The Crown's Entrapment

Chapter 767 Their Union**

Bella almost felt her eyes going into the back of her head at the pleasure, but she barely managed to hold on as she held onto him for dear life. And then, there was silence as Amon fell on top of her yet again.

“I’m sorry if I’m heavy,” Amon murmured as he propped himself up on top of her and kissed her lips before gently pulling his manhood out of her. He then flopped down beside her, drawing her near as he cuddled her in his arms.

Smiling, Bella hugged him, snuggling comfortably into him before letting out a yawn.

“You must be tired,” Amon lovingly hummed as he kissed her head. “Sleep, Bella. You’ll need more rest.”

“I’m sticky…” Bella lazily muttered. She reeked of sex, but she liked their combined scent, especially Amon’s.

“Let me clean you up then,” Amon offered. “Wait here for a bit.”

Bella simply nodded as she watched him gently get out of bed while she lazed about while staring at his every movement.

[Too bad it’s not your fertile day today,] Poona suddenly informed her in her mind, making her frown because of how she was already imagining Amon’s seed had already taken root and forming a possible baby inside her womb.

[When is it then?] Bella inquired with an annoyed tone.

She was about to pressure her wolf more when she realized that they still had enough time. For sure, they could work on it again once she was fertile.

Either way, she needed to get clean. She already had a bath prepared in her private privy, but she was too lazy to get up and take a shower at the moment.

Luckily, that was when Amon walked back and informed her, “There’s water already.”

Bella smiled in appreciation at that, and she was about to move when Amon suddenly carried her in his arms, making her flinch.

“I’ll help you clean up,” he said, with an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I tired you out.”

Bella didn’t comment. Instead, she stuffed her face onto his chest as she savored his presence. He missed this… Osman would always pamper her before. It wasn’t as intimate as this, but she still felt special around him because of how caring he was of her.

Amon’s movements before were stiff and restricted, but now, he was becoming more like Osman. Maybe it was because he no longer had to restrict himself since she would soon become his official wife anyway.

Before long, he gently put her down in her warm bath before gently washing her hair. His movements were gentle as if he was taking care of some kind of delicate gem. It was so much that Bella subconsciously chuckled at it all.

“What?” Amon asked with a blink.

“Oh, nothing. It’s just that you’re not this gentle in bed.” she teased, making Amon blush hard. “Come here.”

She mirthfully smiled at him as she urged him to join her in the tub. It was big enough to fit the two of them anyway, and she couldn’t help but notice how hard he was again. She couldn’t help but wonder if that was normal. She was sore, but she was healing fast anyway, so she no longer felt pain in her loins anymore.

Smiling, Amon joined her, and Bella smiled back as she moved closer to him, positioning herself comfortably on his lap as she straddled him. She then hugged him as she buried her face onto his neck.

“Bella,” Amon called out her name in his raspy voice, sounding as if he was losing air just saying her name.

“I know. I can smell your arousal, Amon,” she mumbled with a sigh. “And I really want to mark you already, but we still need to follow the customs.” She then smirked as she curiously and boldly asked, “Do you want to go another round?”

Amon’s face reddened as Bella caressed his blushing cheeks. Smiling, he tilted his head and pressed his lips against hers. Once more, she felt his soft tongue pushing into her mouth as she moaned softly at his touch. He grabbed the back of her neck and gently stroked her hair with his fingers, his lips suckling on her delicate mouth as they went at it yet again.

Like last time, a delicious shiver shot down her spine as he cupped her breasts with his hands and gently massaged them. Bella once again felt fireworks explode in her lower stomach, a feeling that she was never going to get tired of despite what was probably hours of them doing the deed.

Feeling the heat radiating from his body, Bella shuddered. Amon’s icy blue eyes were smoldering in their intensity like wild waves rapidly approaching her without rest.

“I can’t get enough of you, Bella,” he whispered to her.

He touched his forehead to hers, the tips of their noses brushing together before her lips smacked against his mouth again. He slipped his long fingers down to softly caress the insides of her legs, she clutched at his silky hair as she moaned at the sensations.

“You smell so sensual,” Amon weakly groaned as he buried his face onto her shoulder.

“Hmm… Can you please elaborate, my love?” Bella muttered.

“It’s a cozy and fruity mix of wild blackberry whipped with sweet vanilla and jasmine,” Amon replied in his hoarse voice, making Bella gulp. “I love your scent, and it’s driving me mad.”

“I love your scent too…” she gasped as Amon sucked and nipped at the base of her throat. “That mesmerizingly precious oud wood smell with a note of aromatic tobacco… It’s sultry and addictive.”

Desperate for his touch, she brushed her aching core against his hard rod, making both of them shudder in delight. Taking her hint, Amon held her hips as she finally felt him ease into her slowly.

“Ahhh…” Bella mewled as the tight feeling of him reaching the deepest part of her graced her senses yet again.

With their joined bodies once more. Amon patted her buttocks and showered her neck and ears with kisses. She then threw her arms around his neck as he grabbed her hips to deepen their union further.