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Shameless Ghost King Is My Husband!

“Ah! My… My husband…” "You, my dear wife, is the sweet I craved the most." “You know how to talk,” Ying Yue flushed and felt the bite to his lips. “Ah Yue,” a breathless deep chuckle made his body shivered, “The times I spent with you, touch you, and taste you will never satisfy me.” *** Ying Yue was Heaven’s Chosen, a person gifted to bring peace, balance, and rid the world of evil. He was full of pureness and hope! Only problem? He fell deeply for the shameless Ghost King, Wang Li. Wang Li, a person gifted to bring chaos and death, had waited centuries for Ying Yue. Now that he had Heaven’s Chosen, he would never let Ying Yue go. A beauty like Ying Yue was meant only for him. With their marriage, the truth of their love brought a curse and a prophecy for the Ghost King’s death. The worst part? Ying Yue was the one fated to kill his husband. What should he do to keep this love with Wang Li? What had to be sacrificed to preserve it? Was he willing to? That aside, He had also married a horny shameless king! And he… He dared to declare that he regretted nothing. “I want to take your innocence, your body, your heart, your lips. Everything, my beloved wife. I am not whole without you.” Yep, he regretted nothing. == *WPC 159- Gold Tier Winner* *SMUT starts chapter 16 and throughout future chapters.* Other TAGS: Fate, Death, Childhood Love

MichelleLeeee · LGBT+
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Kisses were placed to the back of his neck and he tilted his head to the side to give his lover more room. Mouth attached itself to his pulse point, nibbling and sucking it, causing his bouncing to stutter. Fingers wrapped around his leaking cock, already wet and dirtying the sheets even more, and he gripped his lover's knees.

"So beautiful," his king groaned and rolled up into him, "So delicious."

"Ah! Ah, ah," Ying Yue panted out open mouthed, "Mm, Ah Li, more. Please, please, please."

Wang Li groaned deeply and reached his arms behind him for leverage, then he thrusted up. The sound of Ying Yue was something he loved, especially when his wife came shaking and crying in pleasure. He watched as his lover's ass smacked with each buck, each push, every pound. He watched as blonde hair bounced and moved side to side with the shake of his wife's head.

"Mm, ah! Ah! Oh, husband," Ying Yue groaned as he rolled his hips, "Please."