Chapter 156: The Werewolf King's Mate Part 2

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Ramose moaned and sucked in a breath of cold air. His mate was nothing but torture.

She didn't move too slow or too fast, but just at the right tempo to drive him insane. Her damp, fire-kissed hair dropped over her shoulder, covering her right bosom in an alluring shade of red-gold.

With her hands clutching his shoulders, every time she moved, the strands slid over his chest in teasing caresses, sending electric tingles shooting through his burning body. As she moved her hips again, Ramose threw back his head and growled in agonized pleasure.

"Haha..." Hearing her melodious laughter, Ramose felt enlightened.

Da**! She is purposely tormenting me! Could it be...she's taking revenge for last night?

Cracking his hooded eyes open, he dubiously peered at her.

"Light, you...you aren't taking revenge for last night, are you?" 

"So what if I am? What are you going to do about it?" The serpentine crossed her arms and condescendingly glanced down at him, unaware of how her posture only served to enhance her charm.

An explosion went off in Ramose's head and a certain part of the wolf twitched in reaction, turning even harder than it already was.

"Hmmm...." The serpentine moaned in response and moved her hips again, causing the beast to salivate at the sight and harden at the sound.

Da**! I can't hold back anymore!

Growling darkly, he lunged forward and clamped her perk, audibly sucking as he grasped her waist and thrust.

Versailles held his shoulders and thrust out her chest, giving the wolf free rein to suckle and lick her bosom as his hands roamed up and down her body, tracing her curves and rubbing her waist and hips. 

The temperature in the washroom heated up very quickly, the moans and groans rose to a crescendo as the thrusts turned fiercer and the grunts became deeper.

Ramose's head clouded with euphoric pleasure and, closing his eyes, he wrapped his arms around his mate's waist and pressed their bodies even tighter. With their flesh pressed tight against each other, her bountiful mounds crushed against his hard chest muscles. His hands traced her spine, her neck, her waist, and every curve on her body.

"Light...Light...Light..." The light and love of my life.

As he kissed his way to her lips, he gave a deep thrust and felt her shudder.

A long while later, the serpentine lazily laid on the satiated wolf's chest. He gently massaged her waist and kissed her hair, his eyes overflowing with love as he gazed at her.

"Light, are you okay?" In the heat of the moment, he lost control. His mate hadn't fully recovered yet, so he was afraid that his enthusiasm might have been too much for her to take.

"Hmph! You ask now? When you're already done?" She sneered.

"Ah...that...that can't be blamed on me. How was I supposed to know you'd seduce me senseless?"

"Oh, so it's my fault now?" There was a dark edge in the serpentine's voice when she raised her head and sweetly smiled.

"No, no. How can it possibly be your fault? It's all my fault! I'm a beast that doesn't know how to restrain himself. I'm a beast that needs discipline. If you wish, you can discipline me like earlier. I won't dare to say a word." The Werewolf King immediately raised his hands and invited her to play with him.

Sigh...what do I do? I just mated with her, but my heart and body are already burning for her again. I can only make do with having her torment me.

He didn't dare to take control. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to restrain himself and hurt her.

Sadly, his serpentine didn't fall for his ploy.

"You think I'm a fool? I can see from your eyes that you're only looking for a chance to mate again."

Ramose smiled bitterly and tenderly traced her cheek. 

"You can see I'm only looking for a chance to mate with you. Can't you see how desperate I am for you? Light, if I knew things would be like this, then I would've waited for you to fully recover before mating with you. Now I can't even think of anything else other than being inside you. If possible, I want to be one with you like that for eternity. To never separate for even a heartbeat." Ramose sighed and leaned his forehead against his mate's, his dark eyes so deep Versailles felt her soul get sucked into their dangerous depths.

She sucked in a shaky breath. Her head felt light and airy as if she was about to faint.

No...this won't do! It'd be too embarrassing if I fainted from his stare! 

Internally shaking her head, Versailles decided to shift her gaze elsewhere.

But before she could even move her head, The Werewolf King gripped her face.

"Look in my eyes, Light. You'll only find yourself in their depths."

Ramose didn't know how else to express what he felt to his mate. He didn't know how to put into words what he felt when he was connected with her.

It was a feeling so ethereal, so magical, and so wholesome that he had no words to express it.

When he was inside her, he never wanted to withdraw.

Because the moment he did, an empty void, deep and yawning, would engulf his heart and soul, and cause him to feel disoriented, incomplete.

He felt a sense of emptiness he had never known before.

That's why he wanted her to see it for herself through his eyes. Since he couldn't express it in words, he wanted her to see what he felt in his heart and soul through his eyes.

"Light, what do you see?" Holding her gaze, the Werewolf King moved his hips.

Versailles's shuddered.

She and Ramose were still connected together from their previous mating. So when he moved, she gasped.

But not from the pleasure. She gasped from the look in her mate's eyes.

The two times they mated, Ramose had kissed her. And as she was either too embarrassed or too aroused, she always kept her eyes closed.

This time, as Ramose moved his hips and held her gaze, she felt her heart and soul shatter, before remolding in a flood of boundless warmth.

Because the look in her mate's eyes wasn't just lust. It was pure and unadulterated love.

In his eyes, she saw herself.

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Not from a gaze of lust and need, but one of adoration, devotion, and love. As Ramose moved, his gaze radiated a love she never felt before or even realized was possible.

It wouldn't be too far-fetched to call it worship!

He worshiped her like there was no one greater than her in the universe.

Versailles cried tearfully.

This was too much love for her fragile heart.

A heart scarred with the abandonment of her own blood relatives.

"Light, Light...why are you crying? Please, don't cry. I'm sorry if I upset you." Ramose forgot about his quest when he saw his mate cry. His heart clenched painfully and he frantically wiped and kissed her tears away, apologizing profusely as he tried to calm her down.

"Light, I was wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry...please, stop crying..." He lost his composure, practically begging and pleading, as he hugged her and rubbed her back, and endlessly apologized.

Da**! I made her cry! How can I make her cry?

He hated her tears. And at that moment, hated himself more for being the cause of it.

"Please...don't cry..."

The crying Versailles instantly paused when she heard the tearful plea. Lifting her head, she was greeted with the tear-streaked face of her mate.

"Ra...Ramose! What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Da**! The Werewolf King of the Underworld Palace and King of the Werewolf Clan is crying!?

"When you cry, my heart hurts. Seeing your tears, I can't help but cry." Ramose tenderly caressed her face.

"Light, I'm sorry. I won't ever do that again, so please, don't cry..."

"You were crying because I was crying?" Versailles gaped.

"No, I was crying because I hurt you..." The Werewolf King sighed regretfully and leaned his forehead on his mate's.

He only wanted to show his mate his feelings. 

But if he knew the act would cause her to tear, then even if he couldn't mate with her for hundreds of years, he would never take such a step.

Versailles looked in his dark eyes and smiled.

"Ramose, you didn't hurt me. You made me happy. I was crying because I felt beautiful and loved. I was crying because I realized I am the luckiest female in the Nar realm. No male could ever love their mate the way you love me. And no male could ever mate with their mates the way you mate with me. In your eyes, I saw myself. And I want to see myself in them every time we mate in the future."

Ramose stared at his mate in astonishment, the words he heard causing his limbs to tingle.

"Light...you, you mean it?" To drown in his mate's violet eyes every time they mated!?

Another bout of tingles shot through his body and he shuddered in pleasure. His member twitched fiercely and the Werewolf King's eyes shone like two beams of black gems as they roamed over his mate's body and lit with desire.

Versailles didn't miss the fierce reaction. She narrowed her eyes and glared at the shameless beast.

This wolf is truly insatiable! 

I was talking about the future, but his mind clearly isn't on the same wavelength as mine.

Versailles's shoulders slumped in defeat.

Clearing his throat, King Ramose expectantly looked at his Serpentine Queen.

"Ahem! Light, since we're going to do it in the future, how about we hold a practice session right now? That way, when we do it in bed, it'd be even better. What do you think?"

"I think you're just looking for a chance to mate." She deadpanned.

"Ahem! What's wrong with me wanting to mate with you? If it were up to me, we would mate every day." To show his enthusiasm, the Werewolf King thrust upward. When his mate's lips opened with a surprised gasp, he stuck his tongue in her mouth and entangled with hers, sucking with delight.

Versailles moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him closer.

Sigh...I'll probably never satisfy this beast long enough to rest.

She felt despondent. If she couldn't satisfy him, wouldn't that mean they would go on mating every day like he said? 

No way! she'd die if that happens!

...what to do?

As she was thinking of how to get her mate sated enough to leave her in peace, a hand grasped her mound and squeezed. She involuntarily moaned and blushed.

Da**! This beast corrupted me!

Ramose broke their kiss and looked at his hand. The way her mound molded to his hand fascinated him and he couldn't help but happily play with them, rubbing, pinching, and squeezing into different shapes.

"Light, they are so soft and smooth...how are they so soft?" He curiously asked.

"How do I know? They grew that way?" Black lines appeared on the serpentine's forehead and she was close to kicking the clueless wolf in the shins. 

This da** wolf is truly a beast that saw meat for the first time!

"Hmm! They grew beautifully! I like them!" With that, he closed his lips around the perk and sucked.

Versailles's whole body flushed red and tingled as waves after waves of pleasure coursed through her body and gathered at her intimate part. Arching her back, she grasped Ramose's black hair and held him closer to her bosom.

Ramose's scalp tingled both from the amazing sensation of his mate's body and her open response. His heart pounded in his ears and as his temperature rose, he nicked the perk, causing her to shiver and move on his member.

"Mmmm..." His mind shattered apart and the Werewolf King wrapped an arm around his Serpentine Queen. Locked in a dance of desire and passion, he thrust his lower body and sucked on the mound in his mouth, his hand rubbing and squeezing the other mound.

After an entire session of lovemaking, Ramose carried his limp mate out of the washroom to their bedroom.

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