Chapter 750 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

“Dayson!” Talia exclaimed. “I want you to fuck me! Now!”

Dayson stared at Talia, whose eyes were flickering in silvery light, and he thought that her wet form crawling out of the tub was sexy as hell.

He sensed that her arousal was taking over again, and this time Talia had no intention of staying passive.

Dayson walked backward toward the door as his lips lifted into a wicked smile. “You want this?” He gestured toward his erect cock. “Come and get it.” And then he dashed out of the bathroom.

Talia’s eyes flashed in outrage. “DAMON!”

Her feet were unstable on the wet floor tiles, but she caught herself on her hands and ran after him on all four while following his laughter.

‘CRASH!’

A tall ceramic vase broke when Dayson took a sharp turn, bumping into the display table where the vase was standing.

Talia was peeved that Dayson was dodging her, but at the same time, her hunting instincts were at an all-time high. Dayson was her prey, and as an Alpha, she couldn’t let him escape.

She saw him jumping over the sofa, and she used the spring cushions to propel herself after him.

“Woah!” He exclaimed when her fingers grazed his bicep. She almost got him.

Dayson paused for a moment to see if she was alright when the sofa toppled, and he avoided her claw-like fingers by a fraction.

Dayson was fast, but Talia was not to be trifled with. He understood that if he didn’t take this seriously, she would catch him too soon, and then she would tease him forever.

The best thing to get the blood pumping before sex was a good chase. This was about instincts and the urge to catch and dominate, and Dayson knew that Talia was an Alpha who needed to feel the rush of being the predator.

If her heat came normally while they were at home, they would run through the forest of the Shadow Fang pack and end up in the cave behind the waterfall. That was their secret spot, in the middle of it all, yet perfect for activities no one should see or hear.

Even here, if her heat didn’t hit so suddenly, Dayson and Talia would run until her pheromones started inviting others, at what point they would seek solitude.

It was too late for that foreplay because her pheromones were going haywire already, but she missed so many firsts, and he wanted to give her at least a minute of normalcy so she could feel what it’s like to be a werewolf.

Talia’s whole childhood was wrong, and Dayson messed up their first meeting. He was determined to create happy memories of her first heat, something she would remember with a smile on her face.

A chase in the house it is!

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Dayson dashed out of the bedroom and jumped over the handrail to the main floor, right into the middle of the living room.

Dayson looked up and smirked while thinking that Talia will take the stairs.

His smirk faltered when he saw Talia going after him without hesitation. What if she got hurt? He was unsure if he should continue running or catch her, but her fiery expression told him to run.

Talia was delirious in her search for a release, in search of a man, and Dayson’s scent of the forest and dark chocolate was like a mating call she was waiting for. The only thing on her mind was to get her hands on the male in front of her and to get her fill of him.

Dayson was lucky that her ability didn’t work on him because silvery light was lashing toward him like whips she could control with her mind.

After Dayson and Talia toppled two sofa chairs, broke a few vases and figurines, and tore a painting that hung on the wall, Dayson dashed down the hallway, made a circle around the island in the kitchen, dodged two oranges and a kiwi that Talia threw at him, and then he sprinted upstairs with Talia hot on his trail.

Talia ran into the bedroom, straight into a pair of strong arms.

Her whole body tensed at the sensation of Dayson’s flesh against hers. They were both completely naked, and the sparks of their bond made her feel like she was about to blow.

Talia hissed while gripping his shoulders with her eyes zeroed on her mark on his neck. She opened her mouth, ready to latch onto her mark and defeat him completely when…

“Aaah!”

Talia shrieked when Dayson flipped her over his head and threw her on the bed.

“Damn it, Dayson! Why are you making me work for it!?”

“I am worth it, and you know it,” he said smugly.

That, she knew.

Dayson stalked around the bed while his fiery gaze scanned her naked form and her eyes flashed in delight at the realization that the chase was over. It was his turn to come to her.

Talia pushed herself backward until her head hit the headboard.

She licked her lips, unsure where to look. It was hard to pick one between his intense eyes, confident smile, muscles that rippled as he moved, and that erection that waved at her.

Dayson was like a predator, circling his prey, and it was hot as hell, but Talia didn’t feel like playing anymore. Her unfulfilled need to mate was becoming painful now.

“No more games, Dayson,” her tone came with a hint of warning.

Talia wanted to jump on him, but after all this chasing, she realized it would be in vain if he didn’t let her catch him. Her movements were sloppy due to arousal, and even magic was useless.

What to do? What to do?

The handsome devil was hard to catch, so she needed to lure him in.

Talia got an idea.

She spread her legs, and her hand slid down her abdomen.

Dayson froze when he saw Talia’s fingers gliding between her folds that were glistening from arousal.

His kitten was bold and horny, and he loved it!

Talia struggled to keep her eyes open. The sensation of her fingers rubbing her clit was great, but it was not enough.

“Ahhh…” A shaky sigh escaped her lips when her middle finger slipped inside her. Still, not enough.

“Don’t tell me you are happy with watching,” Talia rasped. “Your mate needs you, Dayson.”

A deep growl formed in his chest. His mate was right there, calling him, and the scent of her arousal filled the room, telling him she was ready. And he was ready as well.

Dayson crawled on the bed until he was above Talia who was quick to wrap her arms and leg around him.

“Got ya!” She exclaimed victoriously.

“Mhm…” He hummed in agreement. “You got me.” From the moment he laid his eyes on Talia, he was hers.

Talia kissed him desperately while clinging to him. She wanted to pull him lower, but he was big and strong, so she ended up dangling below him.

Dayson lowered himself until her back sank into the mattress with him on top of her.

“Mmm…” Talia moaned into the kiss when he started grinding on her. He was hot and hard, and she was wet and feverish to feel him, and he didn’t make her wait long.

Dayson cupped her cheeks into his palms, and he stared into her unfocused eyes as he slid into her effortlessly. She was made for him.

Talia’s jaw fell open slack, and she whimpered when he started rocking into her. Finally, she was getting what she wanted.

Dayson kissed her shoulder, making an invisible trail toward his mark, and his fangs grazed her there before he started sucking.

The sensation of Talia trembling under him was out of this world, and he enjoyed her every gasp and moan that matched the rhythm of his hips. She was like an instrument he could play, and her sweet sounds spurred him to move faster.

They made love many times, but this was different. Her body was hotter and more inviting than ever before, perfectly coiling around his, the friction was just right, and her scent made him dizzy. It was like Talia became his personal aphrodisiac, and he wished that time would stop so that they could be frozen in this moment forever.

Her breathing was ragged, and Dayson was not surprised that her eyes were glowing in silvery light. She was an otherworldly vision. His.

“Say that you are mine, kitten.” He needed to hear it.

“Yours. Only yours, Dayson.” Her hands reached lower on his back, and she dug her nails into his firm ass. “And you are mine.”

Dayson growled and picked up the pace.

He was almost there, the pressure was building up, and he was not sure if Talia’s sweet pussy was sucking him in or if that was just his imagination because it was that good.

Talia’s body arched, and she cried to the heavens as he groaned while filling her insides with his hot seed.

Dayson gripped her hip and continued pumping into her until there was nothing left for him to give, and then he slowed down.

His heart thundered against his chest. He did it. They did it. Did they? He was not sure.

He observed her flushed face. He could feel that she had an orgasm, but somehow… she was not happy.

“Are you OK?” He asked.

Talia’s eyes snapped open, and she frowned at him.

Dayson paused. Did he do something wrong? Was she regretting it?

He wanted to ask what was going on, but she pushed on his right shoulder while pulling his left one down, and they rolled on the bed.

Talia was now on top of him; the previous maneuver didn’t cause him to pull out.

She started rocking her hips. “Why did you stop, Dayson? I need more. Much more than that.”

It took him a moment to realize that her displeasure was because she was still horny. Of course, she was in heat, meaning it might take hours until she was sated. Dayson heard that some she-wolves in heat go at it until they collapse from exhaustion.

His kitten was an Alpha, which came with extra stamina, and he was ready to test which one of them could last longer.

This heat thing… he loved it!

Talia stirred out of her sleep and blinked at the unfamiliar surroundings.

Everything smelled of the forest and dark chocolate, assuring her that Dayson’s presence was there, but he was not in sight.

Talia was on the bed, alone. The cold bedsheets told her that he left some time ago.

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