As he reached for them, a strong feeling of déjà vu washed past me.

My head couldn’t help but remember the moments we had been intimate. Back on the ship, and the night he chose me for the Great Dance.

Also, the other time he was drunk.

He did make me feel special.

“Ava…” he trailed on his words.

“I love you… you know, that right?”

My heart beat thudded frantically. I reached for his shoulders, wrapping my hands around them. I also wondered if he was a bit tipsy.

“Mhmm,”

Those were the words I breathed out, unsure of what to say exactly.

What was I supposed to say? That I perhaps loved the person I was forcefully given to?

“You mean the world to me. So much more,” Caspian said, trailing kisses on my earlobes, down to my neckline. I gasped when he ripped my cloth forcefully, tearing the material with his beastly hands.

“My clothes!” I yelled.

“I could replace them, with several others,”

His pupils dilated in desire, as he watched me in my underwear.

I was still very much seated on his laps, my core resting on his manhood. Though clothed, I could feel his insane hardness which made me want him.

“Okay,”

I mumbled, giving him a kiss.

My intent was to make it slow and steady but along the line, it became fast. My tongue rolled with his.

Just like we were made for each other, we followed a particular rhythm. My body had become all heated and next thing I knew, he had peeled off my remaining clothes.

“Such milky skin, Lady Ava.” he muttered.

“You are indeed the fairest of all.”

I chuckled at his comments, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Honored you think so, milord.”

My hands spread out through them smoothly. I could feel his heartbeat— its gentle thuds, symphonic paces.

I struggled with unbuckling his pants. Sighing at looking up to him, his warm hands grazed on mine, caressing it and guiding me in removing it.

Next thing I knew we were both naked on King Caspian’s bed, engrossed in a hot make-out with each other.

Caspian leaned his back at the bed post of his royal canopy.

I sat on him, looking into his mesmerizing silver-gray eyes. He was indeed beautiful for a man. With his long dark hair, which cascaded around his face. His chiseled jaws bore a wild look, like the beast he was.

“Take me, milord.”

I gasped, giving him a bold look of confidence.

A growl occupied the room, with various sensations roaming around my body.

I gasped when he entered me, with an awed look. His hardened manhood felt entirely foreign in me. I think he noticed my reaction from the way he paused not taking everything in, at once.

“Oh my…”

I panted, as he caressed my both breasts which were bare to him. His teeth grazed my nipple as he slowly entered again. My head tilted back slightly, as I tried to embrace the sensation.

“Are you okay?”

“Do you want me to stop?”

I nodded a ‘no’ at his words. Perhaps I was going to adjust to him with time. However, I wanted him buried deep in me. Wasn’t just ready for the pain that accustomed it.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah…”

I bat my lashes, looking at him. He was sweating, like he was trying to hold himself back. It seemed like he was fighting with his beast, and stopping him from surfacing fully.

From the veins and occasional flashing of his fangs, I could tell.

“Leave it to me,”

Some voice suddenly said.

“Let me take it from here.”

I wriggled my brows confusingly at the feminine words.

“Who are you?” I simply said.

“Your wolf.”

She replied. My head seemed blurry but I knew I enjoyed what Caspian had to offer after that.

“Faster, please…”

“Go deeper milord!”

I panted as he went on, slamming inside me hard. Every time his flesh joined mine, a pleasurable feeling radiated through. And I really wished it would never stop.

“Anything for you mate,”

He said. My lips widened, and I felt my paws elongate. I buried it into his back, unknowingly. I really hoped I didn’t hurt him.

Caspian lifted me in his hands, as we made love. He spread my legs, holding them in a standing position. Slamming harder inside me, while my boobs bounced uncontrollably to his gaze.

“I am yours,” he suddenly said.

“Say.It.”

Unable to think about anything else other than his several inches, buried in me, I mumbled.

“I-I am y-yours, Caspian!”

One thing I did hope for was that Jaskier or any of the guards weren’t at their posts, hearing these.

I watched as he groaned, whimpering a bit. Laying me back on the bed in a way that my ass was faced towards him. I could see little trails of blood, in my thighs but I he chose to ignore it.

He had defiled me.

And I loved every inch of it.

“You’ve been really bad for making us wait this long, Ava.”

My face tinted when his large palms connected with my ass. I moaned at the effect, trying to look back at him.

He immediately averted my neck back, slowly positioning himself at my entrance. This position seemed different. I could feel him stretch deeply in me, as he pounced into me from behind.

Feeling a building intense sensation, my hands held his waist line. Clenching around them as he made love to me.

“Ahh…yes!”

“Mhm-mhm…”

I couldn’t stop myself from making those sounds as I felt the peak of the pleasure, wash through me. Caspian also groaned at some point. Just when I thought he was about to pull out, I felt something warm spill inside me.

“C-caspian no!”

I yelled when I realized he had just inserted his seed in me.

I was about to stand up, but he forcefully brought me down with my both arms pinned around my back.

“I want my heir from you, Ava and no one else.”

He remarked, pinning his cock at my entrance till he finished inside me.

What had he done?

How could I bear a child at this chaotic moment?

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