The Raven Wolf King: Wolfless novel Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

~Valeria~

“Raphael! You’re heavy!”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” he repeats, voice slurred.

I manage to get him to his feet, but he slumps over me, trying to find support.

Damn it.

Stumbling, I guide him to the bed and ease him down onto it. He takes my hand, eyes barely open, and smiles. “You’re so beautiful. My mate is so beautiful.” His flushed cheeks and that dazed, goofy expression almost make me laugh.

Should I call Nolan? Probably. But the urge to care for Raphael pulls stronger. These damn wolf instincts—they drive me crazy

sometimes.

I lift him gently, slipping off his blazer, then his shirt. You’d think I’d never seen him naked with the way my eyes linger. But how can you not admire him like this? Bare skin, inked with tattoos-so many of them. My hands trace their lines as I watch his chest rise and fall.

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reach his pants, I unbuckle them, but first slide down and take off his shoes and socks. His pants follow, leaving him in underwear.

I lock the doors-lesson learned-and lie down beside him, placing a pillow between us. I’m sticking to my guns, keeping my distance, as far from him as the bed allows.

Sometime in the night, I wake to heavy arms wrapped around me. “Raphael…” I groan.

“Shh. My head hurts,” he whispers against my car, pulling me tighter to his chest before drifting back to sleep.

Too tired to fight it-and maybe not wanting to-I let myself relax into the warmth and fall asleep again.

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Morning comes. I stir to the soft touch of his hands on my stomach. My back is pressed against him, and I can feel the unmistakable shape of his hardness.

He moans. “Hm… your skin feels so soft in the mornings.”

I sigh because I don’t see myself winning this hold-up battle. My body is so turned on, and I want him. His hands slowly rise, going under my shirt and softly squeezing my breasts.

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right now. I reach behind me and spring his cock out of his underwear, making him slide against my wet garments.

“You’re using me, aren’t you?” he whispers.

I chuckle. “Yes, yes, I am.”

He hisses, “Fuck it. Use me all you want.”

My own personal boy toy sounds good to me. But let’s be honest -feelings are involved here. I care about him.

As he continues to caress my breasts, I slide my underwear to the side and let him slide on my slit. Morning sex is the best sex ever. You wake up with all your senses so sensitive. Everything feels so much better.

He releases my breasts and slowly glides his hands to my hips. Warmth spreads like a slow current, awakening every nerve beneath the surface. His fingers grip harder, holding me in place, and he slowly slides his cock inside me, gaining entrance until his engorged member is as far in as it can possibly go.

We both moan, sounding like a rehearsed melody.

Holding my hips, he begins to thrust. It’s a feeling of euphoria, like light flooding through your body, a rush that makes every breath brighter and every heartbeat louder. So good, so intense, quenching the fire and thirst in my loins.

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deeper. It sends a ripple of awareness, sharp and delicate at once, right through my core-like sparks dancing along a wire.

When he gets desperate, he tears my underwear off and sits me on him. I slide my shirt off, fully flinging my breasts in his face. His gaze lingers, tracing the gentle lines that shape my peaks. He licks his bottom lip and then takes them in his mouth. I begin to sway my hips back and forth. He moans, I moan, and we create our own song of moans. I speed up, feeling the excitement rise. My body shakes, and I spasm over him with loud groans of pleasure. The sensation is both grounding and transcendent— an ache that is sweet, a release that is consuming. My body feels weak, and I slump over him with my head nestling in his neck, but he holds my hips and moves my body up and down on him. He grunts louder and louder until I feel his milk fill me.

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I know I shouldn’t have given in to this temptation, but I did it willingly, knowing that I was so fucked. I can’t keep away from him. Will this be inevitable? It can’t be. It’s not that I don’t want him-I always have. But I refuse to let this mate bond dictate my life. I won’t risk being hurt, and I won’t lose myself. I need to be my own person, not defined by him. I want to achieve things on my own. I want to be strong in my own right.

I try to move away, but he holds my hips down.

“Stop trying to run from me,” he whispers.

I draw in a deep breath. “I want to stay away from you… but I

can’t.”

“I know that.” He presses a kiss to my shoulder.

“I’m not joking, Raphael. I want to be my own person. I don’t. want to be defined only as a male.”

“What are you trying to prove-and to whom?”

“Myself. I’m joining the Royal militia.”

“What?! Why would you do that?”

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“Without relying on anyone…” he mutters. “Why are you so afraid of being hurt, Valeria? That’s what you’re running from. You don’t trust because you’re terrified of the pain.”

“Well, of course I am. That’s been my whole life. Everyone hurts me.” His blue eyes stay locked on mine, still searching for something.

“You don’t understand,” I whisper.

“Then tell me. Show me.”

He’s right. How could he understand when I’ve never let him in?

I sit up, still straddling him, my hand pressed to his chest as I look down. “Do you know that just a few nights ago, I threw myself out of the window?”

His searching eyes shift instantly to pain. His mouth opens, but shock steals the words before they can form.

“I tried to kill myself, Raphael, from that window there. That was the first night we were together.”

His lips quiver, his voice trembling as he whispers, “All that blood…”

“My mother has hated me since the moment I was born. Those bruises? Not stares-her hands. All I’ve ever known is the iron 37

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everything. And then you… the man who was supposed to make it all disappear. The man I waited for all my life, the only hope I had… you crushed me worse than any of them ever did. That’s when I realized I could never leave my happiness in another’s hands. I refuse it now with everything I am. You cannot make me happy, Raphael. Not when fear rules my heart. And to conquer it, I must do it alone. My way.”

Tears stream down my face, falling onto his chest. His expression twists into anguish. In an instant, I’m lying flat on the bed, and he leans over me, pain etched deep in his eyes. Is this pain for me?

His forehead presses to mine. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry. I… I didn’t know you carried so much pain.”

“I don’t. I’ve numbed myself to it all.”

His fingers catch a rogue tear. “You say that, but I can see the pain. You’re just hiding it.”

I close my eyes, trying to pull away, but his fingers lace through mine, holding me gently in place. “I can’t stop wanting you, Valeria,” he says. “I can’t. You are mine-you will be mine-and I’ll keep trying to make up for my mistake, to win you back. But I’ll also support whatever path you choose.” He lifts my chin, eyes locked on mine. “Whatever you need from me, it’s already yours.”

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refuse to let that truth rise to the surface. If love has already taken root, I’ll bury it deep within the ice of my heart, where it cannot betray me.

“What will you do today?” he asks as he begins to dress.

“I’m going to take the day to think things over.”

He nods slowly, his voice low and heavy. “Is this truly what you want? To join the Royal Army? Out there, Valeria… you’d be fighting. You’d have to kill.”

“I know. That’s why I’m taking time to think it through. I understand how serious this is—I’m not taking it lightly.”

He nods. “Alright. If you decide, tell me. I’ll speak to my father. You’ll need his permission to join.”

I arch a brow. “Does that mean you’ll help me… or convince him to refuse?”

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