Brewing Storm - Chapter 184

Ramose grunted.

Every thrust, every stroke, and every touch of his serpentine sent tingling pleasure coursing through his body.

He’d already taken her once and she’d already pleasured him more than three times.

Even then, every touch of her slender fingers made his insides flutter.

Her every whisper made him shudder.

And her every embrace made his heart melt in a warm current of intense emotions…

When she thrust for the umpteenth time, his muscles clenched and he arched his back and shot inside her warmth.

Versailles slumped on top of her mate, her breath coming out in rough, shallow gasps.

It really wasn’t easy to satisfy her mate.

She’d been moving and thrusting the entire ice night. But every time when she thought he’d finally be satiated, his soft member would harden and twitch inside her.

She’d then return to moving her hips again to soften him back.

By this time, she’d already lost count of the number of times the beast had come inside her.

And the worst part?

He wouldn’t allow her to rise and empty out her full insides!

“Amose, can you withdraw your brother now? It should’ve been more than satisfi…”

She didn’t even complete her sentence and the so-called satisfied brother hardened and twitched in excitement.

“What!? How many times have I moved already? Ramose, I don’t think it’s possible to satisfy you.” Her expression fell and Versailles even dropped the nickname in a moment of shock.

She was convinced it wasn’t possible to satisfy the Werewolf King.

“Haha…” Ramose chuckled in amusement when he saw his mate’s crestfallen expression. His arms wound around her waist and he huskily whispered in her ear.

“It’s not my brother that’s hard to satisfy. It’s my heart. Whenever I look at you, my heart pounds and my breaths hitches. My insides melt and heat rushes to my member. It’s then that it desires you.”

“Chee! You’re saying you harden just on seeing my face? Doesn’t that mean you should be hard all the time then?”

Versailles’s face paled when she imagined such a situation. If her mate heated up whenever he saw her face, then wouldn’t he mate with her every day and night?

Ramose smiled bitterly.

His mate had no idea how difficult it was for him to control his urges.

He was afraid if he told her, then she’d avoid him during the entire warm morning.

If that happened, he wouldn’t be able to see her face until the ice night arrived. Which was even worse than burning in lust every time he was near her.

While his body yearned for her, his heart raced for her.

If she wasn’t around him, his member might not heat up as often. But then, his heart would become empty and desolate. He would neither find joy in carrying out his duties and neither would he feel anticipation in his wait to catch a glimpse of her shadow.

Without seeing her face, his life wouldn’t be colorful. And it wouldn’t be as fulfilling and joyful.

“Light, the reason I harden on seeing you is because I love you. Don’t you long for me when I’m away from you?”

He lifted her head and intently looked into her violet depths. He changed the topic to shift her mind from the matter of his rod.

But imperceptibly, he also wanted to her confess to him that she missed him whenever he wasn’t around her, as much as he missed her.

Versailles flushed and lightly nodded her head.

“You’re my only family. Why wouldn’t I miss you when you’re gone?”

Family?

That’s right! Light already said she felt at home in my embrace. If she didn’t consider me her family, then why would she feel at home with me?

Giddy and thrilled at hearing his mate’s words, Ramose wrapped his arm around her neck and kissed her until she was breathless.

“Light, you’re my family just as I am yours. From now on, we are each other’s only family member.” He wanted to add until our cub arrives. But thinking of how he’d be sharing his mate’s love with the future cub, he swallowed the words back down.

This…I didn’t think about this before.

If a cub arrives, would Light love me more or would she love him more?

“Light, I’m your only family. And in the future, I’ll be your first priority, right?”

Versailles blanked.

Why was her mate still stuck on this topic? Didn’t she already say he was her family?

Unaware of his thoughts, she lightly nodded.

“Promise. Promise that no matter what changes occur in the future, I will always be your first priority.” The Werewolf King wanted to ensure his mate’s first priority would be him even after the arrival of their cub.

Therefore, he held her gaze until the serpentine blinked and sighed in defeat.

“Ramose, love, you’ll always be my first priority.” She resolutely said.

Aside from Ramose, she had no one else to call her own in the Werewolf Clan.

It was because he was with her that she felt at home in the Underworld Palace.

She’d already spent three lives just fighting to stay alive. She didn’t want to spend another life living aimlessly again. Now that she had a mate, for the first time in her life, Versailles felt tired and wanted to stop in one place.

She wanted to mark a comfortable nest and rest.

Revenge or not, without Ramose, her life wouldn’t have any other purpose than to survive from day to day.

She felt tired of fighting just to live another day. She felt tired of living just to stay alive.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to live for more.

She wanted to.

In every single one of her lives, she’d strived to live for more than just breathing, but the end results were never in her favor. In her first life, she believed fighting for the birthright others believed to be her calling would be living for more.

However, when her birthright wasn’t even what she desired and wanted, how could she have lived for herself? How could she have lived a fulfilling life?

As such, her life ended on a bitter note when she’d grown too tired to carry the burden of others’ great expectations and hope.

In her second life, she didn’t even have the chance to introspect her heart. She lived as the fiery serpentine of the Nar realm and died in a struggle to protect a random black cub.

Even to this day, she had difficulty recalling the memories of her death.

Which was pretty funny considering the fact that it was the life she should’ve remembered more clearly. It was the life she kept memories of even after rebirthing in the Sybil realm.

And her third life…it began in the Sybil realm and ended in the hands of the Supreme Elder on the back mountains of the Vampire City.

Although it ended wretchedly, she’d died with her mate, impaled together, blending as one from flesh to blood, heart to soul.

And under the most unexplainable of circumstances, she recalled snippets of the connection between herself, Ramose, and the Supreme Elder.

After her reincarnation, however, she wanted to live for a better, more fulfilling purpose.

Because this time, she had Ramose who was her purpose for living.

She wanted to live for love and fight for love. It was something she’d never dreamed of and something she’d long lost hope of; warmth, love, and home. But in a twist of fate, she’d gained them all.

In the Underworld Palace of the Werewolf Clan, she now wanted to build the home of her dream.

She wanted to build a home of love and warmth with Ramose by her side.

Versailles lifted her head, held her mate’s face, and looked into his dark, shimmering eyes. “Ramose, let’s make our home warm and full of love. Aside from us and our future cub, there won’t be any space for anyone else. Not even your bedmates!” She aggressively added.

Ramose’s eyes shined brighter with unshed tears. He wanted to laugh at her sudden display of jealousy. But thinking of the fact their home would have only her and him until their cub, he felt more ecstatic.

His mate had hit on his greatest wish. He and her, her and he, they would be each other’s only.

“Um! We’ll do as you say.” A wide grin on his face, he tenderly kissed her forehead, tightened his arms around her, and sighed in contentment.

To hear such words from his mate, he was already satisfied.

The next warm morning, the entire Crimson Palace was in a great uproar.

The rations that had gone missing had suddenly appeared!

“Did you hear? The Storeroom is packed with the appearance of unknown rations.”

“Of course, I heard. This news has spread throughout the palace. It seems the thieves that’d stolen the rations returned when no beast was on guard. They must’ve heard of the Serpentine Queen’s intent to investigate the matter to the end.”

“But isn’t this strange? The beasts that were behind the theft committed suicide. So who’s the one that returned the rations?”

“Sigh. From this, you can see this matter isn’t as simple as just stealing. There’s a greater hand hidden behind the scenes.”

The chattering beasts fell silent. If the matter wasn’t as simple as it was made out to be, then that only meant there was a daring beast who didn’t even fear the combination of Serpentine-Wolf.

“They’re not afraid of the Werewolf King’s wrath or the Serpentine Queen’s might. I can only say we should stir far away from this matter. It would be too pitiful if we died without knowing why.”

“That’s true. Whoever’s behind the theft, they don’t even place the Serpentine Queen in their eyes. If we were to obstruct them, they’d slaughter us to clear their path. After all, the thievery only took place when the Serpentine Queen arrived. From this, we can tell that their intended target was her.”

“Puff! Too bad they underestimated her. Instead of hitting her, they ended up slapping themselves in the face. In the end, didn’t they obediently return the stacks they stole?”

Du Na silently stood in a corner, her eyes flashing as she listened to the female beasts’ conversation.

“There’s someone else who hates the serpentine? Who could it be? For them to command male servants, their identity isn’t ordinary.”

Her eyes drifted in the direction of the Storeroom and an image of a blond hair, brown-skinned, and blue-eyed beast appeared in her mind.

“The Gold Blood?”

Haha…if it was truly the Gold Blood, then it wouldn’t be hard for her to get back at the serpentine.

Du Na’s eyes glowed with excitement and anticipation.

She just needed a chance. A chance to meet the Gold Blood and join hands…

With a bright smile and light steps, the Yulan turned and went back to work.

In the Purple-Radiance Palace, Ramose and Versailles had just finished their morning meal when the news of the returned rations reached their ears.

“Light, how did you do it? You got the real culprit to return what they stole without lifting a finger.” Ramose stared incredulously at his mate.

He, more than any other beast, knew how fearsome she could be when she wanted she set her mind onto something. What he couldn’t figure out was how she managed to get the rations back when the thieves had committed suicide.

Could it be?

“Light, the real mastermind, you know who it is, don’t you?” That was the only reason he could think of.

The masterminds had committed suicide. Since they hadn’t said a word before their end, they’d taken the identity of the beast to their grave.

However, if his mate knew the identity of the real culprit, she could threaten them to expose their identity to get them to obediently return the items.

Versailles smiled lightly and brushed her hair back.

“If I say I know, what’re you going to do?”

“Haha…since you know but didn’t share with me, it means you want to take care of them yourself. Am I right?”

“Smart wolf. You focus on your affairs. Matters of management are my affairs. You don’t need to concern yourself with them.” The serpentine raised her head and proudly proclaimed.

“I’ll do as you say. Light…”

Right at this moment, rushed footsteps sounded before a male beast loudly knelt on the floor.

“Werewolf King! Werewolf King!”

“What is it? Speak clearly!” Ramose’s face was dark.

Why were these lousy beasts always interrupting his sweet time with his mate?

Didn’t they value their lives?

“That…th….there’s a black wolf in the Underworld Palace!”