The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 342

ELLIOT

The hoarse scream that escaped from her slightly parted red lips, her lashes fluttering as she tilted her head back in pure ecstasy.

The liquid spilling, drenching my cock, and the tight, hot, delicious massage around my shaft made it clear—my Duchess had reached her peak.

I didn’t take long to follow her.

“Nmmm…” I shut my eyes, furrowing my brows.

A muffled moan slipped from my throat; I barely managed to suppress it as my balls tightened violently, releasing thickly inside my woman’s depths.

Mine. Because she had given herself to me. Because I wasn’t going to let her go. Because this female satisfied me and filled my soul in a way I had never experienced before.

Something warm spilled from inside her, at the very point where our bodies were joined, soothing my inner beast, taming my murderous instincts, leaving only deep, consuming feelings toward her.

The need to keep her by my side—forever. To dominate her and, at the same time, give her everything.

I heard her gasping; we were both drenched in sweat.

My entire body was tense, muscles locked from holding back so much, but it was a pleasant, bearable strain.

My cum kept spurting out, relentless, driven by the force of my orgasm.

Something thick pushed at the base of my cock. I didn’t know what it was.

It hurt a little, but I endured it. I didn’t want anything weird happening that might scare her.

"Ssshhh, so good, more, give me more, my man… mmm, give me a baby…" she milked every last drop from me.

She had said multiple times that she wanted a baby.

I understood perfectly—she must have felt insecure about her position and Lavinia’s without a legitimate male heir.

«Mmm… yes, I’ll give it to you… you’ll never leave my domain» I hissed inwardly as the tip of my cock nestled deep inside her.

The thought of a child had once seemed like an abomination to me—with the real Rossella, at least. But with her… the image drove me insane.

Yes, baby, I want it. I want it all—with you.

"Elliot, I adore you…" she confessed in a low, honeyed, intoxicating voice.

She leaned in, peppering soft kisses over my chest and neck, warming my soul.

I didn’t know when or how, but in such a short time, I felt like I was falling hard for this mysterious woman.

I wasn’t even angry about her tricks and deceptions. I only wanted to keep her with me.

«I adore you too, my enchantress. I’ll keep your dark secret, I’m not afraid. You’re just like me, and that only makes me feel closer to you »

I want to know you completely, to learn everything about your life, to trust you enough to reveal my dangerous secret—to have you accept me and to truly, completely, be husband and wife."*

*****

KATHERINE

For all the heavens, that was so good.

Inside me, the Duke’s cock was beginning to soften. I could swear that during his release, it had thickened even more—like a beast in heat… I don’t know…

I had never felt so full, so utterly satisfied. I lifted myself slightly, watching as he slipped out of me.

His thick seed trickled down, sliding along the inside of my thighs.

I leaned over his chest, my lips brushing against his in a soft kiss, laden with desire.

"I’m sorry for using you like this, Elliot. I…" I had so many things I wanted to say, but time was running out, and I had already pushed my luck with these magic powders.

I sighed, pulling away from him and tightening the robe around me before slipping out the way I had come.

With a confused heart… but a very satisfied pussy.

*****

ELLIOT

I opened my eyes in the darkness as I heard the door close. I sat up in bed, taking a deep breath, inhaling the lingering scent of our sex—the intoxicating aroma of perfumed lavender and raw lust.

"So your name is Katherine, my dear Duchess. Katherine Everhart. Sounds just right."

I murmured to myself, pleased, already thinking about all the plans I needed to make to keep her and the child safe from the threats looming over my Duchy.

But I also frowned, considering another pressing matter—I needed to end things with my lover, once and for all.

I wouldn’t betray Katherine with her.

But Brenda knew my secret. She was of my kind—I had found out by accident when she went into that uncontrollable heat phase, much like an animal in estrus.

I had helped her relieve herself when she couldn’t control it. She had thought I would kill her for what I had discovered, but instead, I had simply seen an opportunity—to be with someone who wouldn’t expose me, even if my wolf traits surfaced during sex.

Since then, we had helped each other through those periods of intense lust, though, honestly, I had never truly felt satisfied.

We had simply covered for each other. A convenience. I didn’t love her, not even close. It was just sex.

And now, I needed to handle this breakup intelligently. I wasn’t about to let a single misstep ruin what I had just claimed as mine.