The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna - Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 Let Me See…
The way she looked had completely undone him. His grip tightened, his thrusts growing more desperate, almost punishing, as though giving in to a primal need that drowned out reason.

He couldn’t stop, didn’t want to stop.

Every sound she made, every flicker of movement, only pulled him deeper into that feverish, uncontrollable need that had taken hold of him entirely.

But it was actually harder than it seemed to take back control of his desire that had now run wild as he continued to roll his hips in and out.

“Ugh… Addie… I—I’m sorry, but you started it…” Zion groaned, though there wasn’t an ounce of apology in his voice. His grip tightened in her hair as he guided her movements, thrusting deeper into her mouth.

“Just a little more, baby… I’m so close… too close…” he gasped between ragged breaths, his voice thick with desire. Every muscle in his body tensed; the sensitivity and rush of pleasure were overwhelming, but embarrassment was the last thing on his mind.

The sooner he came, the sooner Addison could get back on her feet, if she could even stand after this. The thought alone sent a wicked thrill through Zion’s mind. His head tilted back, a deep groan escaping his throat as his abs tensed and trembled. That familiar heat coiled tightly in his core, pleasure flooding his senses until it consumed him completely.

“Don’t worry, baby… I’ll make sure you cum plenty later. Just hold on a little longer,” Zion rasped, his voice thick with desire as he pushed deeper into Addison’s throat. She gagged harder, tears spilling down her flushed cheeks.

Yet seeing him so lost in pleasure, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes back, the sensation overwhelming her until she felt suffocated.

That familiar heat and taste hit the back of her throat, thick and heavy, making her choke as it almost climbed back up to her nose.

“Addie,” Zion groaned, voice rough and commanding, “swallow it… like the little slut you’re meant to be.”

He pinched her nose, forcing her to gulp every drop as his body convulsed as cum so hard. Sweat trickled down his face, slid along his sharp jawline, and ran down his heaving chest to his chiseled abs, gleaming under the dim light as he caught his breath.

“Ha… ha…” Zion panted heavily, his chest rising and falling as he looked down at Addison. She was still sitting on the rock right in front of him, her eyes red and glossy, a faint trace of his release glistening at the corner of her mouth.

A small bubble of snot trembled beneath her nose, making her look messy, pitiful even, but to Zion, she had never looked more raw, more devastatingly beautiful.

After all, that disheveled face was because of him, because she had taken him so deep, because she’d given herself to him without restraint. The sight of her like that, his cum still on her lips, made his insides tremble all over again, pleasure and hunger twisting tightly in his gut despite having just released.

Zion brushed his thumb over Addison’s swollen lips, a lazy grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as he caught his breath. “Good girl…” he murmured before leaning down to press a soft kiss on her forehead.

Addison glared up at him weakly, her chest still heaving. She knew she looked like a complete mess, eyes puffy, lips red and glistening, but she didn’t have the strength to scold him.

Her body felt heavy, drained… yet burning. It was as if she had climaxed right along with him. Her core throbbed, slick and drenched, betraying how much she’d been affected by everything he’d done to her.

Zion’s words from earlier echoed in her mind, being called ‘his little slut’. And though she wanted to deny it, the thought made her heart race.

Maybe he was right.

Maybe a part of her wanted to lose control, to let herself go wild under his touch, just this once, while the rest of the world remained busy and unaware of the things they were doing by the river’s edge.

“Now, prepare yourself,” Zion murmured, his voice low and rough with hunger. “As I promised, it’s my turn to make you cum. And just like you did for me, I’ll serve you first… before we move to the main course.”

There was a teasing glint in his eyes, but beneath it burned something far deeper. In truth, Zion could barely restrain himself. What he wanted most was to drop to his knees and worship Addison’s body, his Goddess.

The words he used earlier, calling her his little slut, were just that, dirty talk between lovers meant to heighten the fire. But in his heart, he revered her, cherished her.

To taste her, to make her fall apart under his mouth, felt less like lust and more like devotion.

Just the thought of her soft, trembling pussy in his mouth made his blood surge with excitement. He didn’t wait long. With a sharp breath, Zion sank to his knees in front of her. Addison, still dazed and trying to process everything, could only watch as he reached out to gently wipe her tear-streaked face, his thumb brushing her lips before moving down to clean the corner of her mouth.

Then he looked up at her, eyes dark and burning.

“Now, open your legs for me, baby,” he growled, his voice thick with anticipation. “Let me see how wet you are…”

A low snarl escaped his throat, his teeth flashing as his arousal spiked. His cock twitched with the raw urge to claim her, but first, he would taste her.

Addison, still a little dazed, leaned back against the smooth rock behind her, supporting herself with her elbows. Her chest rose and fell with every shaky breath as she tried to steady herself. Then, like the obedient little slut he’d just called her, she slowly parted her legs, hesitant at first, but giving way to him completely.

Zion’s breath hitched the moment she opened up to him. His eyes darkened, a low, guttural snarl rumbling from his throat as desire flared within him.

“Fuck, Addie…” he rasped, voice thick with awe and lust. “You’re so damn beautiful. No matter how many times I see you like this, I can never get enough.”

His words vibrated with truth. With a reverent slowness, he reached out, his middle and ring fingers tracing down her wet folds. The moment his fingers glided over her wetness, Addison shivered, her breath catching in her throat as her body trembled in response to his touch.

“Mmmhh…” Addison let out a soft moan, her body trembling under Zion’s touch. The sound came out breathy, almost pleading; it even sounded like an unspoken encouragement that made Zion’s pulse quicken.

Watching every flicker of her expression, Zion slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Her wet pussy swallowed his fingers easily.

“Holy fuck…” he muttered under his breath, awe lacing his voice. “You’re so damn wet, it just slid right in.”

He leaned in closer, his breath shallow as he took in her scent. The moment it filled his senses, a low, feral growl escaped him. It wasn’t just desire anymore; his wolf, Shura, stirred restlessly inside, clawing at his control, urging him to skip the foreplay and claim her right then and there.