Chapter 282: Chapter 282 Week of Passion
Phoebe’s POV
They had countless tasks ahead with zero time for delays, making their swift departure essential.
"Quit gawking like that—it’s unseemly," Dominic cautioned her. That yearning expression was all too familiar to him.
"Forgive me, I never intended..." Patricia instantly dropped her gaze, looking away from the king’s back. She returned a short while later to swap out the meal, but when she entered, I was still asleep, though someone had already dressed me in my nightgown. It seemed Perry had taken care of that.
Some time passed before I finally began to wake. Patricia rushed to my side, helping me sit upright.
"Are you alright, my queen?" Patricia fluffed the pillows behind me before offering a glass of water.
"I’m fine," I responded glumly, my body still aching from everything Perry had done throughout the night. He hadn’t stopped until sunrise painted the horizon. "Where’s the king?"
"I’m not certain, but I believe he’s meeting with the gamma again."
I felt foolish asking Patricia about Perry’s whereabouts. "Alright. Can you help me to the bathroom?" Nature was calling.
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Timothy waited for Harlow at their usual meeting spot. The little girl arrived precisely on time, giggling as she spotted him and wrapping him in a warm hug.
"Here’s your meat, your candy, and your trinkets." Timothy retrieved everything from his pockets, handing each item to Harlow. "Happy now?"
"So happy! Thank you!" Harlow embraced him once more, though her expression quickly turned somber. "But mommy won’t eat the meat. I offered it to her, but she claimed she wasn’t hungry."
The previous day, Harlow had consumed only half her portion, saving the rest for her mother. Timothy had offered to procure additional meat for Jude, but the child had declined.
"Why not?" Timothy’s brow creased. So Jude hadn’t eaten?
"Mommy insisted I should have the meat instead. She said she wasn’t hungry and didn’t like it." Harlow’s sadness deepened.
Naturally, Timothy saw through this lie. He understood exactly why Jude refused the meat. "Did you tell her where you got it?"
"Yes." Harlow nodded. "I said exactly what you told me—that the queen gave me the meat."
Timothy preferred to keep these secret meetings under wraps for now.
Before their conversation could continue, however, a warrior approached with a report...
Despite everything, they remained at the pack the following day, their departure delayed by an extended period. Both Phoebe and Timothy couldn’t have been more thrilled by this decision.
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Phoebe’s POV
"Please... I can’t handle any more..." I gasped raggedly, feeling Perry buried completely within me.
I’d lost track of how many times he’d pushed me over the edge. My head spun with exhaustion, yet Perry showed no signs of satisfaction.
"No, love... you need to pay for what you’ve put me through." Perry bit down on his mark, sending violent shivers through my entire being. The intensity overwhelmed me, and when I shattered apart, it felt like my soul abandoned my body entirely.
The sensation lingered for a while before Perry found his own release inside me. His warmth and essence filled me completely.
"Timothy asked the same question," I whispered weakly, glancing at Perry over my shoulder as we both collapsed onto the bed.
Perry braced himself on his elbows to avoid crushing me with his weight.
I actually loved this—feeling safe and heated with him so close. I enjoyed our passionate encounters, but I desperately needed rest. He’d taken me multiple times already, and given his preference, we’d continue all night. This was insanity.
"Want me to do this to him?" Perry slipped his arm beneath me, gently squeezing my breast. "Or perhaps this?" His other hand found its way between my legs.
"No, please... I’m at my limit." I dreaded the thought of Perry growing hard again, already feeling his heavy member pressing against me.
"Hmm... Really? I have my doubts." Perry flipped me over and moved lower. "Your body tells a different story. You’re soaked, love."
I shook my head in protest, but when his warm tongue found my entrance, I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. I didn’t want him to stop... I craved him inside me.
"Yes, exactly like that..." Perry murmured, feeling himself hardening once more.
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Patricia entered the room carrying breakfast for the queen. She froze upon discovering Phoebe still sleeping, completely naked with disheveled hair, while the heavy scent of sex saturated the air. Her cheeks flamed red as the king emerged from the bathroom.
The king wore only a towel around his hips, staring down at her intensely.
"What brings you here?" Perry noticed the food tray. "Leave that and don’t disturb her. Replace the meal in a short while if she hasn’t woken," he instructed smoothly while Patricia could only bow her head in acknowledgment.
Afterward, Patricia departed the room but didn’t venture far, lingering outside the door and waiting before changing the food.
A short while later, however, the king exited the room looking refreshed in jeans and a crisp white shirt.
Every warrior bowed their heads respectfully as the king passed, Patricia included. She stared at his retreating figure, captivated by his commanding presence.
