Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 121

Nyssa pov

Nyssa, stop. Don’t do this. Stop before it’s too late.

That was what the tiny, reasonable voice in my head kept whispering but I wasn’t even sure what too late meant anymore.

Was it already too late, with my legs spread wide and Darius’s face buried between my thighs, his tongue thrusting in and out of me at a pace that left me dizzy, made my mind go fuzzy?

Was it too late when I was gasping for breath, staring up at the ceiling, my hands fisting the sheets as he devoured me, his thick fingers plunging deep inside me, pulling screams of pure, unrelenting pleasure from my throat?

Was that what it meant to be too late? Because the moment I kissed him in the car earlier, it had already been too late to

turn back and now, I knew I couldn’t stop whatever was happening.

No… I didn’t want to stop.

“Nnngh, yes…please, just there, please,” I moaned in pleasure, my eyes fluttering shut as my hips began to roll on their own, trying to take more of his thick fingers. As Darius moved faster inside me, my mouth parted helplessly, the pleasure overwhelming, leaving me breathless.

My body trembled, my grip on the sheets tightening as his fingers plunged deeper, faster. When he finally pulled his tongue from my pussy, he didn’t give me a moment to breathe–he leaned closer, moving toward me, his fingers never slowing

Hard, Relentless.

“You’re tight, she–wolf,” he growled, his voice thick with barely restrained hunger.

My eyes fluttered open, my face flushed and lips parted, only to find him inches away, his presence stealing the air from my lungs.

“You’re clenching my fingers so tight… are you a virgin?” he asked and even though he sounded curious, his expression was as cold as ice.

My eyes went wide at his words.

Fuck. He was right. I was a virgin.

In this lifetime, I hadn’t slept with Kieran. In my past life, I’d lost my virginity to him on our wedding night, but in this one… I never married Kieran.

Which meant I was still a virgin. Which meant I was going to lose my virginity in this lifetime to the Lycan King

Shit.

“Nnngh!” I gasped as Darius thrust his fingers deeper inside me, my walls clenching tightly around him as he curled them just right, making me arch my back, desperate for more.

Chapter 121

Goddess, it felt so good–so unbearably good that I couldn’t help but think, fuck it

Who cared if Darius was going to be the first to have me in this lifetime? It wasn’t as if Kieran had ever cherished after I gave myself to him in the past life. And this… this was purely physical, Just lust. Just need.

I shouldn’t care about something as trivial as virginity.

I bit my bottom lip, feeling myself teetering closer to the edge as my breathing came out ragged but in the next second, Darius slowed the pace of his fingers. My eyes widened, and when I met those pale, unreadable eyes, he spoke.

“I asked you a question, she–woll. Are you a virgin?”

I swallowed, stilling a whimper as I fought the urge to move against his fingers, desperate to chase that release. My lips. parted, and the words tumbled out, breathless.

“Yes–yes, my king. I am a virgin.”

I forced the words out, staring at him through half–lidded eyes, and for the briefest moment, I caught a flicker of surprise on his face before his usual stoic mask returned. His fingers moved slow, deliberate, but still hit the deepest parts of me.

He didn’t speak right away. The only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock, the wet slide of his fingers inside me, and my ragged breathing.

And then…

“I see,” he hummed, almost nonchalant, though I swore I could hear the lust in his voice. “Then tell me,” he continued, low and steady, “do you still want this… want me to be the one who takes you, completely?”

My heart skipped a beat at his words, and as I stared up at him, trembling beneath his touch, I couldn’t stop the words that slipped from my lips.

“Yes… my king.” I breathed, my voice breaking with need. “Take me, take all of me, and don’t stop.”

I didn’t know how or why I said it, but in that moment, it felt right. It felt as though I had said it before, too many times.

The instant the words left me, Darius’s gaze flashed with surprise, but it hardened just as quickly. Before I could react, he picked up the pace, his fingers driving into me hard and rough, stretching me as he hit every spot that made my body

convulse.

“Fuck… fuck… fuck,” I cried out, the pleasure overwhelming.

“Oh, my goddess”

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