broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow waist, abs that looked hard enough to break stone flex as he came closer. Strong thighs, powerful arms that I knew from experience could hold me up effortlessly while he…I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry.My eyes went lower
Chapter 229: milo little secretMilo povI found Daphne in her healing chambers. She was hunched over a table covered in medical texts and vials of various substances."Milo," she said, looking up in surprise. "I thought you would be celebrating. The council went well, didn't it?""It did," I confirmed, closing the door behind me. "But I need to ask you something. Two things, actually."She set down her book, giving me her full attention. "Of course. What is it?"I took a breath, gathering my courage. "First...about Aldrich? How is he?"Daphne's expression immediately grew troubled. "Not well," she admitted. "The enhancement Millen forced on him is still in his system. It's corrupting him from the inside, slowly but steadily. I have tried everything I can think of, but nothing works. The corruption is spreading.""Let me try," I said.She blinked. "What?""Let me try to heal him," I clarified. "My power... it's different now. I can access the Goddess's healing light directly. If anyo
The Truce CouncilMilo's POVThe day of the Truce Council meeting arrived later than I expected. I stood before the mirror in our chambers, adjusting the formal robes Daphne had designed for the occasion. Deep purple fabric embroidered with silver thread that caught the light, making it shimmer like starlight. A crown of white gold rested on my head."You look like a king," Damon said from behind me, his reflection appearing in the mirror as he wrapped his arms around my waist."I look terrified," I corrected, though I leaned back into his embrace."That too," he agreed with a soft chuckle. "But they don't need to know that."Over the past two months, my body has fully healed. The silver scars from the explosion had faded to thin white lines across my chest and arms…permanent reminders of what I'd survived. My strength had returned, along with better control over the merged powers inside me.Damon and I had spent countless hours practicing, testing the limits of what I could do now.







