DAMONI released the pressure on her throat and took a step back, taking a deep breath to calm myself, and then leaned to my left."Never come back and keep your mouth shut. Don't breathe a word about what happened here," I warned her.She pushed herself away from the wall, her mouth opening and closing, clearly frightened by my words.She lowered her head and nodded. However, I was taken aback when she lifted her face again, looking at me with a seductive gaze.I was puzzled by her sudden change in demeanor. Just moments ago, fear filled her eyes, but now there was determination once again."Can we just continue, my king? I promise I won't say a word," she pleaded. My lips parted, and I could feel the anger of my inner wolf taking control of my body.I quickly suppressed it, causing her to collapse onto the floor, completely vulnerable.Her eyes widened as she witnessed the rage in my gaze.I knew that my wolf's anger had spiraled out of control. I could feel my sharp fangs and elong

DAMON"Why the sudden silence? Did I say something that bothered you?" I asked, waiting for a response. However, there was only silence, as if my words had fallen on deaf ears. After a moment, a smile appeared on her face, as if my words hadn't affected her at all."Speak your mind, your Highness. I am, but your humble servant and your words hold great importance to me," she replied, bowing slightly. Despite her respectful tone, I could sense a hint of annoyance in her voice, causing me to flinch involuntarily."Very well then! Head to the west wing and prepare my bath and belongings. I wish to freshen up before you attend to me," I instructed, noticing the frown on her face as she nodded. It was clear that she had many questions, so I let out a sigh."There are other servants outside whom you can seek guidance from. Feel free to ask them any questions and instruct them. I will join you shortly," I explained, relieved when she seemed to comprehend my words. Without wasting any time, s

DAMONGrowling with desire, I quickened my pace, feeling the tightness in my balls. My mate had taken over my thoughts completely, leaving no room for anyone else.She was the only one who occupied my mind as if she had already claimed me, even though I hadn't marked her yet.She had marked me in a way that made it impossible to think of anyone else.I imagined her open and willing, ready to satisfy my every desire. And before long, my orgasm washed over me, flooding my veins with pleasure.I let my imagination run wild as I envision her squirming in front of me while I pleasure her by sucking on her erect nipples and licking them.I really enjoy the mental image of tracing my tongue around her hard nipples, occasionally giving them a gentle bite, all while creating a suction that leaves her gasping with pleasure."I-I'm so close, oh shit. Ahh. I'll make your pussy throb." I regretted my words, wondering why I still had these thoughts despite having other options.I swallowed hard, fe

DAMON"I told you to stop biting your lower lip like you're flirting. That's not your style." If only she knew the effect that had on me, she would probably think I'm a crazy person in need of medication."Um, well, no, I mean, I'm used to it. I apologize, Your Majesty, if my appearance doesn't meet your standards. It won't happen again."I pressed my lips together, restraining myself from getting closer.She looks cute when she’s angry. Every word she utters carries a hint of annoyance, probably because I keep mentioning her supposed ugliness.But honestly, when she starts biting her lower lip, I might lose control. I'll throw caution to the wind and kiss those tempting lips that challenge my self-control."Just do it already, because I can't stand seeing you like that. You look like a duck."She blinked and nodded, her lips still twitching. I quickly averted my gaze.Why is it that every single thing she does catches my attention? I can't handle this anymore. Maybe it's questioning

FIAI never expected it to have that effect on me. I can't believe I let his lips touch mine. It's frustrating how much it affected me last night.And I definitely didn't like how weak it made my knees feel.Even though I wanted to resist, I couldn't do anything. It feels like I'm drowning in the aftermath.I feel like I'm floating for some unknown reason.The memory of his soft lips on mine is still imprinted. It's like our lips are still connected.It's as if I can still feel the movement, clinging to the way it made me feel, making me wet.It wasn't just because of the dream but also because I once experienced the taste of a kiss from the man I despised.I even felt his tongue in my mouth, and I still can't believe it to this day.It's soft and warm, exploring the inside of my mouth.But it's just awful!Why am I feeling this itchiness? Even in my dreams, the mundane things about the king I hated continue.Why am I dreaming like this? It's supposed to disgust me. I should be indepe