Brewing Storm - Chapter 177

***VERY MATURE CONTENT-SKIP *END* OF CHAPTER IF UNDER 18!***

The image in the silver lake displayed a female beast with snow-white skin, violet eyes, and cherry lips. But that wasn’t all.

With the gold-blue crown in her flame hair, red-gold earrings, blue necklace, wrist bands and finger rings, and flame waistband, she looked like a flower goddess that had come to visit the mortal realm.

Her ethereal beauty was both mesmerizing and elegant in a way Versailles had never seen herself…

“Ra…Ramose, that’s really me?” She always knew she was beautiful. But that beautiful?

It was out of her imagination.

“Hmm! That beautiful female is my mate adorned with my love. A peerless beauty with the heart of a saint. This is how beautiful you are.” The wolf declared in a proud tone and lovingly kissed her cheek.

Ramose knew more than any beast how soul-suckingly beautiful his mate was. She was so beautiful that he was always fearful that other beasts of the Nar realm, like the Supreme Elder, would notice his mate’s unique and irreplicable beauty and vie for her heart with him.

He was afraid of losing her to another beast before winning her heart and was anxious to get her into the Underworld Palace.

Because in the Underworld Palace, he was the King and no wolf had the guts to eye and covet his mate.

And not for the first time, he was glad he’d taken action when he did and brought her to the Underworld Palace sooner rather than later.

If he’d lost her, then his life wouldn’t be so colorful.

“Light, how will you reward me?” A certain member had hardened, so Ramose had no choice but to shamelessly beg for a reward.

“Reward?” Unaware of how her mate’s thoughts had already wandered to mating, Versailles held her cheek and looked at herself right and left in the silver lake.

“What reward do you want?” She naively asked.

A smile surfaced in the wolf’s eyes and he pressed her tighter to his body. Rubbing his hard member on her behind, he leaned closer and blew into her ear. “Light, the reward I want is you…”

Versailles blushed.

The wolf was unrestrained in expressing his desires. It got to the point where the serpentine had tired of calling him shameless and only helplessly sighed.

It couldn’t be helped. The alpha vowed to remain faithful only to her. If she didn’t satisfy him after his great sacrifice, then wouldn’t she be pushing him to those female beasts?

That was a scene she’d never allow to happen.

Her mate was hers alone and she’d never share him with another.

But it was still early…

“Uhm, Ramose, you see…” The serpentine hummed and hawed not knowing how to turn him down without hurting his feelings.

“Hmm…?”

“You see…we’ve been mating every day and well, I’m the Queen of the Underworld Palace. After kicking Luciana away so decisively, wouldn’t I be shaming myself if I fail to carry out my duties? I haven’t even once checked the management of the palace after her departure…” She put on an aggrieved face to evoke his tenderness.

Unbeknownst to her, when the Werewolf King saw her teary eyes, an image of her lying naked on the bed and muffling her moans with teary eyes as he pleasured her surfaced in his mind.

His body heat soared even higher and he buried his face in her neck to maintain his sanity.

With shallow gasps, he slid his hands over her curves and whispered in her ear. “After we’re done, I’ll accompany you to check the management…hmm? But Light, can you help me solve this issue first?”

By this point, the two were plastered so tight together that if they weren’t clothed, Ramose would’ve taken his mate there and then. His member throbbed so intensely and stretched so tight that he felt uncomfortably stifled.

His gentle plea melted Versailles heart and she imperceptibly nodded.

“Light, you’re the best!”

Ramose’s heart pounded louder in his chest and he loudly kissed his mate on the temple, tightened his arms around her waist, and lifted her in his arms.

Without any delay, he carried her into their Purple-Radiance Palace.

*

Olsen felt his heat cool off and the affection in his heart recede. But his member was still throbbing. The blue-skinned female lay on her stomach with her behind raised in the air. The grey-skin lay on her back with her legs spread wide apart and sticky liquid leaking from her private.

Olsen took turns between them, entering one after the other fainted and back.

But after a long period of rough mating, both passed out.

“It’s still erect. I’ll see Luciana.” Deciding to finish the deed with her, Olsen leaped off the bed and left the Pleasure Hall. The Main Hall was only a little distance away and within three heartbeats, he arrived pumping his rod with his hand.

Luciana sat at the dressing table, reading a secret report she received from one of her spies in the Crimson Palace. The contents of the report shocked her.

“Follow behind her like a servant? The Werewolf King was walking behind the serpentine? How can this be?” She couldn’t believe it. She refused to accept it.

The King of the Underworld Palace would actually hang onto a female like that?

Bang!

“I don’t believe it! King Ramose wouldn’t stoop so low!” Luciana felt an unknown feeling engulf her heart and fill her with bitter resentment. As her eyes filled with tears, she hurled another flame tray across the room.

Why?

Why would King Ramose love that serpentine so much? Was she better in bed? Or was it just because of her good looks?

Or did she do black magic on him?

It wasn’t impossible as the Nar realm was the land of all dark creatures and dark magic. If she did, then the Werewolf King’s behavior would be explainable.

The only thing was, it wasn’t easy to bewitch the Werewolf King. The beast that succeeds in such a task would have to be stronger than him in both physical and mental fortitude.

So was the Serpentine Queen stronger than the Werewolf King?

But Luciana immediately dismissed the thought. King Ramose was the strongest alpha in the Werewolf Clan’s history after the Ancestral Wolf and the strongest King in the Nar realm.

Besides, the two were mates, and soul-bond only formed between two individuals equal in soul strength.

“Then why?” Why was he so gentle, soft, and meek towards that serpentine?

Luciana was so caught up in her inner turmoil that she failed to notice Olsen standing behind her.

“Thinking of King Ramose again?” He folded his arms and nonchalantly asked.

“Ah! O…Olsen!” Startled by his sudden appearance, the Gold Blood stiffly stood up and forced a smile on her lips.

“No need to put on such an act before me. I know you were thinking about King Ramose. But you know what? I used to care before, but now…I don’t feel anything. Whether you care about him or love him, it makes no difference to me.”

“Olsen!” Luciana’s heart thumped in anxiety.

As long as the matter wasn’t brought to the open, it was fine. But once Olsen said it openly, a strange restlessness rose in her heart.

She didn’t know whether wolves could abandon females that held feelings for another wolf. But if this matter happened to affect her and Olsen’s relationship, then things wouldn’t turn out good for her.

If Olsen kicked her out, her chance to meet the Werewolf King again would be gone.

“Olsen, don’t misunderstand. I was just worried about some affairs in the Crimson Palace. Since she arrived, the Serpentine Queen made no effort to take over management.” She hastily explained with raised hands.

“Heh…if you’re done acting innocent, then let’s get down to real work.” His eyes swept over her blue dress, making his intention clear.

Luciana saw his erect rod and instantly understood the slaves weren’t able to satisfy him.

Sigh. Maybe after doing the deed, he’ll bury the earlier matter.

Fueled by the thought, the Gold Blood unhesitantly stripped, climbed the bed, and raised her behind towards him.

Sadly her obedient attitude only served to raise Olsen’s convictions. Sneering disdainfully, he climbed behind her and pulled her cheeks apart. Her two golden ho**s were exposed to his view and he inserted a finger in each.

“Un!” Luciana’s insides clenched at the sudden penetration, but aside from moaning, she made no other protest. His thrusting fingers quickly raised her heat and the Gold Blood began to impatiently wiggle her behind as she sought deeper invasion.

“Un! Ah! Un!” As the itch in her private increased, she cupped her mounds and blindly groped and squeezed them. Her moans rose higher and higher, mixing with the squirting sound of her dripping private.

The wolf’s eyes turned red with lust as his rod stretched to its limit and drops of clear liquid dripped from its head. Giving one last deep thrust, he withdrew his fingers and the Gold Blood shuddered and came with a guttural moan.

The wolf held his rod before her squirting private. The warm liquid slid down his length and coated his family jewels. He rubbed his rod, smearing the liquid to the hilt, before gripping the Gold Blood’s behind and splitting her further apart.

With one powerful thrust, he entered her contracting and squirting private to the hilt.

“Un!” The Gold Blood arched her back, the deep penetration in her sensitive private sending tingles of pleasure spreading through her body. Enveloped in her warm, contracting ho**, the wolf leaned over and grabbed her mounds, then he thrust with wild abandon.

*

“Ramose…I don’t want to take them off.” She meant the flower adornments.

Versailles was so enchanted with them that she didn’t feel like taking them off. Besides, they were personally made by her mate for her…

“If you don’t want to take them off, then don’t. We can still mate with them adorning you. In fact, I want you to wear them. This way, you’ll be even more beautiful.” Ramose gently lay his mate on the bed and covered her form with his.

Her violet eyes innocently looked up at him and his breath hitched.

Just as he prepared to kiss her, a call came from the door and interrupted his good deed.

“Werewolf King, Elder Saros seeks your presence in the Crystalline Hall.. He said to relay the matter was very urgent and requires your immediate presence.”