His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Continuation from His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse to

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 75. Epilogue

EVANGELINE.

ONE YEAR LATER…

“Oh my…” I say, unable to stop myself from biting my lip as I look over at my sexy naked man who has tossed aside the towel he has just dried his body with and now approaches the bed entirely naked. “If I wasn’t already pregnant, I might just end up pregnant tonight.”

He sits down on the bed, a c*oc*ky smirk on his face. “I wouldn’t mind practicing the art.” He says, as he pulls me on top of him.

I’m halfway through my pregnancy and we’ve been told we’re having a boy.

Learning about the pregnancy was bittersweet. I was happy, yet it brought back the memory of the child that was taken from us.

A child I had not been able to see when I had gone to the realm, despite the ability to cross once a year, I was confined to the Palace of Moonlight. I nurture the tree of bonds before I then must return to earth.

Raziel and Selene are trying to get Eshe to bring my child to the palace, but there has been no reply to any of their messages.

“I wouldn’t mind that,” I whisper, as Zedkiel slips my satin slip off, leaving me naked above him.

He takes a moment to appreciate my curves. He makes sure I eat well and it’s clear he loves me with a little extra meat on me. The compliments never cease.

He now runs his hands up my t*highs slowly, letting his f*ingers dig into my skin slightly. “Now this is what I call a real woman.” He growls, tapping my a*ss sharply, making me gasp.

I moan softly as I place one hand on his chest, the other in my hair as I begin rubbing myself against his c*oc*k which is already h*ardening beneath me.

“Oh f*uc*k Zed…” I moan, as pleasure erupts inside of me as his tip rubs against my clitoris.

“That’s it…” He replies huskily as he squeezes my b*rea*sts. “So, tell me, how was your day today?”

I moan, as I try to focus on his question. “Good… we managed to go through the district layout and the pack funding, ah!” I gasp when he twists my n*ipp*les.

“What’s wrong Little Mouse?” He asks huskily.

“N-noth- F*uc*k!” I gasp as he rams into me, the sudden intrusion making me stop breathing for a second as I try to adjust to him.

He smirks in satisfaction, his hands squeezing my b*rea*sts.

“Now ride me, baby girl.” He commands.

I look at him through hooded eyes, as I obey, the pleasure far too much to refuse and I start moving faster and faster, bracing my hands on his t*highs as I bounce up and down on his c*oc*k. My screams of pleasure only get louder.

I moan.

it…” He growls, before he suddenly lifts

whimper as I position myself on all fours. He’s behind me fast, spanking my a*ss that jiggles h*ard as he rubs his c*oc*k against my p*uss*y before squeezing back

h*ard and fast,

Zedkiel.” I whimper as his hand tangles into my hair, the other hand kneading and squeezing my a*ss

arousal, it creates the heaven that I like to get drunk in with my mate, my king, and my

he pounds into me, hitting the spot every single time, making m y entire body combust with pleasure and I cry out when my

orgasm, as I turn clumsily and wrap my hand around his c*oc*k. Breathing h*ard as I try to

look up at my sexy man. He

stick my tongue out, wanting to taste

that

I moan as

his tongue flicking mine before he kisses me roughly as he drops back onto the bed and pulls

table and wipes my face

hair back. Our eyes meet, and I can’t help but snuggle in, burying my nose in

with love and respect before I was even

arms around me, caressing my

you all dirty.” He

“I like getting dirty.” I murmur, giggling

there, Little Mouse, or you won’t be sleeping tonight.” He

I wouldn’t mind that…

for a little longer

makes me look around. I’m

Where am I?

bright light, and it takes me a few moments to realise I’m in some sort of huge

Where though?

and I look down, spotting the little girl, who looks barely over one year old. There’s something immensely familiar about her and I

how, but I know

has large golden eyes and a button nose as she stares at the door

with butterfly sleeves and matching

that to me, little

a voice that haunts my nightmares. The voice behind my greatest regret… I turn

less aggressive than how I remember him. He approaches the child and I’m shocked to see

and I can’t help but smile

who

girl…

hand out and I realise she’s holding some kind of crystal