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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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Mo Chou and Xu Lan- My Concubine

Xu Lan stared at the navy haired man, long limbs wrapped around his body and drools slipping down parted lips. The snore… the snore was loud and echoed in his room. Although he loves Mo Chou, this snore sounded like it should have been from a giant beast then his husband!

His black eyes looked down the naked body and paused at the cock nestled against his pelvis. He flushed and he swallowed staring at his lover's face. This… was still weird. He still felt weird just kissing and now he was married and they just… they just had sex.

He touched Mo Chou's face, pretty tanned skin looked flawless, and he felt smoothness along his fingers. He could feel his energy inside the navy haired man and he smiled relieved.

'Uncles, I hope I did it right. I don't want to lose Ah Chou.'

"Mmphur," Mo Chou mumbled and moaned, pressing his hips to his, "Mmm."