After Donna agreed to spend the wedding night with Black, silent hormones began to diffuse quickly in their bloodstream.
Black’s deep eyes seemed a little darker, looking at her face with a quiet and inconspicuous aggression.
Donna could perceive the powerful strength emanating from his body, which made her feel dangerous at the trials during the day, but at the moment it gave her great excitement and made the fine hair of her body stand straight.
Norton went between Black and Donna, and she could feel his strong tail repeatedly rubbing against her bare calves. He roared low and short, calling her wolf out.
I have fought for a whole day, and I’m exhausted! I don't want to talk to him right now. Freya snorted and refused to show up.
The small space was filled with ambiguity, and every breath of them was like a spark.
Black nodded slightly as if he had recognized her answer, or had reached a tacit agreement about something that was about to happen. He ordered the driver briefly: "Go to the Moon Shadow Imperial Palace."
Located in the mountains far from the madding crowd, the palace is a secret but luxurious residence.
The well-trained servant silently led them into the main house, and the air was pervaded by the scent of vegetation and light water vapor.
Their dinner was sumptuous but simple, and the two had almost no conversation during the meal, except for the occasional collision of knives and forks.
Black could feel that Donna had a sense of owning him when her eyes glanced at him. This surprised and puzzled him: very few she-wolves were not afraid of his wolf; Norton looked too fierce.
After dinner, Donna was led by the servant to take a bath. The bedroom was joined to a huge terrace, surrounded by a huge bath pool. The water in the pool came from the hot springs in the mountains, so the water was quite warm. With countless stars reflected in the water, the bathing pool was beautiful beyond words.
After letting her servant leave, she shed her clothes onto the floor, and slowly got into the warm water. Warmth wrapped around her body. The warm bath soothed the battle fatigue of the day, and her tension and stress were also relieved. Leaning against the side of the pool, she breathed a sigh of relief.
What had happened in these two days exhausted her both physically and mentally.
The moon threw its light on her long silver hair. Little drops of water slid down along her graceful and powerful neck into the water.
Her body, shaped by perennial combat training, was slender and vigorous, and her skin looked shiny owing to the beautiful water vapor and bright moonlight. Donna had a few shallow scars on her body, but they didn't destroy her beauty but added some wild charm to her.
Just then, a figure appeared quietly by the pool.
Black changed into a light black silk robe, with a plunging neckline showing his strong chest and clear texture, full of strength.
Donna turned and leaned idly against the edge of the bath, her body exposed carelessly. She smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, where is your wolf?"
Black bent down, and his eyes were as dark as the night sky. He looked at Donna and asked, “Are you only interested in my wolf?”
He asked in a slightly hoarse voice, with Norton at his side, and almost simultaneously, Norton gracefully stepped out in the moonlight.
The silver she-wolf, Freya, surfaced from the pool and came to the black wolf, Norton. With a few steps forward, Donna looked up at Black and grabbed the strap of his robe. The view of Donna from this angle tightened his throat.
Donna smiled and pulled hard the strap of his bathrobe!
With a bang, Donna pulled Black into the pool! Norton also jumped into the pool and pounced on Freya, the two wolves playing in the water, rolling, leaping, and splashing!
Black's silk bathrobe swayed in the water, and he put a strong arm on the wall of the bathing pool, in case they lost balance.
Donna wiped the water from her face and gave a provocative smile towards him.
"Your Majesty, of course, I am interested in you…" She fondled his pecs, and then moved her hands down, reaching in from under his bathrobe, and seizing the majestic place. She licked her lips and bit gently at his chin.
Her graceful body nestled against him, soft, boneless. She stuck her tongue out and licked his Adam's apple, pecs, abs... Black's breath became hot.
“But I’m more interested in this giant wolf...”
She opened her lips and put the other “wolf” of his in her mouth, stroking it with her own throat. The hard stone-like “wolf” grew bigger in her mouth. Donna frowned and bit it gently with her teeth.
"Ah." Black smiled at her defiant bite and pulled the "wolf" out of her warm mouth.
The next moment, the provocative she-wolf was raised by the strong arms, and the Lycan King’s hand vigorously rubbed a handful of her peach hip. Without any tenderness, he put his fingers into her steamy orifice, and the rough touch made Donna groan.
Donna could break a log's long legs by kicking with her feet, but now she was gently sitting on Black's muscular waist, urging the king to bring her more happiness...
After the passion, the bath was full of a strong smell of musk.
Donna, with a little bit of oxygen, surfaced from the bottom of the water. She lay lazily on the edge of the pool, panting slightly. Her face flushed red, her blurred eyes staring up at the starry sky.
Black lay at her side, one arm on her waist and the other unconsciously stroking her long dripping silver hair. At the edge of the bath, the black wolf, with his desire satisfied, stuck his tongue out to fondle the silver wolf.
"Donna, I admire your ambition," Black said suddenly, and his voice became calm and low as usual. His words broke the moment of peace and instantly brought Donna back to reality, "But your plan for the Red Moon Pack should not affect the coronation of the queen in three months."
Yes, they were just allies, and their marriage was a part of the deal. What happened at the bath a moment ago was just an episode beyond the contract. After having thought of this, Donna seemed to understand something, and her eyes were filled with coldness.
“It won’t.” She gently pushed his arm away, sat up, and picked up his silk bathrobe to wrap herself. “I have trusted partners in the pack.”
“And,” she looked up at him firmly. “The Red Moon Pack shouldn’t be what it is now: decay, wealth gap...Hanson’s promise is a lie, but the pack as he painted ‘let orphans, children, and vulnerable groups no longer suffer’ is what my partners and I really want to achieve. I will win, your queen, will win!”
Clearly, her last word pleased King Black, and his just satisfied desire began to stir. The black wolf not far away also ran to the silver wolf, calling for joy.
Unfortunately, the communication crystal in the clothes Donna had changed out of suddenly began to vibrate.
Donna frowned and picked up the crystal.
The name on the screen made her have a sudden killing impulse in her eyes.
It was Alpha Hanson.