Transmigrated as the Crown Prince's Mate
Chapter 110: Stop Being Stubborn...

Chapter 110: Stop Being Stubborn...

"Aaahh... I’m... oohh my, aahh... fuu... Yeahhh... Daaammmiiiiiaaaaaan!!!!!."

That was it.

Her body spasmed and shook on top of him as she let go, her eyes turning in their socket till she saw stars.

Just watching her come undone on top of him was already enough for him to lose it and go over the edge as well, but he managed to hold it i,n and when he was sure she had caught her breath a bit, he pushed into her slowly.

He was soon going to let go. He did not see himself stopping now. What mattered was him releasing his load.

As though noticing his predicament, Evelina looked up with droopy eyes and smiled at him. "What are you waiting for? Continue and come in me. Let’s come together one last time, okay?"

Damian nodded at her. Not relaxing his thrusting, he resumed his previous pleasuring technique and thrust into her with more force than before, pinching and playing with her clit.

He shut his eyes, imagining everything going on and when she had deep-throated him. "Scchhh uurrg yeshshh..."

A few more thrusts and he was gone...

The second Evelina felt his hot load shoot into her, she too could no longer hold it and she came on him again before falling completely on his body as they rode out their high.

Both were breathing hard, trying to catch their breaths, but their smiles showed their satisfaction.

"I love you," Damian said, smiling as he tried to kiss her.

"I love you too," she answered, meeting him halfway and kissing him.

"That was lovely," she spoke, looking down at their connected lower region.

"You bet it was, love. We’re sticky, and it’s a good thing. Now you can smell my scent."

Evelina lay on top of Damian, both of them trying to catch their breath, their bodies glistening with sweat from their intimate moment.

The room was filled with the lingering scent of desire and satisfaction, creating a feeling between them like a private melody only they could sense.

Damian ran a lazy hand up and down her back, his touch warm and soothing. "That was..." He trailed off, chuckling. "I don’t even have words for that."

Evelina smiled against his chest, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns over his skin. "Mmm," she hummed in agreement. "I’d say mind-blowing sounds about right."

Before she could fully bask in the aftermath of what had just happened, Relia made her presence known, her voice practically singing in Evelina’s mind.

"Ohhh, Evie," she cooed, absolutely dripping with mischief. "You loved that. You’re all giddy. I can feel it."

Evelina groaned internally. "Not now, Relia."

"Not now?" Relia gasped dramatically. "Not now?! You just had the best mating session of your life—twice—and now you want to deny me the joy of reveling in it?"

Evelina’s cheeks heated as she buried her face against Damian’s chest. "You are so naughty."

Relia snorted. "Says the person who was just screaming for him to go harder and faster."

Evelina nearly choked.

Damian glanced down at her, amused. "What’s wrong?"

Evelina lifted her head slightly, face burning. "Nothing. Just... Relia being Relia."

Damian smirked knowingly. "Let me guess—she’s teasing you?"

Evelina scowled. "That doesn’t even begin to cover it."

"Oh, you bet I’m teasing you," Relia giggled. "And I’m not done yet."

Evelina barely had time to brace herself before Relia’s voice turned deadly sweet.

"You know, Evie..." she purred. "Our mate still has some energy left."

Evelina froze. "Relia..."

"What if I just... released a little extra pheromone into the air?" Relia sighed dramatically. "Just a tiny bit, enough to send him into a frenzy so he can have us one more time."

Evelina bolted upright, eyes wide with horror. "YOU WOULDN’T."

Relia cackled. "Ohhhh, I would."

Evelina grabbed Damian’s face in a panic, her eyes pleading. "Damian, if I start smelling extra good in the next five seconds, DO NOT RESPOND TO IT."

Damian blinked. "Uh... what?"

And then—

The scent hit him.

A slow, intoxicatinglysweet aroma curled in the air, wrapping around his senses and sending a shudder down his spine.

His body reacted right away; a warm sensation coiling in his stomach made his muscles tense, and he instinctively tightened his grip on Evelina’s waist.

Storm snarled in his mind. "Ohhh, yes. Again. Take her again. NOW."

Evelina shrieked. "RELIA, YOU LITTLE—"

Damian growled, his silver eyes darkening as his hands roamed possessively over Evelina’s body.

"Oh, hell," Evelina gasped, realizing what she had just unleashed.

Relia laughed maniacally. "Oops."

And just like that—

Damian flipped Evelina onto her back.

And round three began.

Evelina could only pray she wouldn’t break before the night was through.

She had a feeling her wolf was planning to go all night.

"Don’t worry, you’ll thank me tomorrow." Relia chuckled.

"Thank? More like I’ll kill..."

Before Eve’s thought could finish, a soft growl escaped her throat as Damian’s hands started moving, touching and stroking her body.

"Relia, stop," she whimpered.

"Not until you have sex with him."

"Reliaaaa," Evelina groaned. "I already did. You’re gonna kill me."

"Oh, honey," Relia laughed. "We can’t die from sex. It’s physically impossible."

"But he’s a werewolf," Evelina argued. "A horny one, and you’re making him crazier."

Relia paused.

"You have a point. But we can’t stop now."

"Yes, we can."

"No, we can’t."

"Yessss, we can."

"No."

"Yeees."

"Nu-uh."

"Yea-huh."

"Nope."

"Mmmmmm."

"Stop being stubborn, Evelina."

"You’re being stubborn, Relia."

"You’re stubborn."

"No, you’re stubborn."

Damian was oblivious to all these as his lips had found their way down her body, leaving a trail of kisses and soft bites along her thighs and hips, his hands massaging her legs while his eyes remained fixated on hers.

She could barely breathe when his teeth scraped across her skin, and when he sucked gently at her inner thighs, her body shook with anticipation, and she knew her mind had lost the battle.

"Okay, fine. You win. But this is the last one."

"No promises."

"What?!"