The Wolf's Queen Vows

Chapter 31: Sex with Galen

Chapter 31 Sex with Galen

His tongue dominated her body, roaming over every single part of her body. He fingered her continuously, but his kisses suppressed her moans. He leaned down to eat her out until tension welled up in her, and the pleasure mounted as he sucked her clitoris.

"I’m close!" She breathed out shakily.

He rubbed her clit even more while his tongue flicked her opening, making her come instantly. Her pussy throbbed, and her legs shook at the act, her hands clutching at the sheets. Galen licked her clean before reaching up to kiss her lips.

"Are you okay?" Galen asked, hovering over her as their eyes met.

She smiled. "Yes." In a swift movement, she turned them.

Galen chuckled, relaxing back in the bed, his eyes watching her. She grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. A low groan reverberated in his throat as she put his cock in her mouth, teasing his head before going down on him at his full length. His hands reached for her hair as she massaged his balls, still bobbing her head up and down his cock.

He pushed his cock deep into her mouth, hitting her throat, and she let him do what he wanted. Galen groaned as he fucked her mouth.

She leaned up, stroking him with her fingers, getting him to twitch under her touch. Her face went down on him again, and her tongue licked the head of his cock to the bottom of his length. She wrapped her lips around his head and sucked a few more times before taking him down in her throat.

Galen moaned her name, pulling at her hair to go with the movement. He felt his member twitch harder when a drool landed at the base of his length.

As soon as he felt himself close and his head fell back, his breath cut, replaced with a loud growl. Aveloria pulled away, stroked his erection faster until he felt his release.

Galen pulled her closer, slamming his mouth on hers as his hands cupped her ass cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her body and flipped them so she was now on her back. Aveloria let out a giggle at the action. His body was between her legs as he hovered over her. His cock head teased her center as he leaned down and pressed kisses on her forehead, then her lips.

"I want you, Galen. I want to feel you." She mumbled into the kisses as he pulled away.

"Your body is so perfect. I want to spend a lot of time worshipping it. You have no idea how much I want you."

The heat surged within her, and Galen could smell her scent. "Galen...please." Her legs wrapped around his waist while he positioned his cock at her center.

Galen pushed himself into her pussy slowly. She could feel her core stretching around his member, and she moaned at the burning sensation. He gave her enough time to adjust before he began to thrust inside of her until his cock filled her pussy completely. She grabbed at his shoulders, dug her nails into his skin, and her moaning grew louder at every thrust.

Galen groaned as he thrusted deeper, hitting her G-spot almost at every slam in her core.

A few minutes later, she could feel herself becoming close to reaching climax, but she didn’t want it to end. She buried her head into the crook of his neck and bucked her hips to meet every thrust.

Galen leaned up, grabbed her waist, and slammed into her, slowing down, but each thrust was deep. freewebnσvel.cøm

"Oh, Galen..." she grabbed the pillow and bed covers.

He thrusted in and out of her core harder, pushing her to the edge. She curled up her toes, and her body became extra sensitive. His hand slid down to touch her clit as he massaged it. She could feel the sensation welling up again inside her walls. Galen’s cock twitched inside her; their moans and the sound of his cock slamming against her core filled the whole room.

The pleasure became even more intense as he grabbed her boobs, hitting and thrusting harder. A few more thrusts and she came over his cock. His cock twitched, getting closer to his own release. She opened her legs wider so he could go deeper a few more times.

"Oh, sweet goddess!" He growled.

Galen pulled out, stroked his cock, and then poured his seed over her belly.

They were both tired and consumed by exhaustion as he fell back on the bed.

"That was...divine." Aveloria breathed out.

"You’re just perfect."

Galen grabbed his shirt lying on the floor to wipe her belly. He lay back on the bed, pulled the bed cover over their bodies, and she rested her head on his chest.

Everything replayed in Aveloria’s head as her fingers drew circles on his chest. His touch was careful, deliberate. She wasn’t treated like a symbol, heiress, or a chosen one, just as a woman. Aveloria held on to that, even as everything else melted away.

It was past midnight when the silence broke. Galen had drifted into light sleep beside her, his arm resting loosely near her waist. The air in the room was still, save for the faint sound of the wind outside. Aveloria had fallen asleep hours ago, and her body was finally at peace after days of tension. But that peace didn’t last.

At first, he heard her breathing change, shallow and uneven. Then her fingers twitched against the blanket. Her lips moved, whispering words that didn’t make sense. He frowned and turned to look at her.

"Aveloria," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

She didn’t respond. Her brows tightened, and her head shook from side to side. Her breathing quickened.

He sat up, concern tightening his chest. "Aveloria, wake up."

Still nothing.

Her lips parted again, a faint sound escaping, then a broken cry, like she was calling for help. Then her whole body jerked. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Her hands clenched the sheets, and she began to mumble, her voice strained and filled with fear. "Fire...no, please..."

Galen immediately reached for her, holding her shoulders gently. "Aveloria, it’s just a dream. You’re safe."

But she kept shaking, her voice rising. "The kingdom...it’s gone...there’s so much blood." Her body trembled violently now, her sweat soaking the pillows.

Galen didn’t hesitate. He pulled her into his arms, pressing her against his chest. "Hey, hey, it’s me," he whispered, his voice calm and steady. "You’re safe, Aveloria. It’s not real."

Her breathing hitched, and she gasped like she was drowning. Her eyes flew open, distant before she blinked several times, realizing where she was.

"Galen?" she croaked, her voice shaking.

"Yes," he said softly, brushing his thumb over her cheek. "I’m here."

She took a sharp breath, her chest heaving as tears filled her eyes. She clung to him without thinking, her hands gripping his skin tightly. "It was horrible," she whispered against his chest. "Everything was burning. The palace... the wolves...everyone was dead."