Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To My Lycan Prince: Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

Sibyl’s POVThe hot water of the hot spring makes everything more gentle and lustful.Nuri rubbed my left n.ipple with one hand and put my right n.ipple in his mouth. He was sucking and licking my n.ipples with his tongue, which he made wet and hard.I put my finger in his soft hair and moaned softly.I was gasping for breath with my head raised comfortably. I couldn't tell how much of my comfort came from the hot water and how much from his caress.He tugged at the straps of my underwear as if I were a captive prey waiting for his pleasure.“I'm drunk from the smell of you!” Nuri's eyes squinted in the heat.I felt the hardness in his lower body. Oh! He's so big and strong!I want his giant d.ick inside me!I know my v.agina must be like an open mouth right now, and I feel hot water entering my body and flowing into a part of my wall.Oh, f.uck me.Nuri seemed to read my mind. He spread my legs and rubbed his huge p.enis against my v.aginal opening.His d.ick is hotter than hot sprin

Nuri’s POVOn the sixth day of vacation, one quiet afternoon, I held Sibyl's hand and taught her to write a love poem.This love poem was written for my mother by my father when he was courting her. My mother loved it, wrote it on their marriage certificate and treasured it.When I was young, my mother held me in her arms. I sat on her lap, smelling her perfume, listening to her softly recite this poem:For glance beget ogles,ogles sighs,sighs wishes,wishes words,and words a letter.At first, I didn't know the meaning of the poem, but I thought its rhythm was beautiful. Every time my mother read this poem, she would smile gently, as if immersed in some kind of happy memory. My father would repeat the poem with her in a low voice, and they would look at each other and feel their love with just one look.As I grew up, I came to understand the poem.It contains the love story of my parents.Thirty years ago, New Year's Day finally arrived, and the whole capital was filled with cheers

Nuri’s POV“Who is my mother? What is her name? What does she look like? How old was she when she gave birth to me?” Sibyl asked many questions about her mother in one breath.“My girl,” said the witch, touching her hair, “I can't tell you the answers to these questions right now. Witches are not allowed to marry humans without permission. It's about your safety and your mother's reputation. I still don't know what happened 18 years ago. I'll give you an answer when I know everything.”“I. . .” Sibyl bit her lip. She wanted to know the answer now, but her thoughtfulness and kindness made her reluctant to push the witch.“What... What is your relationship with my mother? May I know the answer to this question?” Sibyl changed the question.The witch looked at Sibyl's face, tears in her eyes, and she took Sibyl in her arms, “I am your mother's sister. Although all our witches are sisters, your mother and I were born by the same witch who drank from the Mother Spring, so we share the same

Sibyl’s POVThe next day, Dalena dressed as a middle-aged maid, and we sat in a carriage together. Manolo puts on his armor and leads Shae like a beast tamer. We went back to Rodriguez Castle together.Nuri's right-hand man, Roth, waited for us at the door with a couple of knights, and when he saw us he went over to Nuri and whispered a few words.Nuri nodded, gestured for the servants to carry the luggage back to my bedroom, and then lowered his head to speak to Roth.I look at Dalena and Manolo, “Nuri took a week off. There must be a lot of work for him in the army. I have had the servants prepare two rooms in advance. They were in a corner of the garden, very quiet, and no one was there but a few servants. I'll show you the way.”We turned to leave, but Nuri called me from behind.“Sibyl,” he said in a low voice as he trotted over to me, “I might be in the army late tonight. You don't have to wait for me. If you get sleepy, you go to bed first. I might sleep in the army tonight.”“

Manolo’s POVI was reading in the study when I heard a knock at the door.“Come in.” My eyes didn't move from the book.The door was opened and a soft sound of footsteps came closer and closer to me.I looked up and saw Dalena.“You've been locked yourself in your room since you came to Rodrigue Castle,” Dalena said to me.“I want to find an antidote to the Love-forgetting Potion.”Dalena sighed. “ The Love-forgetting Potion is not a poison, so there is no antidote.”“Is there really nothing we can do?” I felt a wave of despair.“What's special about the Love-forgetting Potion is that it has different effects on different people,” Dalena said. “If a woman drinks it and still falls in love with a man, she dies. Do you remember that?”“I remember.”“However, there are many ways to die. Some people turn into foam, some people go into a coma and never wake up, and some people turn into a flower.”“What happened to them?” I asked excitedly. These ways are not death, and we still have a gli