The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving novel Chapter 243

243: The last kiss

{Moon realm}

Arianna woke up from the countless kisses on her forehead. She forced her eyes to open a little. Through her blurred vision, she saw Duncan staring down at her with a worried look.

“It’s almost noon, little flame. You have to eat and take some herb”

Arianna blinked, voice hoarse and low. “Why do I feel like I’ve been trampled by thousands of horses?”

His concern turned into guilt.

“I must have gone too hard. I’m sorry, dearest. Sit up.” He reached to help her sit, but Arianna winced at the ache between her legs.

Duncan bit his lower lip hard. He sighed, digging one hand through his dark hair.

When Arianna noticed, she asked, “Don’t tell me you’re feeling guilty about last night?”

“I lost control Ari,” he said. “I went all the way, and… I might have gone too far.”

Arianna chuckled at his cuteness, though she ached everywhere, especially between her legs.

“You passed out,” he continued.

Arianna blinked. She didn’t recall passing out, all she remembered was the intense pounding, her senses jumbled, sent to the clouds and now she was aching all over.

“It’s alright…”

“I didn’t stop,” he said, and her breath hitched.

Arianna’s smile flattered.

“You didn’t stop?” she whispered, unsure if she was repeating it for clarity or trying to believe it herself.

Duncan clenched his jaw. “I couldn’t. I tried to… but I… was far too gone after I let go completely… and now… it won’t stop replaying.”

A silence fell.

Her lips parted, but no words came.

“I hurt you,” he murmured, almost as if he was punishing himself with the words.

“You didn’t,” she shook her head, her voice quiet but certain. “You were… wild. Possessive. But you didn’t hurt me, my love.”

He looked at her, his chest heaving in a slightly ragged rhythm as if guilt was eating him up. “I still shouldn’t have lost it. I’m sorry…”

“But you have me,” she said. “All of me. I offered. You didn’t take was the one who asked you to go all the way.”

He stared for a long moment, then muttered, “You’re not afraid of me?”

“I’m afraid of how deeply I feel everything with you,” she answered honestly.

His chest rose and fell gently now, a slight relief flashing in his beautiful golden eyes. He took her hand in his. “No more rough nights until your body recovers, even if the beast claws at my sanity.”

“Dun,” she said, reaching to cup his cheek. “I’m stronger than before. I asked for it. Don’t beat yourself up about it. Besides, your beast needed to be satisfied, and I prepared myself for you to go all the way.” She paused, then blinked. “Is it satisfied?”

Duncan’s nod was slow, as if unsure. It’s fine.”

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“Are you sure?” She raised her brow. “What’s Ash saying?”

Duncan’s lips twitched. “You don’t wanna know.”

“Yes, I do. What’s he saying?”

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”

“Aww, thank you!” She placed a hand on her chest, but then her smile disappeared. “I know you, Dun, enough to know that’s not what he said.”

Duncan took a deep breath, finally giving in.

“He said he wants to spread your legs and fuck you again. This time, with chains and gags, right on this bed… do you want to hear more?”

Arianna’s face lost its color. Right, she shouldn’t have asked.

“Kidding,” Duncan chuckled. “He feels sorry for losing control, promising he’ll be a good boy next time. And he misses you… badly.”

Arianna’s smile returned. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, nose, and lips.

“Thanks for healing us, Ari.”

‘Mmh. My pleasure,” she nodded, then sniffed the air. “Huh? Did someone cook?”

“I did.”

Arianna paled, her eyes widening. “What? The Grand King Thornevale cooked?”

He cleared his throat. “I’m not a king here. I’m your husband. And I’m treating my woman.”

She blushed. “Still… I never thought you could.”

“I do sometimes. Only Lucas knows, but it’s been a long time since I’ve cooked.” He rose to check the soup on the fire. As he tasted it, he nodded and smiled at her. “Let me warn you. You’ll get addicted like him when you taste it. But that little punk was too demanding, I won’t mind in your case.”

Arianna chuckled, imagining Lucas asking Duncan to cook soup for him.

He served some of it for her and crouched before her, offering her a spoon. She took it, and the warm flavor spread across mouth.

Her eyes widened, lips parting in surprise as the taste exploded on her tongue. Rich, savory, spiced just right. She blinked, then looked at Duncan like he’d just conjured magic.

“Holy Moon… this is actually good,” she whispered.

Duncan raised a brow. “Actually?”

“I mean…” she dragged the spoon through the bowl again, “I didn’t expect the mighty Lycan King to know his way around a pot. You burn things with your claws, not cook with them.”

He huffed, but his grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. “You wound me.”

“Mmm… If you ever retire from ruling, I know your next career.”

“Chef to one spoiled Luna?”

“Exactly.” She winked.

Duncan chuckled and kissed the side of her lips. “I’ll be right back I need to get something.”

Arianna nodded once, focusing on the lovely soup as he left. By the gods, it tasted so good. Within three minutes, she finished

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everything. Stomach full.

“I’m addicted,” she mumbled, glancing down at her tummy, only sight the red marks of claims from last night. Many of them.

Right. Last night was really intense.

Arianna stilled at the sudden new presence in the room, around the corner, there was a glowing light, and it got brighter as footsteps echoed.

A figure emerged, and Arianna’s eyes widened.

“Mom?” she muttered, confused. “H…how did you… get here?”

Drakora was dressed in a celestial silver shimmering dress, her hair styled in delicate braids and pinned with crystals accentuating it. A silver crown adorned her head.

“W…what’s going… on?” Arianna forced herself to her feet, ignoring the aches, her heart pounding loudly in her ears.

“Only for a moment, child.” Her gaze swept over Arianna with something close to sorrow. “Time allowed me to see you once more before I journey on.”

Arianna’s heart plummeted. “You’re… leaving?”

“I have to,” Drakora whispered gently, stepping closer. “The heavens have called me back. My time on earth is over.”

Arianna couldn’t stop her tears. “But… I still need you.”

Drakora cupped her cheek, her eyes soft. “No, my love. You’ve become the woman I always hoped you’d be, brave, fierce, compassionate… and feared.”

Arianna’s lips trembled. But Drakora pulled her close, arms wrapping around her daughter in a fierce embrace.

“This is too soon. I’m going to miss you so much,” Arianna sobbed, squeezing her tightly.

“Me too.” Drakora kissed her temple. “But I’ll always be in your heart.”

She pulled back, gently holding Arianna’s hand. “Your powers will remain until your last breath. A part of me will always be with you, Anna.”

Arianna nodded slowly, trying to steady her breath. “I love you, Mother.”

“I love you too.” Drakora turned her gaze past Arianna, locking eyes with Duncan. She offered him a respectful bow of her head. Duncan returned it, silent.

“Bless you, child,” she whispered, stroking Arianna’s hair. “May your days ahead be filled with everything you’ve ever hoped for. I’ll be with you, always.”

Arianna closed her eyes as Drakora pressed a final kiss to her forehead. But when she opened them again… her mother was gone.

All that remained was a trail of shimmering sparkles, fading gently into the air like the last traces of a dream.

A broken sob escaped her lips, but before the sorrow could drag her under, strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her into the

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