Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 168

**Chapter 168: A Desperate Kind of Pleasure**

**Phoebe’s POV**

My breath came in quick, shallow gasps, my chest heaving as the intensity of the moment gradually subsided. Nothing had ever overwhelmed me quite like that, yet I was acutely aware that Perry would undoubtedly find new ways to stretch those limits even further in the future.

I had felt this way after every encounter we shared.

But this particular experience left me with a deep, aching sensation. Sitting up straight felt like an insurmountable challenge.

“Does it hurt that much?” Perry’s voice was laced with genuine concern as he observed my struggle to find a comfortable position after tidying up and slipping into fresh clothes. The explicit scenes on the screen continued to play, their vivid images contrasting sharply with my current state.

He wouldn’t allow me to turn it off, insisting he wanted to watch it with me.

What a pain.

I shook my head, but he saw right through my feeble attempt to conceal my discomfort. His hands, gentle and reassuring, guided me toward the bed, encouraging me to lie down.

“I promise I won’t touch you like that while you’re hurting,” he said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face that made me question the sincerity of his words.

Yet, he kept his promise. His hands moved in slow, soothing circles across my sensitive skin, easing the tension that had built up before he applied something cool and healing.

“This should help. You’ll feel better in a few hours. If not, we’ll have Marcela take a look,” he added, the suggestion making my cheeks flush with embarrassment. The mere thought of Marcela discovering what we had just done made me want to hide away forever. I shook my head vigorously. No way was I discussing this with her.

I would endure whatever discomfort lingered rather than face that conversation.

Perry chuckled at the fierce determination that must have been evident in my eyes. He knew exactly what I was thinking. “Why not? You weren’t with anyone else. Stop making it weird—it’s just sex, and it’s completely normal between mates.”

My jaw dropped in disbelief. How could he be so nonchalant about it?

But then again, what else could I expect? This was simply who Perry was.

I shot him a glare, shaking my head firmly. *Don’t you dare tell her anything!*

“Fine. I won’t. But if the pain gets worse…”

I was shaking my head before he could finish his thought. *It doesn’t hurt anymore.*

“Really?” He raised an eyebrow, clearly intent on teasing me. “Should we go another round then?”

*You’re insane.*

“They don’t call me the Mad King for nothing,” he replied, laughter spilling from his lips as he witnessed my face pale at the suggestion.

He often laughed when we were together, and it seemed like everything I did brought him joy.

“Give me more…” Fiona’s words were slurred as Allen moved behind her. The old man’s cackle filled the room as she pleaded for another dose of Wolfbane.

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