Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

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“Call His Majesty. Inform him on my behalf that I would have to extend my vacation for three more days,” Creed said as he covered my mouth with his hand to stop me from making a sound while slamming his hips into mine.

I bit his hand. As if to punish me, he pinched my clit, making me come for the third time this morning. The curse had ended three days ago but we were still at it, doing it like animals with every opportunity we found.

We’d locked eyes after meals since then and the next thing we knew, our clothes were thrown on the floor and he was bending me onto the table, onto the glass wall, the countertop, or anywhere we felt the need to, which happened multiple times a day. It was like an extension of the curse, a new addiction that I couldn’t stop. It was a different kind of hunger.

The more we did it, the more I craved it like an addict. But this time, I didn’t have to worry about being judged or humiliated for it because I could tell that Creed felt the same.

Never in my life did I think I would be able to have sex this much. But I was too blissfully full for regrets. If anything, I was relieved that I was with Creed when the curse struck. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else.

I’d never felt this way. This stretched. This content. There were other things that I didn’t want to name yet.

“What do you mean why?” Creed frowned while talking over the phone and ramming himself inside me at the same time, rubbing against my favorite spot. When I clamped around him, his eyes heated and I felt him getting bigger inside me as he bit back a groan.

I stared at him and I was transfixed.

If I could grab a camera right now just to capture that arousal in his face, I would. And I knew I’d be able to sell millions of copies. This was everything a woman underneath any man would want to see at a time like this.

That utter look of pure alpha satisfaction. Of lust. And of something else I could not define. I just knew it made my heart skip a beat. Then again, if I were to take photos, I didn’t think I would want to sell them and share them with the world.

Because Creed’s look in his eyes right now? It was all for me. And somehow, the thought of any woman seeing it made me murderous.

Creed trapped one nipple in his fingers and toyed with it while never losing his rhythm. How could he do it? Sound nonchalant while talking to his assistant and driving his cock into me? While looking at me with those eyes?

And to think this all happened because I interfered with his smoking.

“My mate still needs to rest,” Creed lied so casually. “I have to attend to her needs. Wasn’t that reason valid enough?” I raised a brow. Rest? As if this jerk knew that word. He would not even let me take a bath without following me inside, without bending me there, without making me come as many times, as he wanted, only to do it again after shower.

Our only real break was during mealtime. Before and after that, we were onto each other. Just like today. It was only eight in the morning and here we were, unable to let go of each other. Just why? I couldn’t understand. It was like a switch had been turned on inside me twenty-four-seven.

And it was the fucking sex switch.

My chest heaved at the thought and the pervert saw it. He reached down and licked one nipple, making me more delirious.

< “Relax. His Majesty will say yes. Project X is almost done anyway. Besides, our trusted pack members are on the island to see it through on my behalf. Terrence will also represent me there, so the King has nothing to worry about. I have to go now, Dale,” he rasped, his movement slowing down but hitting deeper. “My mate is glaring at me as we speak. Vicious is probably

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Chapter 40

hungry again. I have to feed her before she turns into a manic beast again.”

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Creed threw his phone on the divan. And then he rubbed my clit with his every thrust, feeding me the way he said he would.

“You can be as loud as you want now, Vicious.”

I came screaming which just made him grin before he followed me to the edge. Even then, he didn’t pull out. We remained glued to each other.

Both of us were sweating as Creed pressed his forehead against my shoulder, and I automatically wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I wasn’t like this before. What happened to me?” I whispered, still basking in the afterglow.

He looked up and grinned. He planted a quick but fiery kiss on my mouth before answering, “You met me. And then you and I happened.”

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15:46 Fri, Jan 9