Chapter 492: The Secret Thrill (3)
Ravia’s heart raced faster, the thrill sending another surge of heat to her core. Her muffled moans grew louder, her voice a desperate, breathless melody. "LYAN—LYAN—PLEASE—NNNGH—!!"
"Please what?" Lyan teased, his lips tracing the shell of her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
"FILL ME—FILL ME—PLEASE—!!" Her muffled shout was wild, her body clinging to him, her silver eyes glazed with a mix of need and bliss.
Lyan’s grip tightened, his thrusts quickening. "Ravia..."
A final, deep thrust, and his warmth surged inside her, a thick, molten flood that pressed against her, a faint bulge appearing at her lower belly. Her body shuddered violently, her muffled scream a desperate, breathless cry. "AHHH—YES—LYAN—YES—NNNGH—!!"
Her silver eyes fluttered, her head falling against his shoulder, her breaths ragged, her entire body trembling. But even as she tried to recover, Lyan’s strong hands still held her, his lips capturing hers again in a fierce, possessive kiss.
"MMPH... SLURP... MMH..."
Ravia’s silver eyes met his again, dazed and warm. "T-Too good... I... I love you..." she whispered, the words slipping free before she could stop them.
Lyan’s grin softened, his hand gently brushing her silver hair aside. "And I love you too... my black wolf."
Her cheeks flushed, but the warmth in her eyes only deepened. Yet even as they caught their breath, a soft chuckle echoed from the trees.
"Are you two done?" Wilhelmina’s voice teased, her blue eyes gleaming with amusement.