Chapter 160:
I leaned in close until we were breathing the same air as each other.
I tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear to get a better view of her face.
Unable to control myself, I pulled her against my body before covering her lips with mine.
I couldn’t help but moan at the sweet taste of her lips. My hands undid her nightgown, leaving her naked before I removed my shorts.
“Fuck,” she moaned as I plunged my full length into her tight pussy at once.
I waited for her to get used to the size before I started riding her fast.
I almost knotted up inside her as her wall clenched my dick repeatedly.
I carefully positioned her in a spooning position, thrusting into her from behind with her legs slightly raised for a smooth entrance.
She almost went mad with pleasure as my fingers played with her swollen clit. She lifted her hips high, following my control at a fast pace.
“Fuck Damon, please, I want it rough. Don’t hold back!”
When the sex was over, I left her room and went to my office. I felt a sense of satisfaction as I watched her fall asleep after cuddling her for over an hour. I didn’t want to bond with her, but I couldn’t help it.
She felt so fragile and delicate in my arms.
I could cuddle her all day, but I had to get on with the pack’s business.
An idea popped into my head and made me head for the dungeon instead of my office.
I couldn’t wait to see the traitor’s face.
ⱠⒶⵜẸŞ₸ ₡Ḥ₳₱₸ɆⱤŞ ⱻ g𝒶lnovєl𝑠.𝑐ᴏm
Anger coursed through my veins as Rosa’s figure came into view. As instructed, she was bound by her hands and feet, the chain allowing her only limited movement, restricting her.
Her face was covered in sweat and dried blood, and her hands were marked with scars. Serves her right for trying to kill Aurora and faking a pregnancy to deceive me. I wasn’t sure if she was asleep, as her unkempt hair fell over her face, hiding it.
Sweat droplets rolled from her forehead to her chin, splashing onto the floor.
“I’m glad you are here, my King,” her voice rang out, devoid of its usual sweetness. Now, it was dry and hoarse. “Congratulations on your heir. I can’t wait for him to be born,” she sneered, sending waves of shock through me.
How did she know Aurora was pregnant?
“Who told you?” I asked sternly, letting out a dangerous growl to instill fear in her.
I hated when she thought she could still be comfortable around me.
“Good news spreads like wildfire. So does bad news,” she replied, her voice betraying no emotion.
My brows shot up in confusion at her words, but I didn’t let them get to me.
“I’m sorry things ended between us on such bad terms. It wasn’t my fault. I was trying to save your face from shame. I didn’t want people mocking you for your inability to produce an heir,” she began.
“It was you who couldn’t produce an heir,” I fired back, irritated by her words.
What did she mean by saving me from shame?
