Then, with all the care he could give despite the storm inside him, he parted his lips and gently sank his fangs into the back of her neck.
Rose gasped softly, her fingers instantly clutching the front of his shirt.
A sharp sting spread through her neck, followed by a strange warmth that flowed through her entire body like a gentle current. It raced through every part of her, making her knees weaken.
Edmond held her close, supporting her before she could lose her balance. "It’s alright," he whispered against her hair. "I’m here."
As quickly as it had begun, he withdrew his fangs and pressed a tender kiss over the fresh mark.
The mark glowed faintly for a brief moment before fading into a delicate symbol that rested against her skin.
Edmond rested his forehead against hers, his breathing still uneven from the intensity of his rut.
Rose was just as overwhelmed as he was. The effect of the Lycan’s mark made her entire body burn with heat, leaving her desperate for his touch.
She turned her head and captured Edmond’s lips in another kiss. She didn’t even mind as his hands explored every part of her body, slowly building the pleasure inside her.
Rose grabbed the front of Edmond’s shirt and pulled hard, sending the buttons scattering across the floor. The moment her palms touched the firm muscles of his chest, her heartbeat quickened, and the longing inside her only deepened.
The gentle kiss slowly became filled with passion. Both of them acted as though they wanted to devour each other.
She even spread her legs for him, giving him complete access to her body.
"It might hurt a little," Edmond warned as he positioned himself at her entrance.
Rose looked into his eyes and smiled gently. "I can handle it."
She was indeed able to handle the pain, but she wasn’t able to handle the pleasure he gave her. Her body trembled beneath his touch, while Edmond’s thoughts slowly dissolved beneath the pull of his rut and the warmth of the woman he loved.
He filled her again and again, yet it never felt like enough. Rose certainly didn’t seem satisfied either, even though she had reached heaven over and over again.
The rut lasted for an entire week.
On the second day, several villagers came to check on them, worried that something terrible had happened since neither of them had stepped outside.
With flushed cheeks and slightly shaky legs, Rose opened the door just enough to peek outside.
"I accidentally caught my husband’s flu as well," she said with an awkward smile. "It would be better if we stayed away from everyone for a few more days."
The villagers immediately believed her. Feeling sorry for the couple, they left baskets of fresh food outside the house every day.
Rose couldn’t help feeling guilty for lying to such kind people. But that guilt quickly disappeared every time Edmond drew her back into his embrace.
When Edmond’s rut finally came to an end, the two of them stepped outside the house for the first time in a week.
For some reason, they looked different.
Their faces seemed brighter, and the happiness in their eyes was impossible to hide. Even the villagers noticed that the young couple looked closer than ever.
And around three weeks later, Rose discovered that she was pregnant.
The news left Edmond stunned for a long moment before a wide smile spread across his face. He carefully knelt in front of her, gently placing his hand on her still-flat stomach, almost afraid that he might wake the tiny life growing inside.
From that day on, he worked even harder in the fields.
From sunrise until sunset, he rarely stopped to rest. Every harvest was carefully divided. Some was stored in hidden places around the forest to prepare for the future, while the rest was kept at home.


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