Chapter 250 Chapter 249
A few more hard thrusts and they came together, their moans and grunts creating a perfect symphony that sounded splendid to her ears.
His release poured into her, hot and stinging, but she took it all, ready to take whatever he would give her. The waves receded, giving way to a new sensation. Barely noticeable at first, until it came to something she couldn't ignore. Morvan was swelling inside her.
"Oh... " She gasped, feeling him grow even larger, stretching her to impossible degrees. Never feeling something like this before, a flicker of panic bloomed within her.
"I don't think I can... " She started to say, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps.
"You can... I believe in you."
He groaned, pressing a kiss to her damp forehead. She whimpered, her abdomen tensing as he continued expanding in her.
Soraya twisted helplessly, unable to get rid of the sensation, tears pooling in her eyes at that sheer discomfort.
"Don't move, it'll only make it hurt more." He warned, rubbing her soothingly. "Deep breaths, Soraya. You can do this." He groaned, his voice shaking.
Soraya stilled her movements, focusing on her breath instead. Morvan kept growing till she was sure he was going to split her into two.
Just when she was sure she couldn't take it any longer, it stopped. He was completely knotted in her. He gave a soft smile then.
"I knew you could do it." He groaned softly, looking at her with a tenderness she hadn't seen in his eyes before. It made her insides turn into mush. "I'm so proud of you." She breathed through the discomfort, giving him a strained smile.
"Thank you.. Wow." She gasped, stunned at how huge he'd grown inside her. "That definitely feels different." She murmured and he chuckled. "How long will it stay like that?"
He shrugged, holding her close. "It depends. Could be from a few minutes to a couple of hours."
Soraya nodded, no wonder the fascination with weretigers by female werewolves. A comfortable silence settled between them as they got lost in their thoughts.
Morvan reached out, gently brushing her hair away from her damp face. "Are you alright now?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. The worst of the heat has passed." She mumbled, feeling sleep pull at the corner of her ahead. Morvan watched as she fluttered her eyelids open and close. "Go ahead and sleep. I'll pull out once my knot has gone down."
She smiled, her fingers itching to touch him but she hesitated. "Thank you for helping me through this, Morvan." She whispered, her voice quiet.
"Oh, please don't thank me for this. I didn't do anything. If anything, I should be glad that you trusted me with something as special as this. It's something I would never take for granted."
"I'd chose you over anyone.. " She muttered, unable to resist the pull of sleep, her body already growing slack. Beside her, Morvan stilled.
Did her perhaps hear that right?
"Why?" She thought she heard him say.
Heavens, she was so sleepy. Maybe he was talking in her dreams.
"Why?" She scoffed. "Because I like you. I've always liked you." She confessed.
Morvan was about to ask what she meant when he saw she'd fallen asleep, completely gone from this world. Morvan swallowed, the words she'd uttered lingering in the air.
Oh well.
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Rayena woke up with a start, realizing she'd fallen asleep seated against the door. Blinking away the sleep in her eyes, she hurriedly stood to her feet, her heart racing in surprise.
Being underground, she had no idea how much time had passed, but she surmised she had to get out of here before the soldiers arrived.
She smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress and turned to the metal doors. She glanced at the latch and, on impulse, reached for it and opened it, peeking in. In the dim lighting, she found a pair of green eyes staring pointedly at her, nose flaring.
The beast within jerked like it was trying to reach for her, snapping and growling. Rayena stumbled back, immediately filled with fear. The animal within snarled and roared, attracting the attention of guards nearby. Their steps slowed when they saw Rayena close to the door, eyes widened in shock.
"What are you doing here? Haven't you been warned by General Morvan to stop coming to this place unsupervised?!" one cried out, and Rayena shrank away in fear.
"I-I apologize!" she cried out, clasping her hands in front of her in a plea. "I was just about to leave!"
More growls and roars came from the room, and everyone stiffened as the snapping of chains grew louder. Rayena scurried away, heart pounding.
"You must have woken him up with your scent. He must be hungry. We have to call on General Morvan before he grows more agitated." One glared at her. "Why are you still standing there? Let's get out of here!"
She instantly followed after them, and they made her go with them to see Morvan. Knocking at the door, they waited for his response. It took a while, but the door opened, and Morvan peeked his head out, looking completely disheveled, having just woken from sleep.
"What's going on?" he groaned, glancing at the soldiers. Both of them turned to her, and she flinched.
"We found her at the King's compartment again. And she must have woken him up, because he won't stop growling and roaring."
Rayena dropped her gaze to the floor, embarrassed.
"Again?" Morvan groaned, a frown on his face. "How did you get there? You never listen."
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't stay away," she mumbled, fiddling with her fingers.
Morvan sighed. "Hope you didn't enter his compartment."
"No, Commander. We came here the moment we saw her," the guard replied.
"He probably just noticed her scent. You can go; I'll take care of things from here." Morvan said, dismissing the guards. "Have the chefs bring me the King's meal for the day," he added as they marched away.
"Yes, Commander!" they cried back, retreating until they disappeared from view.