Chapter 170: Unbearable Heat 2

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"Light..." Ramose groaned as another wave of heat traveled down his body and gathered at his throbbing member.

The wet, warm insides of his mate sucked on his rod and coated him in a scalding slippery fluid. He growled from the numbing pleasure.

But Versailles did not stop her slow movements.

She lifted her hands to her mounds and covered them over Ramose's large ones. Then as she moved her hips, she tightened his palms around them until they deformed and guided his fingers to her cherry perks.

"Ramose...pull..." Ramose didn't need to be told what she wanted. He pinched her ni***es and pulled.

"Mmm!" The serpentine threw back her head and clenched her inner muscles. This instantly caused the wolf to hiss and thrust upward. He pulled on her ni***es again, eliciting another excruciatingly agonizing clench that sucked his member deeper into her warm, contracting insides.

A fierce shudder rocked through him, and the wolf inadvertently clenched the mounds in his palms to anchor himself from the blinding pleasure.

"Light...!" He growled and thrust faster, deeper, his family jewels slapping against the tender meat.

Versailles couldn't take the attacks. Her private insides contracted and convulsed with each fierce thrust, rendering her weak and helpless under the continuous onslaught. 

Overwhelmed, she slumped on top of Ramose. 

The Werewolf King smiled broadly.

He opened his mouth and kissed her lush lips, slipped his tongue inside her mouth, and sucked on her tongue. His fingers pinched her ni***s, causing the Serpentine Queen to moan and give him greater access to her mouth.

He scraped her teeth and swallowed her sweet taste as her inner muscles clenched around him and coated him in another wave of warm fluid.

With a loud slurpy smooch, he unsealed their lips and bowed his head, taking one mound into his mouth. His thrusts decreased as he sucked hungrily.

But the serpentine was dissatisfied with the decrease in speed and began to move on her own. Her moves were slower and more sensual than the wolf's, but they made the two even more keenly aware of each other's private parts.

"Mmm..." Their amorous moans echoed in the room in crescendo with their thrusts.

The wolf pulled on the erratic ni***s, enjoying the way the meat bounced in his face, as he released the mound in his mouth and buried his entire face in between the two mounds.

With a deep growl, he rubbed his nose on the soft and squashy meat and inhaled. The intoxicating fragrance of her skin made him feel heady. He hardened even further, surprising the occupied serpentine.

"Hehe...Light, be good. Keep moving..." He rasped against her skin as he nipped and nicked at the bouncy meat. His hands moved from her perks, traced the rounds of her mounds, slid down her body, rubbed her waist, and gripped her hips.

Then he assisted the serpentine in moving her hips to make love to him.

This was by far their most intense love-making.

Usually, he'd be doing the seducing, coaxing, and moving in their mating sessions. But this time, his mate was just as heated and desperate as him.

Ramose moved his hands to her back and slid them down to her round and meaty behind. Gripping the two ends, he thrust with wild abandon.

A while later, a fierce tremor shook through their body and the two came in a wave of scorching fluid.

Versailles laid breathless on top of Ramose. Her limbs felt weak and sore, the fierce waves of tingling shudders rocking through her making her dizzy and disoriented.

Ramose felt as lethargic and weak as his mate. Every nerve ending in his body tingled with euphoric pleasure. But the moment his mate made a move to slide off his body, his limp member stood erect again.

"Light...one more time...hmmm?" He still wasn't satisfied?

Versailles felt like shedding tears of grief. But recalling how uncomfortable she felt when she was in heat, she couldn't refuse the wolf.

She was cold-blooded and yet, under that strange heat, even she lost control of her senses.

But Ramose was a hot-blooded werewolf. If he had to suppress such an unbearable heat, would he be able to sleep comfortably? 

"Okay...just one more..." She resigned.

"Hmm! Just one more!" Ramose was beyond ecstatic at his mate's cooperation.

If she'd said no, he wouldn't have pushed.

But her 'yes' made his heart pound with renewed vigor, excitement, and need.

What to do? He was falling even deeper in love with her!

With a bright smile and shining eyes, the Werewolf King positioned his mate on top of him.

He still hadn't had enough of her moving on top of him...

Versailles sat on top of Ramose and furrowed her brows. 

There was a lot of viscous liquid sliding out from her private. In such a situation, could they still continue?

She raised a leg and reddened as her mate's thick member slowly slid out, scraping more of the thick fluid along with it.

Unbeknownst to her, the wolf was watching the scene with feverish eyes.

The sight of his rod, coated with his and her fluid, made him heat up and harden further. He watched with great intensity as their mixed fluids dripped from inside his mate and slid across his thick member. 

He sucked in a shaky breath and grabbed her arm. With a strong tug, she fell on his chest.

"Ah...!" The serpentine was startled. She made to raise her head when a warm hand held her in place and a raspy breath tickled her ear.

"Light, keep it in...that's how our...cub will form..."

Ah...

She blushed and obediently bowed her head.

Da**! Why do I get the vague feeling that in the bedroom, I'm more obedient to his commands?

The naïve serpentine wondered in confusion, not aware of the fact that she'd accidentally hit on the truth of the matter. 

While the Werewolf King was more obedient, practically servile to her every wish and command outside the bedroom, inside was a completely different story. On their bed, he used all sorts of tactics and tricks to seduce and get his mate to passionately mate with him.

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It was his greatest pleasure to be inside her, so why would he care about dignity?

Besides, she was his mate.

He loved her deeply.

So it was only a matter of course for him to endlessly entangle with her and shower her with his boundless love.

"Heh..." Pleased at her compliance, Ramose smiled and slid his hands down her back, sucking in gasps of wonder at the silky and smooth texture beneath his hands, before gripping her hips and fully plunging his member back into her warm nectar. 

"Uhhhhh..." Her slippery fluids were too numbing. He felt his eyes roll inside his sockets, his labored breathing resounding in the room as he entered her to the hilt.

Sensing her contract and suck him, he closed his eyes and savored the euphoric sensation.

Versailles felt herself heat up the moment the warm and hard rod entered her. The sensation of it rubbing against her walls made her inadvertently clench her inner muscles. She loudly gasped and laid her forehead on Ramose's chest. 

A dark red perk entered her hazy eyes and she instinctively drew closer, closed her lush lips around it, and sucked.

"Light...!" Ramose's vision exploded with blinding flashes of light.

Light...Da**! Light is sucking...my ni***?

The sensation and the image of his mate bowed over his chest, sent a flood of warmth coursing through his heart. A certain member buried in her warm fluids twitched erratically, close to shooting inside her.

But the wolf closed his eyes and painfully suppressed the desire to come.

He wanted to enjoy being inside her a bit longer...

Hot and scorching, his rough hands fell on either end of her behind. The smooth, soft, and meaty parts were gripped and groped in his hands. He traced their wondrous curves and slid his fingers between her crack.

The serpentine jumped, her behind raising to seek out the teasing fingertips, but the wolf spread the aroused cracks apart and rubbed them with his palms, and with a hard push, pressed her back down on his thick rod.

A deep groan escaped his throat at the sensation of his member breaching through her narrow insides.

The scent of musk seeped through the gossamer bed curtains and drifted in the Purple-Radiance Palace.

Unknown and unseen by all, a silvery stream of pure-white light descended from the ceiling. The light emitted a warm and endearing glow. It slowly seeped through the gossamer curtains and swirled around the two entangled mates.

Pressed tight together from top to bottom and eyes clenched shut in ecstasy, the entangled wolf and serpentine were unaware of its presence.

The light swirled around two more times, its glow strengthening and its' light flaring before it slithered between the two mates and slowly sunk into the serpentine's womb.

"Sigh."

A light sigh, of relief and comfort, resounded as the light settled in the serpentine's womb.

Unknown and unseen, the wheels of fate and destiny began their descent...

*

On the south of the Underworld Palace, there was a stone tavern where Master Wolfs gathered. Loud and boisterous, the happy cheers of Master Trainers resounded as they discussed the great feats of their disciples.

"Just this morning, little Sam went against a horde of slave beasts and came out victorious!" A brown wolf with a large build proudly pounded on his chest.

A thinner and leaner beast objectively slammed on the stone table and pushed to his feet.

"Hey Gul, stop showing off. Before my Hec, your little Sam is nothing! A few days ago, Hec pushed back a group of flame beasts all on his own." 

"Haha...so between your disciples, whose the fiercer wolf?"

"I bet it's Sam. That cub has the makings of a future master."

"Not Sam. I'm more on Hec's side. Flame beasts are no easy prey."

The spectating masters fanned the flames, wanting to continue the disagreement between the two masters.

The more they argued, the more likely they would get into a fight. And if they broke a bone or two, then there'd be fewer competitors for the Great Master Trainer position.

The two Masters were aware of the other masters' intentions as well. But as the Nar realm was a realm where strength reigned supreme, they couldn't back down first.

Otherwise, they'd be perceived as weak.

Caught in a dilemma of prestige versus scheme, they were hard-pressed to find a way to back out without seeming weak.

And so, the two beasts stood facing each other with flaring nostrils and red eyes, but neither made a move to attack the other.

"Will the two of you cool down? If you're in heat, then go and mate with your females. Don't destroy my shop." At this moment, the dissatisfied reproach of the tavern owner came from the back of the shop, making them secretly sigh in relief.

The two wolfs simultaneously turned towards the shop to find the owner slamming a tray of roasted meat on the counter. Their eyes instantly glistened and, with red eyes, they moved to the counter.

As the fragrant aroma of freshly roasted meat entered their nostrils, the wolves in the vicinity audibly swallowed and forgot about the master wolves' argument. They pushed out of their seats and slinked towards the counter after the master wolves with saliva leaking from the corner of their mouths.

"Old Fin, who's this big boy for?" One of the Master Trainers asked with shiny eyes.

"Yes, it's so golden and fragrant." Another breathlessly added. 

Seeing their greedy eyes glued onto the special order, Old Fin sneered disdainfully.

"If you're having thoughts about it, then I suggest you drop it. This belongs to a big shot you can't afford to offend."

"Oh? A big shot? Who's bigger than us in the Master Trainers Pack?" The large wolf doubtfully asked.

"That's what I wanna know. Who is bigger than us in this region?" The thinner, leaner wolf leaned on the counter and provocatively crossed his arms.

Old Fin deeply glanced at the wolves tired of living and smirked.

"How about Master Ouyang?" He gestured towards a dark corner of the tavern.

"What!?"

The wolves followed his gaze and gaped in astonishment.

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