The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 183

8 MONTHS LATER…

ALDRIC

I was reading over the latest agreements for the Nocturne Realm, seated in the library.

That was the official name proclaimed for the fusion of the two former kingdoms I now ruled.

I, who had never wanted any responsibilities to begin with, ended up as King of everything.

But for my queen and my little princess, I would chain myself to whatever was necessary.

Lowering my head, I pressed a kiss to the soft black hair of my mate, who dozed against my chest, sprawled along the plush sofa.

I set the papers aside and reached down to caress her now-large belly.

The moment was drawing near, and my connection with our daughter was growing stronger and stronger.

As soon as my fingers touched Valeria’s skin, I felt a flutter beneath my hand, pulling a smile from me.

"My beautiful pup, soon I’ll meet you. Your daddy is dying to see you and hold you in his arms."

I extended the thought through our bond, and the movement beneath my fingers intensified, stretching the skin of her belly in an odd way.

"Shh, let’s let Mommy rest. She works so hard to take care of you."

Immediately, she stopped kicking and squirming—she was already such a good girl.

I sighed, noticing the dark circles under Valeria’s eyes. This pregnancy had been anything but easy.

Much to my dismay, my blood alone hadn’t been enough to nourish our pup because she was a Selenia.

Valeria had been weakened by not inheriting her mother’s blood, and now, our daughter seemed doomed to the same fate.

I knew she was hiding something from me—the way she avoided my gaze, the secret conversations with Gabrielle.

I waited for her confession, and when I found out we needed that arrogant vampire, it hit me like a punch to the gut. But I swallowed my irritation because if it was for her well-being, I could endure anything.

Now, she no longer needed to take his blood once a month—the danger had passed. Our baby had absorbed all that power, strengthening herself. Now, all that was left was to wait for her safe arrival.

And at least his damn blood no longer left that stench in my home that I hated.

"Did I sleep for too long?" Her drowsy, beautiful eyes fluttered open, gazing at me lazily.

"Well, a little. You won’t sleep well tonight. Do you want to go outside to get some air?" I brushed her hair back from her forehead, ready to lift her.

"Ssss, mmm, my lycan… so good… touch my breasts, touch me more… Aahhh, Aldric…" she moaned lustfully, demanding as her hips rocked forward and back, plunging my length in and out of the honey of her pussy, ready to explode.

I brought my hands to her breasts, caressing them carefully, not squeezing too hard.

Between my fingers, milk trickled—the milk meant for my pup.

I had tasted it more than once before.

"Ahh, fuck, baby…" I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting up, gripping her hips to take control.

Her eyes were closed in ecstasy, her delicious lips parted, gasping for air, that expression of pure pleasure telling me she was about to reach her peak.

I was right at the edge of release, and when her pussy tightened, milking my cock like only she knew how, I came, roaring bestially, my wolf’s canines bared.

I thrust up deep two or three more times, emptying my balls inside her, filling her, pleasing her.

Those eyes—the ones that ruined me—looked at me dreamily through the dim space, while our breathing slowly steadied.

I pulled out of my mate, hearing her soft sighs, and helped her settle onto the bed.

"Did I hurt you?" I kissed her lips, my hand trailing down to her belly, damp with sweat.