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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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Impregnate Me

He felt hand in his hair and pulled him to the side where his vulnerable neck was free for his lover to taste. Then a movement and he mewled as the thrust hit him right where his prostate was. Mouth opened and trying to participate with the tongue in him, but Wang Li thrusted up into him and he whited out.

The feeling of euphoria washed over him and he groaned bouncing faster. He arched his back and moved deeper as hands gripped him harder. Ying Yue could feel the pulsing of the thick, hard, throbbing cock inside him.

"My husband," he panted out and felt teeth grazing his neck, "Please. I want you to fill me, make me full of you," he tightened his hold, "Impregnate me."