TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 421

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CHAPTER 346: SWEET DANCING

EMBER’S POV

That gets his attention. He glances over.

“You should be resting.”

“I’ve been resting for six hours. I’ve rested enough to last me into the next life.”

I sit up slowly and let the blanket slide down to pool at my hips. I watch his eyes catch on it, th darken by degrees as he realises I’m no longer wearing what I had on when he left

Just this.

A slip of nothing. Sheer, pale, cut so low it barely contains my breasts, the hem skimming high my thighs. The kind of thing that was never meant to be worn for long.

“I found a little surprise tucked into my things today,” I murmur, lifting the small twist of paper between two fingers. “Hidden in the apothecary bag the Pennys gave me. It came with a note: secret to an exciting relationship.” I trace my thumb over the edge of the paper, letting my mout curve into a slow smile. “Apparently, it’s a very rare herb. Meant for a very, very long night.”

Knox has gone perfectly still. Shirt half-unbuttoned, chest rising a little faster now, eyes dragging down over the slip like he can already feel it against his skin.

“Ember.” His voice has dropped into that low, rough register that always makes my stomach flip. You have a concussion.”

“I have a clean bill of health, a very boring evening, and a fiancé who’s had a terrible day.” I nod toward the nightstand where two glasses already wart, dark liquid catching the low light. “One

drink And a dance”

“A dance?”

“You never dance. Know Vulkuy Rarely

the posses into both glasses and stir, watching it dissolve “An elder told you to your face today that you had the whimay of a tax document “I hold one glass out to hum amiling “So prove her wrung Your Majesty Dance with me.”

He looks at the glass then at me and our way the sip clings to my body and the bare length of my legs

watch the last of the day’s exhaustion burn off her placed by aumething darker Hungrier. “You’re a menace’ he says, but he’s already crossing the room Already Taking the glass from my

hand

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“You keep saying that,” I murmur, clinking mine against his. “And you keep marrying me anyw

We drink.

The herb moves fast.

Heat blooms low in my belly almost at once, warm and liquid, sliding through my veins like sl

fire.

I feel it between my legs first – a deep, aching throb, my clit suddenly sensitive, my p***y grow

slick and hot against the thin fabric between my thighs.

I watch it hit him, too. His pupils blow wide, breath deepening, the muscle in his jaw flexing ha

I set my glass down and go to him.

I take his big hands and place them on my waist myself, the heat of his touch setting me ablaz

over again. Then I begin to move.

Slow. Unhurried.

I roll my hips against him in a lazy, filthy grind, letting him feel the heat of me through his trouser

My hands slide up his chest, under the open shirt, palms dragging over warm skin and hard

muscle.

He follows without thinking, hands tightening on my waist as I press closer, the sheer slip doing nothing to hide how hard my n*****s have gone.

I turn in his arms, putting my back to his chest.

Freach back, take his wrists, and guide his hands exactly where I want them over my stomach, the other higher, fingers brushing the underside of my breast

one splayed low

1 feel fur go rigid behind me I feel his c**k thicken against my ass as I roll my hips back into him again slow and teasing

“Ember” he rasps against my throat vore already wrecked. “What are you doing to me

“Dancing”) breathe, and grind back against him again, feeling the low groan vibrate through his cheat into my spine “You’ve had a long day my love for helping you find some relief

Hes losing the fight

I can feel it – the way his hands have started roaming greedy now, siding over the ship like he

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