Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 67

A.N. This is the only author’s note Part #2 will have, so please read it. Hello, welcome, and thanks for

sticking around. There is a pre-story that would set the tone for Part #2, and I would love for you all to

read it. I wrote a book called “The Alpha King Ugly Bride Series,” which spoke at length and gave

insight into how the dark world (previously Dark Dimensions) worked. You can read it if you want, but

please read The Note of the Dark World, and I hope you enjoy this book as much as you liked the first.

THE DARK WORLD.

The third world in all of creation, which was not created by the moon goddess…

All forms of darkness exist in this world; hence, only a few know of its existence…

In the beginning, the moon goddess had a lover who was her first partner; his name was Doom, and

she created him to differ completely from her. He complimented her. Since she couldn’t be evil or

experience any negative emotions, he would feed off her goodness to know what it was like. She also

fed on his evil, sadness, and anger, which were what she wasn’t. And so, things worked perfectly.

The moon goddess then created life on earth.

Among the first children of the moon goddess, Doom saw Chaos, a fair and beautiful maiden whom he

had specially helped the moon goddess create, and he desired her. He took her and made her his

lover, and together they massacred all the first children the moon goddess created.

The moon goddess found out what they had done and banished Doom and Chaos into the Dark

Dimension to live there for all eternity.

Then the moon goddess created children again. However, she realised some of her children differed

from others, and so she created a barrier to keep the stronger from invading and harming the weaker

ones. Two worlds were created: the werewolf world and the human world.

Though the Dark Dimension existed, it was only known to a few, and those who could access it were

fewer, as access to it required an unlimited amount of power.

In the last three thousand years, more than a dozen have entered the dark dimensions in a quest for

powers for selfish gains. Each time they entered, Doom gained a little access to the world of the living,

and this access grew with every entrance of supernatural creatures.

Over four hundred years ago, Doom gained enough power to move the Dark Dimension from a

spiritually inaccessible point into the earth.

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Just like the moon goddess did for humans and the werewolf world, she created a barrier for the dark

dimensions on earth and called it the Dark World. Then she erased the memories of her children so

they wouldn’t locate the Dark World. This she did to keep the werewolf safe from the very being that

wanted nothing but their destruction. These barriers had lasted for four hundred years, but the werewolf

in the last hundred years

discovered the existence of the Dark world…

Fiona’s eyes barely opened when she felt a pair of lips on hers, softly claiming her lips. While she tried

to think of what was going on, she felt a tongue pro d her lips apart. She moaned, and her hand came

up to feel the one k*ssing her-the man of both her dreams and reality.

“Good morning, my love,” he mumbled as he pulled away to k*ss the spot where her neck met her

shoulder, and she tingled helplessly.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” She replied, and a low moan left her mouth.

He paused and pulled back to stare at her, and this time, her lashes pulled apart, and she saw Julian’s

alluring green eyes on her.

“Gorgeous?” he said, raising a brow. It was the first time she had called him that since they had been

together, and that had gotten to him more than she thought it would.

She tried to play it cool. “Well, you are gorgeous, so…”

“You have never called me gorgeous before, so what made today special?”

She pressed her lips together, and she wanted to pull away, but she also wanted to finish what she had

started. “You have always been gorgeous to me, Julian. I might never have said it, but it is true,” she

answered sincerely.

His cheeks heated. Now she understood why he was taken aback. Her compliment affected him.

He was more endowed than anyone she had ever met, physically and m entally. It came to her as a

surprise that none of the women he was with before her had ever told him how beautiful he looked.

Perhaps it wasn’t their place to make it known.

Seeing him blush wasn’t something she was used to seeing regularly, so this was special to her.

“You are a gorgeous man, Julian. I bet you know it, and if you don’t, then I’m glad I was the first to tell it

to you.”

He said nothing; instead, he leaned in and k*ssed her lips hungrily. His hand pulled

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away the bed sheet she had around herself, and she moaned when his hand moved under her red silk

nightgown that stopped mid-thigh. Lifting it came with ease for him, and he slipped two fingers into her

even as he k*ssed her lips gently.

Her hands tightened around his neck as his fingers explored her. Her breath hitched in her throat when

he added the third and began moving it in and out at a faster pace.

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eyes rolled to the back, and her lashes fell while being invaded and assaulted.

“Open your eyes,” he said in a low growl. It was a command, and she had no choice but to obey what

he just said.

Her lashes fluttered open, and her desire-filled, glowing eyes remained open as his hands took what

belonged to him.

“Perfect.”

His lips moved to her shoulder and then down her chest and over her breast, hardening her nipples. He

k*ssed the tip before curling his tongue around it and getting the reaction he wanted out of her.

Fiona’s feet coiled as she felt her release coming in strong, like a wave. “Julian!” she panted, letting

him know she was closing in on her release.

He pulled away from her left nipple and smiled at her. “Come for me then?” he said, and once again,

his voice held so much command in them that she had no choice but to do as he just told her.

Her or gasm rocked through her, and she shook on the bed, and the only thing that kept her in position

was his firm hold on her waist.

Her or gasm cleared up, and there was much silence after. She saw Julian as her eyes

opened back up, and he was still on top of her.

She knew he was yet to be done with her.

She knew this because of the flaring hunger in his eyes as he beheld her now.

Her eyes trailed down his shoulders, chest, and stomach, and down to the point of his intimacy, and

there she found him, throbbing, looking ready to invade and take what was his. “I need to have mine.”

He told her, and she didn’t even deny it. He deserved it.

She wrapped her hand around him. He growled, and she kept her hand firm around him, moving it up

and down. She pulled herself up a little as she k*ssed his lips, even as her hand pleasured him the best

way she could.

He moaned, loving what she was doing, and she felt tingles within herself, and she was getting turned

on once again, just by the mere fact that she was enjoying this moment,

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this act, and she wanted to make it last for as long as she could.

His hand came up to fondle her breasts, and she arched into him to get more, and she must have

gotten greedy while seeking attention because her hold on him grew weak as he fondled and pleasured

her two sets perfectly.

It was her weakness, and he knew it too, and whenever he touched them, she caved and gave him

whatever he wanted.

He wouldn’t have touched her this way if he wanted her to finish what she had started; he wouldn’t

distract her this much and make her focus on getting her own pleasure. He didn’t play a fair game with

her.

She felt it. Her release was building up again, and she knew she would have it if he continued this. She

would have two releases and fail to give him one.

Julian hated when she kept scores, but that was what it was. She wanted him to be satisfied, but she

couldn’t think straight while his hands fondling her the way she wanted.

“I’m gonna cu m, Julian.”

He smiled at her. “Go for it, gorgeous,” he said, and her head fell back onto the pillow.

She wasn’t even being fingered or taken properly, and she came again.

GIFT

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