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The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 245

SIGRID

So many first times with her—my first sincere kiss, my first real touches and embraces, the first time I even slightly understood why those women were so intoxicated and obsessed with feeling what I am feeling now.

Watching her on top of me, so aroused, riding me with pure lust over my wretched body, my manhood reveling in the pleasure of taking her femininity, lifting her to the heights—only me. She is mine, only mine.

She screamed, arching her back, calling my name, telling me I was her male, her man… I was burning in her fire. She had no idea what she did to me.

Those plump, sensual lips parted, her entire being trembling, her eyes blinded, but I saw her. Only her. Her spirit shone outside that witch’s body.

My darkness always craved that light—to take it, to claim it as ours.

Her pussy clenched frantically, spilling itself so sweetly, and my cock throbbed, begging for release.

I had held back all this time, waiting for her, and I only needed a few thrusts, gripping her hips, melting inside her heat, before I, too, reached my peak.

“Sigrid…” her beautiful name slipped from my lips. At last, I know your name, and I savored it, closing my eyes in ecstasy, groaning from the depths of my chest, losing myself in these overwhelming feelings that she awakened in my shattered heart.

My infertile balls trembled, spilling everything deep inside her, filling her up.

I wanted to breed her—absurd. It wasn’t even her body. I couldn’t give her children.

I clung to her desperately, like a madman, flooded with tormenting emotions, but also fear—so much fear.

I had so little to offer her, so little, and she… she was one of a kind. Any man would lose his mind for this woman.

She held onto me, sweating, tiny spasms rippling through the tense muscles of her body.

In the darkness, we lay in silence, just feeling what we had given each other.

No matter the circumstances—to me, it felt real and true.

My Sigrid.

I think… I think this is what they call love.

I… love you so much… so much… I feel like I can’t go on in this life without you…

I wouldn’t think about tomorrow. Right now, in this moment, I would love her with everything I had.

I flipped her over onto the tangled pile of clothes and started possessing her all over again.

*****

We collapsed, exhausted, falling into sleep after giving ourselves to each other all night. I didn’t know how long we had rested.

It was the first time I had slept so deeply for so long.

But with her in my arms… I could sleep forever.

When I opened my eyes again, my incredible dream turned into a nightmare.

I shot up, panicked, not finding her by my side. My hands touched the cold blankets, only my clothes—she was gone.

“My lady!” I bolted upright, searching for her like a madman. She couldn’t have left me, no, no, no…

What if she went back to her world?

You can’t leave me! YOU CAN’T!

My curse spread wildly, raging through the caves, hunting for her.

I ran out, completely naked, into the gallery, but I couldn’t feel her. When did she leave?!

I sprinted toward the exit, through the narrow passageway.

Why did I fall asleep?! WHY?!

When I reached the opening, an enormous boulder blocked my way.

"How do I escape?" I wondered, but then—something deep and urgent made me turn around.

My curse, still desperately seeking a way out, had found another passage.

I could escape.

I hurried back into the small cave and dressed quickly in what little clothing remained.

I grabbed my lady’s cloak, still drenched in her scent, in mine—in sex, sweat, and lust.

I took a deep breath before wrapping it around myself.

It was like carrying her with me.

Before leaving the cave, I turned to look inside, brushing my fingers over the cold stone wall.

Here… here, I made love for the first time… with my person.

One day, I’ll do it with her real body.

I nodded, letting myself believe in my own delusions, and followed the dark tunnels, piercing deep into these mountains, down winding passages that resembled wolves’ maws.

I followed the instinct of this cursed energy, which I had long since accepted as my own.

But I never imagined where it would take me.

The place where I had nearly died once.

The place where I met the light of my life.

And now, it would be the place where I was given a suicidal, dangerous chance…

A chance to become a man worthy of standing by her side.

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