Chapter 490 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Dayson released a slow breath, relieved to hear that she didn’t get cold feet.

“I feel the same, kitten. You know that I’m always eager to plunder your sweet pussy and make you scream my name in ecstasy.”

He paused to enjoy her shocked expression. He adored the way her cheeks blush when she was flustered, and he hoped that part of her will never change.

“However, this is not the time to rush, kitten. Don’t allow others to impact you to the point of spoiling the good moments. And this is a good moment.” He lowered himself until his firm chest pressed on her soft breasts, and he gave her a long kiss that took her breath away.

“I waited for you to recognize me as your mate.”, he spoke against her lips. “I wanted to hear your confirmation that you accept me. Me marking you depended on you, kitten. Only you. Now that I know you are willing, nothing and no one will prevent me from claiming you as mine.”

His emotions washed over Talia, and she knew he meant it. But what really struck her was that her acceptance was important to him. This willful Alpha who would boss around people and take what he wanted without apologizing, needed her acceptance. It was surreal.

“I love you, Dayson…”, Talia breathed.

His lips lifted into a wicked grin. “I know.”

She slapped his shoulder playfully. “It was a romantic moment, and you ruined it.”

“Ruined? Let me fix that quickly.”, he chuckled and then he kissed the base of her neck once, twice, and his lips latched on the spot where his mark will come, and Talia gripped his shoulders to steady herself because the whole world was spinning.

In less than ten heartbeats, Talia was breathing heavily, clawing at his back in an attempt to pull him closer.

“I love you, kitten…”, Dayson spoke close to her ear. “Don’t ever doubt that.”

Her lips lifted into a smile that lasted only a second before her jaw fell slack as she moaned when he twisted her nipple with his index finger and thumb, sending electric shocks straight to her core. Before she could recover, Dayson started grinding himself at the cradle of her thighs, every rock of his hips making her gasp and tremble.

Dayson said that they shouldn’t rush it, but the truth was that he was also impatient. He wanted to feel her, and he was eager to mark her. At the same time, he wanted it to be good for her, something she will remember gladly, and not just a procedure they need to go through because of external pressure.

He rocked against her, her slick juices coated his cock that was hard and ready, her hips moved to meet his, and she arched toward him while pulling him lower.

“Ahh…”, a shaky breath escaped her lips when she felt the pressure at her entrance and her body came alive, her hips twisted to take him deeper and faster because his movements were torturously slow.

“This might hurt…”, Dayson said while kissing the spot on her neck where his mark will come. “My wolf said that it will be fine as long as we allow our instincts to guide us.”

Talia nodded choppily.

His slow thrusts created friction that made their minds hazy in need of more.

“Harder, Dayson.”, she breathed. “Give me all you’ve got.”

“Fuck!”, he cursed under his breath. He was trying to take this slow so that it lasts longer, but she was not making it easier.

Talia writhed under Dayson, trying to get him to move faster, but he just murmured close to her ear how much he loves her and continued his torturously slow ministrations.

It was wonderful, it really was. She could feel his sincerity and his intention to make her feel good but slow and gentle was not what she needed at that moment.

She wanted to feel his power and passion.

She wanted Dayson who was unrestrained and outrageous.

She wanted him to plunder her insides.

And she was determined to get it.

Frantic for more, Talia’s hands glided lower on his back, and she dug her nails into his firm ass, pulling him closer and rocking her hips against him.

“Gods! Woman!”, he squeezed through his teeth.

“Your woman.”, Talia said. “Please, don’t make me wait. Don’t make it slow. And don’t make it gentle. Not now. I need… Ah… Mmm…”

Her words were lost in moans when Dayson’s hips picked up the pace.

At the feeling of Talia pulling him in desperately, Dayson’s weak control snapped, and he gave in to his urges. After all, she was eager and he was also, and they can take it slowly later. They had three days.

Dayson lifted himself to sit with his legs crossed in the lotus position, and Talia gripped his back to follow him without them disconnecting.

She straddled him and hugged his neck firmly, unwilling to let go, ever.

“Fuck!”, he cursed when she moved, her pace not much slower than his, yet the small rotation of her hips threatened to push him over the edge too fast. Damn, she was perfect.

He pushed her damp hair to her right side, to remove the obstacles from the spot where he will mark her. His urge to put his lips there was driving him to the edge of insanity.

“Ah, Dayson…”, she moaned close to his ear, the words spiraled from his brain straight into his groin area, and he couldn’t believe that his arousal swelled. Seductress!

Talia’s legs started shaking and slowing down her movements, so he gripped her hips with his right hand to pull her to him, and his other hand landed on the ground behind him as support while he thrusted into her vigorously.

Her body arched backward, and outrageous sounds ripped from her throat, Dayson’s name mixed in with a string of vowels and curses, and Dayson was sure that he never heard anything so beautiful in his life.

The visual of her bouncing on him nearly made him come. Her head was thrown back and her jaw slack, her breasts jiggling, the sheen of sweat sparkling under the moonlight… it was the sexiest image he saw in his life.

Dayson could feel the pressure building in both him and Talia, and something told him that his mouth should be closer to her neck. It was the instinct he pushed away many times before, but not tonight.

Talia gasped at the speed Dayson pushed her to lay on the grass, yet her back landed softly as he controlled his speed and force expertly, confirming that he won’t hurt her even when he was lost in passion.

He was quick to continue thrusting into her, and Talia’s face flashed into his view, full of lust and love, and he was not sure if he saw silvery sparks in her eyes, but this was not the time for technicalities.

Talia’s fingers dug into his back, her arms coiling firmly just under his armpits, and her face was buried in his neck, frantic breaths splashing on him and making his hair stand on ends.

When merging with Dayson, Talia would always lose herself in pleasure, her whole world zeroing on the sensation of his hard length sliding in and out of her, and Dayson all around her, pushing her toward the rapture with every thrust, but this time, it was different. This time, Talia was not lost. Actually, it felt like she found a part of herself, something she forgot a long time ago. Possession. Belonging.

She wanted to give herself to Dayson in body and spirit, and she also wanted everyone to know that he was hers. Completely.

His tongue moved flat over her neck, making her skin ripple in goosebumps, and she felt the urge to do the same.

The sensation of their bodies moving together was thrilling, and the fact that they were in the open, made them feel like they were sharing their love with the rest of the world.

Dayson was focusing on Talia’s neck, nibbling and kissing, in order to prolong his pleasure and not come first. They needed to do this together.

Every fiber of Dayson’s being was trembling, telling him that the time was nearly there, and his fangs elongated without him even trying.

Emotions swelled within Dayson and an otherworldly growl bubbled in his chest and burst from his throat, and his heart soared when Talia did the same, like she was responding to his call. He never made such a sound, yet he knew that it was a sign of claiming and belonging.

Talia muffled her frantic moans into his neck as she gripped him tightly, her rapid breaths fanned the left side of his neck, and he knew that she was on the brink of an orgasm.

“Don’t hold it in, kitten…”, he rasped. “Let it out. Let me hear you…”

And then he started the countdown. 3… 2…

Dayson groaned when a piercing pain assaulted his neck, making him feel like he was being burned alive.

What the hell!?

Before he could process what happened, his head dipped and his fangs sank in Talia’s flesh, releasing his venom and embedding parts of him as her new normal, yet he felt that he was also undergoing some changes as fiery liquid traveled through his veins.

Dayson growled when her insides coiled around his throbbing cock, and both he and Talia shivered in their orgasm that was amplified by the scorching sensation that flowed into their bodies from the neck down.

Dayson unlatched himself and he laughed weakly when he realized that Talia was releasing low growls while licking his neck, the spot where she marked him. It was painful, tingly, and super-sensitive to the point of making him aroused like he didn’t come just a few seconds ago.

He was not sure what to think about Talia marking him because his consciousness was fading, but he knew that the circle was closed as their bond strengthened and was growing into something mysterious and wonderful.

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