VALERIA

The kiss becomes devastating, maddening, imposing our will.

Our hands move faster, more urgent, searching for the longed-for release.

My fake wolf fangs sting as if they were real. I die of the need to taste his blood again, like a fucking addict.

Delicious shivers run down my spine, on my knees clinging to the king's body.

I'm about to cum, and if he keeps stabbing me in that sensitive spot in my vagina, I'll be seeing stars very soon.

But I forgot something very important—this is a punishment.

"Nice try to get me off, I almost fell, but it's still not enough, little Omega..." he growls in an animal voice close to my whore's face.

"No, no, wait... Aldric!" I protest with a shameless pout as he stops stimulating me.

He smiles sideways, so sexy and hot that I can't even curse him.

His hands go to undress me, tugging at my dress without consent, and I cooperate, pulling my hands up to stand completely naked, just in my high black boots, in front of his smoldering wolfish gaze.

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