Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

Chapter 62: A LOT Of Big Feelings There, Buddy?

⚠️ WARNING: This Chapter features dark smut. If that is not your thing, feel free to skip to the next Chapter!

Guinevere’s skin was on fire and Maddox was losing his mind

His patience snapped.

With one brutal tug, he ripped the silk camisole clean down the middle to expose her breasts, sending the delicate shorts following a second later.

A low, satisfied rumble vibrated in his throat, the sound thick with his dragon’s possessiveness, before he lay down, pulling her on top of him.

"I love you, baby." Maddox pressed his lips to the top of her head.

The fever in her body immediately began to lower, the heat transferring into Maddox everywhere they were touching.

That’s when the change in her scent hit. It was the same potency that she had during the battle a few days prior when he lost control.

"Gwen... fuck."

She shifted, her unconscious body seeking as much skin contact as possible, and the movement left the head of his cock nestled right at her entrance.

Blood thrummed in his ears and sweat broke across his brow. A low growl tore from his chest as his hands clamped down on her waist. He began to slowly push inside her, freezing halfway, breathing hard from the resistance.

"So tight for me..."

He pulled out and thrust back in harder, again and again, until he was fully seated. Then he began rutting into her with long, savage strokes, his arms holding her flat against his chest.

Guinevere started rocking in time with his relentless pace, her heat growing slicker with every buck of his hips.

She felt so good. Too good. It wasn’t making him feel better. All he could see was Nicholas sitting in that chair, eyes on her barely-covered body. The wolf who had sailed across an ocean for his mate. The wolf who had marked her.

"Mine." His hand came down hard on her upturned ass with a sharp crack, the sound echoing in the room. "My wife. Not his."

Guinevere’s body jolted, her pussy squeezing tighter around his cock. A noise came out of her even in her sleep that completely undid him.

"Cum for me, baby. Give me what I want," he said against her ear.

Her breathing shallowed as a sudden climax overtook her sleeping form, her tight entrance locking down and milking him with a series of hard, helpless contractions.

With a broken moan, Maddox came deep inside her, flooding her until it dripped down her thighs. Even after he filled her, her pussy continued to pulse and squeeze around his cock, as if reluctant to let him go.

He could feel her temperature lowering more with his cum inside of her. Her scent was potent, and her body was so responsive. He couldn’t have stopped even if he tried.

He began pumping into her more rapidly, each one releasing complicated emotions. Her abduction. When her heart stopped. Kael touching her after starting a civil war. Nicholas marking her. Losing two trusted warriors. The elders questions and undermines.

Maddox didn’t consider himself an emotional man. But all of the pressure had been building and he didn’t realize the extent until the weight lifted.

Guinevere’s eyes suddenly fluttered open. For a moment, her mind couldn’t process what was happening. A sharp gasp tore from her throat as she finally registered the relentless way Maddox was driving into her while she lay on his chest.

"Shh, easy, baby... that’s it. Relax and take my cock. You’re doing so good for me." His grip on her hips tightened as his pelvis pistoned hard and deep up into her.

She was disoriented and overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. They’d had sex less than a handful of times and this was a new position. All of this was new.

"Maddox—" she choked out, voice hoarse. Her hands pushed weakly against his shoulders, muscles locking.

He didn’t stop.

"Stop fighting it. Bad girls get spanked harder." He cracked his palm across her ass, the loud smack echoing as he kept rocking his hips into her while pinning her to his body. "Let me use you. You’re going to take everything I give you."

This was a brand of dominance he had never shown her before. She felt herself tighten around him immediately in response.

"Maddox... I..."

CRACK.

She gasped at the sting.

"Tell me who this tight little cunt belongs to. Say it."

"Yours," she whispered.

"Good girl," he praised. "Keep squeezing my cock just like that." freeweɓnøvel.com

Guinevere’s face heated, eyes widening. The way her body reacted to ’good girl’ was not something she was going to examine ever.

Maddox continued pumping rapidly into her causing heat to build between her thighs. She surrendered, melting against his chest as her hips rolled instinctively to meet him with every thrust, her breathing growing ragged.

"That’s it, baby," he said against her ear. "Give it to me. I need it."

A noise escaped her throat and her hips moved desperately.

His hand came down hard on her ass one final time. "Mine. Say it and I will fill you."

"All yours."

The second she said that, Maddox released deep inside her, hot ropes of cum flooding her pussy.

Maddox’s dragon surged, fangs elongating then driving into her neck.

An orgasm hit her like lightning as his venom surged into her. Her core spasmed, feeding him her pleasure through it.

"Don’t stop..." she gasped desperately, the words tumbling out before she could stop them.

Maddox groaned in pure satisfaction, fangs still buried in her neck. The dragon inside him purred with smug, possessive pride, utterly pleased with himself as he fed on her pleasure like it was the finest nectar.

The venom worked fast, lowering her fever by several degrees. Then her eyes fluttered and she went limp on top of him.

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Across the keep, Nicholas woke with a violent gasp on the cold floor, his insides still burning.

The first orgasm hit him through their matebond so vivid his hips bucked automatically and he almost came.

She wasn’t awake which meant Maddox was touching her. Nicholas saw gold, his wolf surging in protective rage.

More of her orgasms came. His body tensed as wave after wave of her pleasure echoed inside his chest.

Then she was awake, he could feel it. Confused at first, her emotions tangled and panicked. Then the panic bled away. She stopped fighting.

The next orgasm that came through their matebond was the worst one. Because she wanted it.

Nicholas pressed his forehead to the cold stone and tried to breathe.